Judge, 1904-08-20 · page 7 of 16
Judge — August 20, 1904 — page 7: what you’re looking at
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This page contains three satirical pieces mocking social hypocrisy and journalistic practices circa early 1900s: **"Suspicious" & "At the Show":** Two women (Muriel and Gladys) trade barbed compliments about a third woman's appearance and bathing suit, each praising her while delivering cutting insults. The satire targets cattiness disguised as politeness among upper-class women. **"The Yellow System":** Mocks sensationalist journalism by showing an editor who admits that "yellow journalism" prioritizes eye-catching headlines over substantive news. When real news is scarce, he simply manufactures bigger, redder headlines anyway—satirizing the media's prioritization of spectacle over truth. **"A Hypocritical 'Holler'":** Two Black men (rendered in dialect) discuss why a preacher constantly rails against chicken-stealing: the preacher himself steals chickens and fears competition from newcomers. The satire critiques hypocrisy—condemning others for sins one commits personally. All three pieces expose gap between public morality and private behavior.
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SUSPICIOUS. IOCRACY’S tresses Now gold y we fear them we see, Muriel (in bathing- suit)—“ Isn't yonder that dreadfully, distressingly thin Miss Angles in the surf?” Gladys (in yachting- suit)—" Yes, dear. Muriel—1 thought the ‘sad sea waves’ were unusually sad to-day. That accounts for it. And there goes that roly-poly-shaped Plumply girl for a dip.” Gladys—" Yes. She says she dearly loves the water, but shrinks so from appearing on the beach.” Mur iel— Oh, indeed ! And her bathing-suit seems to do the same. Shock- ing !" Gladys —" She spoke about yours last night, dear.” Muriel — The idea!" Gladys— She said it was the prettiest. bathing- very Bot Henry—“ Begone, woman! Myrrte (in stage whisper)—"'| can't, suit she had seen, and was so becoming to you.” Muriel— She seems to be an amiable girl, and she has a sweet Her gowns surely show that she has excellent taste. Gladys— Quite. She said your bathing-suit was charming, and $0 becoming, and "—— face. AMuriel—“ How gracefully she swims, dear! Like a swan.” Gladys—* She said it was so becoming, and that with it you re- minded her of a soldier with his ammunition.” AT THE SHOW. Leave me!” Don't you see you are on my shoe-string?”* Muriel —“ How sweet- ly quaint! And_mean- ing" : Gladys —"You were always so very, very careful to keep it dry, she said.” Muriel — The spiteful thing! She is coming out now, waddling like a squaw duck. It is simply shame- ful, the remarks some peo- ple make down here !” Gladys—* Oh, isn't it, dear?” SERVED HIM RIGHT. SeTHERE was a man in the car this morning who persisted in reading the newspaper I was hold- ing,” said Mabel; “but I fixed him.” “ How?” “T turned to the full- page advertisement of bar- gain-sales of dress-goods.” THE YELLOW SYSTEM. COTE principle of yellow journalism,” explains the great editor, "is to write the biggest head-line pos- sible. For instance, we se- lect whatever news-story will best yield itself to the ejaculatory head- line and choose the type and ink that will best display the se! features of the story. “But,” says the visitor, “ what do you do when there happens to be a day when there is no news of sufficient importance to be handled in that way 2” “Oh, that's easy. head-lines than ever.” ational On such occasions we write bigger and redder i (i A HYPOCRITICAL “HOLLER.” Jim Jackson—"' Hab yo’ enny idee why Parson Clucks am harpin’ so continually ag’in de sin ob chickenstealin’ ?"" Deacon Bones—'*I reckon it am because ob so many new adepts gittin’ In de bizniss dat de parson am gittin’ mighty poor pickin’s fo" himse'f."* comicbooks.com