Judge, 1904-11-05 · page 6 of 16
Judge — November 5, 1904 — page 6: what you’re looking at
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The page contains several satirical pieces targeting early 20th-century politics and society: **"The Way Out of It"** mocks imperial Russian finances—an emperor with an empty treasury and massive tax arrears "solves" bankruptcy by calling a peace conference to reduce naval spending, then smugly congratulates himself ("Saved by a length"). **"Well Qualified"** satirizes nepotism in campaign management: a woman organist, recently elected to a church position, is somehow entrusted managing a political campaign. **"The Man Behind"** is a poem celebrating the ordinary worker ("the man behind the gun," "loom," "plow") over the man who fails to keep pace with modern times. **"This Serum Business"** jokes about tetanus antitoxin treatments: a doctor treats lockjaw by drawing serum from the patient's wife's infected jaw, curing the husband but leaving the wife permanently afflicted—presented as comedic family happiness. **"In Jungleland"** shows a police van joke about a captured criminal. The cartoons use racist caricature conventions typical of the era.
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‘THE WAY OUT OF IT. JT was midnight. The emperor sat puz- zling over the naval budgét for the coming year. “The royal treasury is empty, your majesty,” said the chancellor of the ex- chequer gravely, “and the taxes are. twenty-eight months in arrears, We are bankrupt.” “ You may cali a peace- conference to consider the question of universal dis- armament,” said the em- peror, “and reduce the naval estimate by twenty million roubles.” He turned away wearily, “Saved by a length,” he whispered. ‘WELL QUALIFIED. 4675S it possible that you intrusted the management of your cam- paign to & woman “It is; and don't you worry about it. The lady just recently got herself elected organist of one of the most populous churches in this town.” have SUCH IS LIFE, CCONFLICTIN’ interests is all that makes the world go ‘round, but some- times they make things hard to understand, One'day | landed in a port and went up the town’s main street It had jest turned snappin’ cold. A chap was lyin gaspin’ on the sidewalk, full of woe and old carbolic. ‘ What ails him 2?” Tinquired. * He kept a soda-water fountain,” was the answer, “and this here weather has ruined of his busine: A ways further down the street I see another feller dancin’, and singin’ out “ Old Hundred” at the top notch of his voice. What makes that chap so happy?" I inquired.“ Why, that feller is a furrier,” was the prompt reply. “ Why don't he stop ?”” ON THE OCEAN-LINER. “ He's been running after that girl for six months.”* “* He's afraid if he does she'll be running after him." “come down with lockjaw. = THE MAN BEHIND. THERES the man behind the gun, And the man behind the loom ; ‘There's the man ‘behind the stove, And the man behind the boom. There's the man behind the bank, And the man behind the till ; There's the man behind the club, And the man behind the quill. ‘There's the man behind the horse, And the man behind the cow; ‘There's the man behind the hoe, And the man behind the plow. There's the man behind the fist, And the man behind the curse ; ‘There's the man behind the pick, And the man behind the hearse. There's the man behind the jokes, And the man behind the rhymes ; But I'd rather be behind them all Than the man behind the times. Jox comm, THIS SERUM BUSINESS. ODERN science is real marvelous. _ For in- stance, this serum business is fine for doctors. I know one. He doctored Cyrus Peck antl all his folks. Cy is a mighty good old chap. He Doc. he drew some serum from his wife's uncommon busy jaws and pumped it into him, It loosened of him up right quick, but, ‘fore it did, Doc. tapped his cheek and got enough of lockjaw juice to fix up Mrs, Cy with a slight attack that will last her all her life. That family is happy, now, for the first time since Mrs. Cy first got her breath after the excitement of the weddin’ ceremony, forty year ago. Eo = \ . Ye?s WY SS N IN JUNGLELAND. Mr. Orano—** Officer, can you tell me who that individual is in the van ?"" Orricen—“* Oh, that's ‘second-story man we pulled in last night." comicbooks.com