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This page contains multiple short humorous pieces rather than a cohesive political cartoon. The sections include: **"The Coon's Lullaby"**: A dialectal poem, likely reflecting period racial stereotypes common to early 20th-century humor magazines. **"Right to the Claim"**: Satirizes overly enthusiastic romantic declarations, mocking men who exaggerate their partners' virtues with absurdly inflated praise. **"Judge's Favorites"** and other sections: Brief comic anecdotes about social situations—including jokes about teachers, professors, and domestic disputes. **"After the Séance"**: References spiritualism, a popular but often-mocked practice of the era, joking about séance participants and supernatural claims. The page lacks focused political satire, instead offering miscellaneous social humor typical of Judge's light satirical approach to everyday American life and contemporary fads.

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‘THE COON’S LULLABY. ]'S waitin’ 6" mah honey ter call fo" me ter-day j ‘Ter cum whar yo' is hidin’, down whar dey makin’ hay. T's longin’ fo! mah sweethaht—mah haht aun standin’ still, Ter heah her voice a-callin’, soft like de whip-o-will. Oh, sweethaht! yo’s mah honey ; yo’s waitin’ now fo’ me, Des’ like de honey-flower dat’s waitin’ fo! de bee. RIGHT TO THE CLAIM. THE enthusiastic lover is going over in detail the incomparable points of his lady-love. “She is perfect, she is divine! She is the most wonderful woman imaginable !" he exclaims, “She is one in a thousand—aye, ten thousand !" “Come, come!” we reply; “you must not be too extravagant. You know such claims "— “But,” he interrupts, smiling a smile of supe- riority and raising his voice in triumph, “ you have not heard all. She gets off a street-car the right way!” And we have nothing more to say against his claims. MUSICAL INFORMATION. S6]NOW.” said the teacher, “here are six flats. What do they represent ?” An apartment, mum,” answered the little son of Mr. Terence Muldoon, president of the janitors’ union. JUDGE'S FAVORITES, MISS JOSEPHINE SABEL. Upon the fence, with joy Intense And revelry that’s quite immense, Your picture we a-smiling see Upon the passing throng, care free. And as, alack! we all smile back, From Kickapoo to Hackensack, We overflow with glee, and crow ‘There'll soon be something, don'tyou know, A-doing here, when you appear, To soak each cheek with rapture’s tear. OF COURSE, oe HERES that article from Professor Re- surch on ‘The development of chi- ropody since the Elizabethan era,” says the magazine editor to his assistant. Is it interesting ?" asks the assistant. “Yes; but it is oddly arranged.” “ How so?” “There are two pages of the article and ten pages of foot-notes.” PARKER. SO YVHERE are you going, my pretty maid?” “I'm the second term, kind sir,” she ON TRIAL. said. 5 sc Mrs. Farmer—"' Come right Into the yard, my man “Then I won't marry you, my pretty maid.’ Weary Wracctes—'* Won't yer dog bite?”" Nobody asked you, sir!" she said. Mas. Farwter—" That's what I want to find out, We've only got him on trial.”* LONG DIVISION. 6+ MOST exalted darkness,” reported the cannibal chief's lord high chancellor, “the last storm delivered into our hands a ship-load of weath- er-forecasters. What are your wishes concerning their dispo- sition 2” “Ah,” replied the chief, “let them guess three times about the weather. If they hit it once they may go free; but if not"—he paused and swal- lowed in anticipation —« tell the cook to divide the prophets of the wreck.” THE NEWEST. LTHOUGH three moves are said to be equal to one AFTER THE SEANCE. fire, according to the newest “Now, Harold, you know that It hurt me more than It hurt you."* i : “Did eh? Well, fer an ordinary human bein’, you kin stand more punishment without yellin’ than anybody / Proverb one fashionable wed- ever saw." ding is equal to three fires. comicbooks.com