Judge, 1909-06-26 · page 4 of 21
Judge — June 26, 1909 — page 4: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
**Top Cartoon:** A scene at what appears to be a theater or garden venue satirizes confusion about produce. The dialogue mocks someone calling it a "roof garden" while claiming to see no garden—only peaches on stage. This likely references a specific New York establishment (possibly a rooftop theater) where the naming or marketing didn't match reality. **Poetry Section:** "To New York" is a nostalgic poem celebrating Manhattan's streets, parks, and landmarks (Battery Park, Great White Way). It contrasts romantic imagery of the city with a darker closing line about quieter, queer characters—likely social commentary on urban life's less glamorous aspects. **Lower Cartoons:** Brief humorous exchanges about singing haunting tunes and expensive social activities (poker parties). These appear to be genteel domestic humor typical of the era.
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Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.
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