Judge, 1906-09-15 · page 6 of 16
Judge — September 15, 1906 — page 6: what you’re looking at
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This humorous piece mocks a literary society meeting disrupted by a neighbor's loud outdoor commands to her son. Miss Quipley attempts to read the sentimental poem "Curfew Shall Not Ring To-night" indoors while the neighbor repeatedly shouts "GO ON!" from the porch, creating unintended comedy through the collision of genteel indoor culture with working-class domestic chaos. The satire targets the pretentiousness of small-town "literary societies" and the futility of refined entertainment when disrupted by ordinary neighborhood life. The audience finds this accidental humor hilarious—Miss Quipley abandons the reading in embarrassment. The page also includes unrelated cartoons: "Deep-Sea Ballooning" (mocking aviation safety), a meat-packing industry joke, and "A House-Boat Party on the River Nile," likely satirizing upper-class travel aspirations.
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“GO ON, | TELL YOU—GO ON !" “Well, I declare! Shall I go on, Mrs. Thurber 2” “Oh, yes, please— go on, please. Never mind.” “GO ON! GIT! GO ON: England's sun was slow" "— “GOON! DON'T STOP! GOON “Well, well! I'd better wait, I guess.” “Oh, no; go on, please. We are all so anxious to hear you. Go CURFEW DID NOT RING. THE Pinhook Literary Society met at the home of Mrs. Hoffer yesterday, and a part of the entertainment programme was to be a reading of + Curfew Shall Not Ring To-night " by Miss Quipley, third- and fourth-grade teach- er in the public school. She had just risen to her feet to commence when one of the ladies present, and who lives next door, noticed her youngest son strolling slowly along the middle of the street, and went out on the porch to hurry him along home, disregarding the fact that her loud-voiced commands to him interfered with the reading indoors. «+ England's sun was slowly setting '"—— said Miss Quipley, and she was then interrupted by the loud command from the porch, “GO ON—go on You'll catch Miss Quipley paused and, turning to the pres- ident, Mrs. Thurber, said, “Shall I go on?” “Oh, yes,” said the president. ‘Go on, please.” GO ON—GO ON 1" from outdoors. “+ England's sun was slowly set’ “GOON! Hustle, now! Go on!" . «Shall I goon, Mrs. = LOGICALLY. Thurber 2" “Oh, yes; certain. DEEP-SEA BALLOONING. Go on, please.” A new danger for the mariner when the air-ship lines are established. OON ! SCOOT ! and came the insistent voice from the porch. rapidly approaching the spoiled stage the stuff is minced, potted, and . please, Miss Quipley,” begged the president of the - called chicken.” Waggsby—" That is, when it becomes foul they label it chicken.” NOW! GOON! At this moment there was a burst of gig- gling from some of the younger members. Miss Quipley, with a very red face, sat down with great emphasis, and that part of the programme was omitted. oma j. raxxex. Nagysby—" They tell me that when the packers find a lot of beef pork offal that is society. ++ +England’s sun was slowly set’"—— But the reading was stopped again by the voice from the porch, GALLANTRY demands that a homely girl always takes after her father. 5 A HOUSE-BOAT PARTY ON THE RIVER NILE. comicbooks.com