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This page from *Judge* magazine is primarily **satirical humor content**, not political commentary. The main satire targets **absurd high-society pretension and gender dynamics of the Gilded Age**. **Key content:** 1. **"Judge's Lady's Cook-Book"** mocks wealthy women's frivolous tastes by presenting deliberately inedible "recipes" using toxic materials (charcoal, borax, ammonia, brimstone) and ridiculous ingredients (putty, sawdust, dog-berries). The joke: fashionable society recipes are so pretentious they're literally poisonous. 2. **Domestic humor sketches** satirize marriage and gender roles—wives controlling husbands' clothing space, men escaping to clubs to avoid "home atmosphere," newlyweds losing wardrobe over time. 3. The **poem "The Sky-Scraper"** humorously compares modern American buildings to ancient Egyptian monuments, noting that even grand structures get defaced by commercial advertisements and populated by working-class employees. The overall theme: mockery of wealthy affectation, marital inequality, and American materialism. Typical *Judge* magazine content of the era.

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FROM JUDGE'S LADY’S COOK-BOOK. By Paria Marlon, Charcoal Puffs.—One-half cup of pow- dered charcoal, two teaspoonfuls of sweet- oil. Strain through white peau de soie, and add one pinch of snuff. Fry in silver gem-pans set with rubies and serve hot, sprinkled with powdered borax. Garnish with pea-coal. Putty-to Crequettes.—Take one quart of pulverized baked potato, one teaspoonful of cider, putty the size of an egg, and mix thor- oughly. Season with the juice of six man- goes and a pinch of orris-root. Mix thoroughly and mould in pipe-bowls. Roll in sawdust and fry in deep fat. Banana @ la Créme.—Take six ripe bananas. Knock the stuffing out of them and remove the seeds, which should be saved for poultices. Mix with the pulp a jar of cold cream, sweetened to taste. Add slowly one quart of cold molasses. Sit on stove and stir constantly When done place in banana-skins, tie with purple chenille (for color effect), and serve hot. Dainty Dessert.—One quart of warm ice-water, mixed with five pounds of red mortar. Add a pinch of brick- dust. Stir in four cups of dog-berries. Freeze in a double boiler and serve in SOCIETY NOTE. Mrs. Rounder moves only in the most artistic circles, set tubs, Delicatessen Punch.—Take the juice of one cucumber. Mix with one pint of thin cream. Shred the leaves of ten brussels sprouts, saute in cod-liver oil, mix with above, and set in the oven to cool, When ready stir into it vigorously with the left hand a quart of household ammonia. Add a dash of listerine. For a Light Lunch.—Take the brimstone from a box of Portland matches. Grate small and dissolve in a can of luminous paint. Add a teaspoonful of sulphur, Stir in one quart of electric currents. Serve in gas-globes in a darkened room, with a border of candle-stubs arranged about the base of each globe. NOTHING NEW. Farmer Green—« Say, Neighbor Jones raised such a big pumpkin that he cut it in half and made two cradles out of it for his twins. City boarder—« That's nothing. Down in the city we often have three cops asleep on a single beat.” IN THE MAJORITY. First vermiform appendix— People are trying to get rid of us. Second vermiform appendix —s Yes ; but we are still in the majority.” RELIEF FROM HOME ATMOSPHERE “Do you spend much time at the club?" “Yes. One tires of the atmosphere at home.” ‘THE SKY-SCRAPER. ONCE Menés raised his time-enduring pile At Memphis (Egypt—no, not Tennessee !), And Thotmes’ dome of Karnak, proud and free, At Thebes could be discerned for many a mile. Old Khufu built his pyramid in style, Where, even to-day, the Lill-poster in glee Sticks on the corset-ad. right merrilee And knocks tradition cold with vandal smile. Mere pigmies! From sky-scrapers we descry, For many a circling parasang below, The fair terrain in sloping waves of green. The barber at the base his craft doth ply, The waiter near the roof rakes in the “dough.” While millionaires are sandwiched in between. no ‘THE VOICE OF EXPERIENCE. Newlywed—“ My wife only allows me three hooks in the closet to hang my clothes on.” Oletimer—« Don't worry. Before you've been married long ‘one hook will be enough for all your wardrobe.” FIRED. JWVHEN papa gets his temper up Git ANYTHING FOR A DINNER. Miss Reanawt—"' What'll you do if I give you your dinner?” Arrrut Ixe—" Are you married, ma'am, or single?” Miss Rewnanr (seve) “i'm a single woman.” Young men plunge toward the sky; And thus they prove the adage old That sparks will upward fy. FAILED TO PLEASE. Mrs, Smawt—« What! you have had fourteen cooks in three weeks 2" Mrs, Tawt—« Yes ; and fan- cy, I didn’t please any of them!" QUITE A BLOW. STOUT man who lived in Savan- nah Was using a blood-red bandanna. In the field where he stood ‘Was a bull of bad mood— rely) Antrut Ine (insinuatingly)—"* 1 might.make you a matrimonial proposition. I'd do most anyt’ing fer a good feed." And the blow was felt clear to Havana. comicbooks.com