Judge, 1905-05-20 · page 7 of 16
Judge — May 20, 1905 — page 7: what you’re looking at
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This page contains humorous anecdotes about children's innocent misunderstandings, plus political commentary about corruption. **The children's stories** satirize how young children hilariously misinterpret adult concepts: a girl thinks raw chickens exist only in the countryside; another child invokes prayer to justify stealing candy; a third fears spanking in a chicken-house will traumatize the poultry. **The significant political content** appears in the bottom section titled "Farmer Gives His Impressions on 'Grafting.'" A rural farmer (depicted with ethnic dialect, likely German-American) describes selling his farm while complaining of its problems—skunks, dead animals, a swindler neighbor. **The satire targets political corruption**: Mr. Warmleigh (a politician) interviews constituents about "graft" (political corruption/bribery), while the farmer's rambling story serves as commentary—suggesting rural Americans recognize grafting and manipulation when they see it. The farmer's final statement to Warmleigh essentially warns the politician that honest people cannot be corrupted: "ye can't work yer graft game on me." The page mocks both rural immigrant perspectives and urban political dishonesty.
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QUAINTNESS OF CHILDREN. REALLY RAW CHICKENS, IVE-YEAR-OLD. Elsie had never seen chickens except as they are served at dinner until she was taken to the country one When she returned she w full of information, Papa,” she began saw really raw chickens, PRACTICAL DEVOTION Susan's mother had placed a dish of bonbons on the top of the piano, where she supposed it would be out of her daughter's reach. Returning a little later, she found her precocious thre year-old seated on the floor reyaling herself with the captured. prize © Why, Susan, how did you get the candy 2" asked the astonished mother, “Oh, climbed on the stool and then on the piano; then I said, If Edie before wake I pray the Lord my soul Sand got the candy.” DOROTHY'S PERIL, One day, when Doro- thy’s mother was readi to the little maid, she came Why did he marry her?" to the word © gravitation To cut down expen: She explained the meaning of it, but thought the child would forget it tonished when, a few days later, 1 Consequently she was as athy came running in, exelaimin “Oh, mamma! it’s a good thing for me there's a law of sgravita tion or Fd have tumbled head over heels into heaven just now.” SCARED THE POULTRY, Winnifred had been disobedient, and her mother led her into the chicken-house near by. Amid apprehensive cries from the child and alarmed cackles from the hens, the punishment corporeal bean, Hut soon Wint looked up at her mother appeals “Mamma,” she asked in a gently chiding: manner, you think this frightens the chickens too much 2" RMER GIVE ood-morning, Mr. Warmleigh pro: { agriculture that | would interview some of my consti ject of graft a AD TO CUT EXPENSES. FARM FOR SALE. E CAME. disconsolately to our door in the early morning, the sweet odors of the hayloft and the cow-barn clinging to him, and in a voice gently sweet and sadly musical he asked us if we did not wish to buy his farm. We told him no, not jy. not assertively nor vindictively, hut sorrowfully and decisively, no, not, nit. «While he possible purchaser, he told us the farm was At, and so fertile that a calf turned into the meadows at night was a cow by morning ; but aw in usa when he found we were firmly against buying he be- an to grow confidential, “Lvink [sell him all right, but she ain't no goot,” he murmured. “1 py der tam place more as a year since alretty, but she no goot. Feller mit a mole on der chin sell him tome. He say I nefer regret it, und 1 say," Vy you sell ouidt, eh ?* Den he say his healt’ nicht goot, und he go ‘vay to der Hot Springs py der vest, ain'd it?) Vell, E pay t'ree hundert Poller und take Ka- He couldi't afford to court her any longer." trina und der kits und ve 4:0 oop und lifon der farm, Und say! she vas vun dandy blice — vot you call vun_ lallypo Lucy, eh?" urging laugh, he edged closer to us and said oonks. Ve haf skoonks unter der kitchen, und some nore skoonks unter der parn, und zwei skoonks died alretty in der vell, : moncys on der blace, but he +E don't finance no shmell like dot,” he say. No py der farm, eh?" he concluded sorrowfully, bt aman to come ofer to lent me se It avay “Vell, 1 go sell him to Lain‘d der vun fool, yes? Dere is anudder vun some- 41S IMPRESSIONS ON “GRAFTING. Mr. Waraieic—" Certainly! An’ | hope | have conveyed the Impres- sion thet ye can t work yer graft game on me, See?* comicbooks.com