Judge, 1907-03-09 · page 16 of 16
Judge — March 9, 1907 — page 16: what you’re looking at
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This satirical comic strip mocks upper-class affectation and foolishness. "Nervy Nat," a wealthy dandy (identifiable by his top hat and affected speech), decides hunting in the countryside is passé and declares he'll hunt in the city instead—treating urban residents as game animals. The joke escalates absurdly: he attempts to shoot a woman (calling her a "wild ass"), mistakes a lady for a "dear," hunts an imaginary "man-chewing mountain-lion," and accidentally shoots a man's trousers. The humor targets the ridiculousness of bored aristocrats seeking novelty and their obliviousness to actual harm caused by their capricious pursuits. The final panel references "Cadue," likely a servant, who responds with exasperation to Nat's chaos. The satire critiques wealthy dilettantes who treat serious matters (and people) as entertainment, showing how their careless frivolity endangers ordinary citizens.
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1. Nexvy Nat—"'It's such a beastly common thing to hunt In the country. 2. Nexvy Nat—" Missed it! Oh, pershaw! It was rather a nicely-marked Lintend to open up anew field. There are slews of animals in town. I'm specimen, too. Well, there will be other game along presently. I'm rather going to take a pop at some of the species. Ah, here comes a wild ass. I'll glad | missed this one, after all, because it can't be good to eat, and I wouldn't ambush myself in yon porte-cochere “— have the time to have it stuffed and mounted "— —" é od Menge Nore shy Nglte santé, mademolselle! You are certainly a dear, 4. Nexvy Nat—" Aha! a man-chewing mountain-lion! He looks exceeding but one does not shoot dears ifone knows one’s business. “Pass on, ob, beau guilty. I'll bet he has devoured five or six orphans this morning. Your time {fous fawn! though gosh-to-goodness knows one wishes one had a dear-park has come, old man—your sanguinary career comes to an abrupt end right for ho wae mene fast-foodish, Hope it doesn't spoil my aim here. Hold up that wicked head and I'll blow a tunnel through you that will : make the Simplon look like a mere perforation "— 5. _Nervy Nat—"' Oh, prunes and rice! oh, hi ; ae nN Ped, Cae snd roa <ghherrora and then some! {bee ner StReNT Canye—"Tonnérel I sink you one t'ousand years get at labor spoiled my aim. I hope those are not your only pair of trousers. | have a i 1 Nervy Nat—"'Cadue, I hi very neat pair over at my hotel you can wear, old i thetk'd touch tiers Lees tae are mamma AN | TAT nest akc over at my hota 7 wear, old chap, if you will, while you manner. hardly see that there’s rach more inode tf you cast coe — th ing your remarks with coarse and crude invective, pray be silent. . COPYRIGHT 1907 BY JV00E COMPANY PUBLONERD 270 FOURTH AVE EW YORK a NERVY NAT GOES A-HUNTING IN THE CITY, Nort ~The First Series of Nervy Nat's Adventures is novo ready, handiom id, in book form. Lyi comicbooks.com