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This page contains several brief satirical pieces typical of *Judge* magazine's style. The main cartoon "Two of a Kind" presents a dialogue between an Easter rabbit and a Teddy bear, each questioning how the other maintains credibility with children. The rabbit asks how the bear convinced children it's "naturally mild"; the bear counters by asking how a rabbit convinces children it comes from Easter eggs. The satire mocks how commercial mascots and holiday traditions rely on accepted fictions that don't withstand logical scrutiny. Other pieces target common social frustrations: a complainer always writing letters to the press; a hobo fabricating a distinguished father ("the Lord Knowsoo") to justify eating only "delicate viands"; and a domestic dispute where an unfaithful husband returns late from a bar fight, met with his wife's sarcasm. The humor relies on wordplay, Irish-dialect humor (popular period stereotyping), and satirizing everyday social pretense and dishonesty.

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ET a fluffy Easter rabbit With a gruffy Teddy bear. Quoth the rabbit, \ “Til not blab it If you'll tell me how and where You attained a reputation $a playmate sweetly mild. ulant elation, ed in adoration By a nature-loving child? Queered by bobtailed shambling bruins, Other idols mould in ruins. You're a crazy, faked-up habit!"” Quoth the rabbit, DE MORTUIS. 66 QAAN they fix the blame for that trolley accident?” “No; neither motorman was killed.” WARNING, E'S always writing letters to the press, By lamentation and ill-nature led. Full of complaint is he, and peevishn Look not upon the whine when it is LORD KNOWSOO. HOBO called ‘ Poor Excuse wouldn't work, met his friend, » he Flannel A Shirt," who shrank from washing, hovering over a fire; and, in order to avoid hustling up some wood to replenish the same, he made himself entertaining. During the relation of the following “AT LAST 1 KNOW ‘i EGG’ CONTAL SPIRITUAL INFORMATION. 66 AHA!” said the Pullman fr, as he drew the n under the pas- learned sengy the secret of his berth."" NOT THEY. Knicker pay to be poli ** Itdoesn’t always Rocker aut hogs are never sugar- PICKED UP IN THE STREET. the market aver 1 see is pickin’ up.” Weaver up all L had last week. Picked TWO OF A KIND. Now, the rabbit and the Teddy ‘Truly chummy were, and so Grinned the Teddy, ** On the steady, I'll not give away the show If you'll whisper, confidential, How you, with two pairs of legs, And a tail inconsequential, Bluff the kids that your essential Being comes from Easter eggs. For it hits me on the funny That a fowl should hatch a bunny You're a dandy bird already !"" Laughed the Teddie, P. MOXON EASY. Wyld—*You didn’t find it difficult, then?” Highee—"* Why, it was as casy as falling off the water-wagon.” anecdote, he shared the fire without sharing the trouble of maintaining it. “1 got all I could eat in that burg, I got it easy. ‘Lady,’ I says, ‘1 cannot work, and I can only eat the most delicate viands, which, seein’ who my father wa: and nough.” * And who was your fath: lady, handin’ out a pie. says “My father I, impressive like, ‘the Lord Knowsoo. 0 o'clock came bell sounde Be th’ shade jewed th ADMONISHED. Y Saturday night Pat Dougherty an- nounced that he should call upon a sick friend, Accordingly, he gave his money to his wife . Nine twe thre still he did not return, At five in the morning the ight!" gasped Mrs. Dougherty , who, with head tightly band- Jone in court plaster, limped painfully ay St. Pathrick, Moi ttered figure of her a sling, and his right room, ‘“ Phwat happened to y * Chris Schultz hod a little argymint down at Flan “Argymint, is it? An’ th’ loikes av yez be afther gittin’ licked be wan thim weasel-faced, shpindle-shanked Dutehmin?”” “ Whisht, Maggie!” returned Mike softly. th’ dead."” as shi aged, one arm in into th “MM an's."* * Niver shpake disreshpictful av rt AS GOOD AS THE “Ob, F don't know. WCF 786NNC BEST OF ‘THEM She ain't got anything on me! comicbooks.com