Judge, 1906-09-15 · page 7 of 16
Judge — September 15, 1906 — page 7: what you’re looking at
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This page contains three distinct pieces of humor: **"Complimentary"** (top): A simple romantic joke where a man flatters a woman by saying her conversation brightens even dull days—transparent flattery presented as genuine compliment. **"Anecdotes of the Bishop of Algoma"** (main text with illustrations): Humorous stories about Dr. Sullivan, Bishop of Algoma (a real Canadian diocese). The anecdotes illustrate the bishop's wit and encounters with religious practice in remote northern Canada: 1. A mix-up where the bishop and archdeacon nearly swap beds, with the archdeacon unknowingly prepared for measles exposure 2. An old woman repeatedly seeking confirmation for rheumatism rather than spiritual reasons, misunderstanding the sacrament as a cure The satire mocks both ecclesiastical formality and rural religious folk's superstitious misunderstanding of church rituals. **"Kept His Promise"** (bottom cartoons): Depicts a man named Harry who promised frequent letters but instead sends repeated eviction/debt notices—ironic "keeping" of a promise through unwanted correspondence.
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COMPLIMENTARY. ‘Sne—" What a dull day it is!" He—" Do you know, Miss Jenkins, no matter how dull the day is, five minutes of your conversation makes it seem comparatively bright to me.”" ANECDOTES OF THE BISHOP OF ALGOMA. HE late Dr. Sullivan, Bishop of Algoma, was a noted raconteur of amusing incidents, most of which were chapters from his own ex- nerience during a long and popular episcopate in the wilds of northern canada. Among other humorous experiences related by him during an evening spent in his company was one concerning himself and his archdeacon, who had been off on a long itinerary through the more unsettled parts of his ju: isdiction, The bishop and his companion arrived late one evening at a fatm- er’s house, and were pressed in a friendly way to stay the night, on the condition that the bishop was not afraid of measles, from which one of the children had just been recovering. The bishop said nothing, but when they retired for the night to the only bedroom in the house he remarked to the archdeacon that he had never had the measles. “Well, then,” insisted the archdeacon, “you had better sleep in the bed on the floor, for I know that one in the bedstead there is the one in which the child was ill."* have noticed her. However, when the bishop made his next visitation, sure enough the minister noticed the same old lady coming up the aisle, and, as she drew near the rail he caught her gently by the sleeve and pulling her aside quietly, asked her if she had not been confirmed the last time the bishop was there. “Oh, Lor’ bless ye! yes, sor. I always get confirmed every time the dear man comes along. “And how many times have you been confirmed ?” inquired the minister nervously. “+ About seven times, sor,” replied the old lady. ‘And what makes you want to get confirmed so often? Don't you know this sacred rite is given only once ?" “Oh, for the rheumatiz, sor—for the rheumatiz Ir courtship wasn't such a pose, marriage wouldn't be such a failure. The bishop acquiesced and did accordingly. Next morning, during breakfast, the bishop let out the fact of his never having been inoculated to the malady, when the farmer’s wife broke in with the consoling assurance that his lordship need not be alarmed, for she knew the archdeacon had had the measles, and, not being sure of the bishop, she had made up a new bed for him in the bed- stead, placing the one in which the child had been ill on the floor for the archdeacon. ‘The bishop further related a strange phase of religious faith that had come under his observa- tion. He had visited a certain town regularly for many years to administer the rite of confirma- tion, and at last became impressed with the fact that a peculiar-look- ing old lady always showed up among the candidates for confir- mation in that town, so he men- tioned his impression to the mis- sionary, who appeared never to Harry promised that they would hear from him often. KEPT HIS PROMISE, And they did. comicbooks.com