Judge, 1905-10-07 · page 3 of 16
Judge — October 7, 1905 — page 3: what you’re looking at
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The top cartoon titled "ADMIRATION" depicts a well-dressed woman observing two boys outside what appears to be a "Dry Goods" store. The caption reads: "Say, Red, I'd go up an' empty her ashes ev'ry mornin', an' do it fer nuthin'." This is a joke about boys competing for a girl's attention through offers of domestic labor—satirizing young male courtship behavior and the performative nature of adolescent admiration. The remainder of the page consists of humorous verse and short jokes typical of Judge magazine's satirical content, including pieces on "Possum Time," Kansas life, a dude's weight complaint, and various witticisms. The material reflects early 20th-century American humor focused on regional dialects, class differences, and everyday social situations rather than explicit political commentary.
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Dre DR Geet c ADMIRATION. ** Say, Red, I'd go up an’ empty her ashes ev'ry mornin’, an‘ do it fer nuttin’. "POSSUM TIME. E fros’ is on de ‘simmon ‘An’ de leaves is comin’ down ; De mis’ is in de hollows An’ de grass is turnin’ brown. De air is full ob tickles An’ de nights is col’ an’ clear, An’ all de signs an’ omuns Show dat ‘possum time is near. "Cuz de fros’ mus’ tech de ‘possum "Fo! de ‘possum ’s fit ter eat ; But when de muscadines is ripe De ‘possum sho’ is meat. Firs’ yo take ol Boze an’ ketch ‘im, Den yo’ takes an’ scal’s him white ; Den yo’ puts 'im in de oven, But yo’ sho’ mus’ cook ‘im right. Yo' fills de pan wid yelluh yams An’ lets dem soak up grease, hen yo" tase’s dat "possum 'r min’ is sho’ at peace. Dey is meat fo’ de nigger, Dey is bones fo' de houn’ ; Dey is gravy fo' de baby— Plenty ter go roun’. De fros’ is on de ‘simmons, De leaves has lef de trees. Dis nigger sho’ is wuflless, "Cuz ‘possum ‘s all he sees. nex now. TOO FAR. Altox—« Some people carry a joke too far.” Balton— Yes. Old Puntoon carried one of his to twelve differ- ent newspapers and couldn't sell it then.” TO THE POINT. SSE OW, could you tell it was classical music ?” ** Because I didn't like it.” IN KANSAS, New Englander (visiting in Kansas)—« Why don't you raise punkins out here 2" Kansan— We tried it, but the soil is too rich for ‘em. The vines grew so fast that the punkins got all skinned up draggin’ over the ground.” A DUDE'S WEIGHT. . S:JUST weigh me, pwease,” said the dude To the man who weighed for mon. “ Aw—what do Ah weigh, mah good fellah?” Said the man, “Just one simple-ton."" A MODERN BIOGRAPHY. BORN—n0t 50 very long ago. Lives—in palace, yacht, city, country. At 15 was earning $ 3 per 7 ee 5 “18 10 “20 20 to 25 35 50 « * 30 500 At this point in our hero's career a great change occurred. Hitherto he had gone after the mon. Now he ceased to go after it, and an enthusiastic public began to bring it to him in wagons, ash-< carts, freight-cars, and other vehicles. Henceforth the record stands like this : At 35 income $ 50,000 a year “37% 250,000" "38". 500,000" « But why should such familiar matter be retailed to the public? It all comes out in the investigation. , 2 comicbooks.com