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Judge — May 23, 1908 — page 6: Judge, 1908-05-23

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**Top Cartoon - "His First Four Aces":** A humorous scene depicting a man (Jones) playing cards while experiencing paranoia or guilt—he perceives the other players and even the cards themselves as having eyes watching him. The joke plays on the expression "four aces" (a winning hand) while suggesting he feels scrutinized, likely implying dishonest play or nervous guilt about cheating. **Middle Section - "Her Husband's Ashes":** Social satire about a widow visiting her late husband's former mistress. The hostess tactlessly seats the widow next to a copper urn containing "John Christy Doring's ashes" (1865-1900), then offers her another chair, appearing oblivious or deliberately cruel. The humor derives from the awkward situation and the widow's dawning realization of her husband's infidelity. **"Spring Fever"** (right column): A dialect poem about schoolchildren, particularly emphasizing restless youth wanting to escape school for outdoor activities—fishing and mischief rather than studying. **Bottom section:** Appears to be a comic strip sequence showing cupid-related scenarios, though details are unclear in this reproduction.

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