Judge, 1907-03-16 · page 16 of 16
Judge — March 16, 1907 — page 16: what you’re looking at
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This six-panel comic strip follows an Irish character named "Nervy Nat" causing chaos in Paris on Saint Patrick's Day. The humor centers on Irish stereotypes: Nat is portrayed as drunk, accident-prone, and obsessed with Irish identity. Key elements include: - **Panel 1-2**: Nat invents contraptions and drives recklessly, speaking in exaggerated Irish dialect - **Panel 3**: He causes a "sea-green cloudburst" of mint liqueur, calling out to "sons, daughters and brothers-in-law of the emerald isle" - **Panel 5**: A Frenchman ("Sergeant Caduc") asks why Nat is "green like grasses"—referring to both the mint disaster and Irish association with green - **Panel 6**: A press representative asks how Nat expects news without reading papers The satire mocks both Irish-American stereotypes (heavy drinking, recklessness, ethnic pride) and satirizes the American press. The A.P.A. reference (panel 2) alludes to anti-immigrant sentiment, making this simultaneously anti-Irish and critical of nativism.
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1, Nervy Nat—" There! that shows what one can do with a trunk and a 2. Nervy Mat—"" Hi, there, yellow mut! don't you hear my horn? |: few boards if one has some choice. selected brains. One ounce of invention going to drive everything with that A. P. A. color off the Boulevards. | gue is worth a pound of lima beans. I believe Shakespeare got that off after din- \ must have a dash of Hibernian bleed in my make-up. That's the only way ner, Ill fill up the tank with maraschino and start her up. Saint Patrick ' can account for my getting taken this way every March seventeenth * shall not be forgotten in Paris.” 3. Nervy Nat—' Holy decanters’ {can't work the bally rudder. And, by his is either the end of the world or its gorry! it's a wagon-load of green mint I'm aiming at. Parisians and étran- the beginning. No; it can’t be, either—it's too rough. | know what it is—I fers, get your umberels! There's a sea-green cloudburst due in three umphs am the Czar of Russia and it’s Sunday afternoon, Iam having a quiet game of a second. Sons, daughters and brothers-in-law of the emerald isle, gather of parchesi with the Grand Duke Barberitchski. Barb, old man, it’s your pe ©. Sencent Caduc—" How is it zat it Is zat you are green like grasses— 5. Nervy Nat—He-e-elp! Cant any one see it's raining green mint I'm being drowned and inebriated both at the same time. Oh, Caduc! Ca- yes?’ Nervy Nat—"" Great associated press! how can you expect to know thes do-0-0-0-c! don’t be so darned punctilious. Don’t wait for the sixth picture— things when you don't read the papers ?"” come and get me now—NOW!” (COPrmaNT 1907 BY JVOGE COMPANY PUBLIONERS 228 FOURTH AVE. KEW YORK NERVY NAT OBSERVES SAINT PATRICK'S DAY IN PARIS. comicbooks.com