Judge, 1907-12-21 · page 6 of 16
Judge — December 21, 1907 — page 6: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
The top section features illegible hieroglyphic-style imagery—likely a visual joke playing on "Egyptian" themes popular in early 20th-century entertainment, though the specific satire is unclear from the degraded image. Below are three humor pieces: **"Taking the Part Well"**: Contrasts old-fashioned Santa ("Donner und Blitzen") with modern Santa, who curses ("Thunder and Lightning") while stumbling—mocking how even supposedly wholesome Christmas figures are becoming crude and undignified. **"Same Old Joke"**: A tired exchange between two working-class characters about the difference between "new" and "old" cider, culminating in a crude joke about acid and fermentation. It satirizes recycled, low-brow humor. **"As to Toes"**: A sentimental poem about a woman's feet and mistletoes that takes a dark turn when her father's intervention causes injury—poking fun at sentimental holiday verse. The page combines lowbrow comedy with gentle social satire about class, manners, and degrading standards.
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Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.
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