Judge, 1903-11-14 · page 7 of 16
Judge — November 14, 1903 — page 7: what you’re looking at
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This page contains three distinct pieces of turn-of-the-century American satire: **"Pickaninny in De Moon"** is a racist dialect poem typical of the era, written in minstrel-show style with offensive stereotyping of African Americans. **"Worked the Dey"** satirizes a foreign ruler (likely from a fictional "Gazooluland") who has been defrauded with a "gold brick"—a common con-artist scheme of that period where victims were sold worthless items as gold. The court jester mocks the ruler's gullibility by quoting the saying "it's a work-a-day world." **"Had the Best Chance"** mocks political candidates who claim to leave their futures "in the hands of friends" rather than actively campaigning themselves—contrasting passive dependency with active office-seeking. **"The Cook's Tour"** presents a brief joke about a departing cook who caused such chaos (blowing out gas) that an ambulance response disturbed the entire neighborhood. These pieces reflect Judge magazine's typical mix of class-conscious humor, political commentary, and period stereotypes.
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PICKANINNY IN DE MOON. A manemy's lullaby.) PICKANENNY sin de moon, An’ L gwine ter see her soon— V's waitin’ fo' de clouds ter break away. WORKED THE DEY. THE dey of Gazooluland was angry. Petulantly hurling the gold-brick to a far corner of the throne-room, he exclaimed, “And thus is my confidence in humanity imposed upon ! Gold- bricked, gold-bricked! What is the world coming to?" “Your altitudinous excel- lency,” interposed the court-jester with a sinister smile, * was it not but yesterday that the poet-laure- ate composed a ballad setting forth that this is a work.a-dey world 2" Ten minutes later howls from When de little stars come out Den yo'll heah dis mammy shout, An’ L won't lebe mah honey twell: it's Pickaninny *s in de moon— She am laik a rose in June, An’ her face am a-beamin’ all de while. An’ when I shet mah eye T kin see her stan‘in’ nigh— When I dream in mah sleep I see her smile. HARDIHOOD. the rhyme-room told that the WILD and fiercely raged the tem- Man and creature trembled mute ; While my chimney, never blanching, court-poet was getting his. pest, Took that time to clean its soot. HAD THE BEST CHANCE. Pickaninny ‘s in de moon, An’ L gwine ter see her soon. iy} Dey tuck her fum her cradle long ago MAG seh. An’ put her face in de sky: i if : Fo’ a light when I go by, Ay te An’ know dat she'll meet me at de do’. } fi ‘ f Pickaninny in de moon, 1 SeccsaaaeaS _ I's comin’ putty soon— y He Yor is waitin’ fo' yo! mammy by de , An’ L'spec’ ter meet yo" dar. ‘ 7 =| Z togedder on a star pts We'll trabel twell we meet de break ob é . I day. vaeeiiibbaaaal Z Sy q friends,” said the first can- Ya y. JOHN ALL as chanting the ——_* praises of Miles Standish. His DERINITION: The second candidate smiled * But,” asked Priscilla coyly, “By hookey! thet must be the fire-water I've herd the Indians tell so S4rdonicallly. “why don't you speak for your- much on but never seed before."* “And I,” he asserted, *am self, John 2” in the pockets of my friends. * Not on your tintype !" exclaimed the young man in flowing hex- ‘They have to look after my future, or they won't catch even.” y YF young y y y 44] AM. in the hands of my didate with much dignity. «1 leave my future to them. ameter. “I have too good a press-agent.”” This, my child, demonstrates the difference between standing for Hastening forth, he sought Longfellow to finish the job. office and running for the same. ey Highly UY iff Kin THE COOK'S TOUR. “Se your last cook made a big row when she left?” “Awful! She blew out the gas, and the ambulance woke up the entire nelghborhood."* comicbooks.com