Judge, 1910-06-04 · page 3 of 16
Judge — June 4, 1910 — page 3: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page contains three literary pieces and illustrations unrelated to politics. **"Off in the Stilly Night"** is a melancholic poem about memories and loss, accompanied by an illustration of a woman's face in profile. **"Truisms"** offers philosophical observations about human nature, money, and character—general social commentary rather than political satire. **"Bride and Groom"** humorously describes a newlywed couple and their modest circumstances. **"The Original Shoppers"** is a whimsical poem about window shoppers, illustrated with a sketch of people examining store displays. The bottom illustration, "Haste Is Paste," appears to be a social scene with a caption referencing Professor Padern and a "boxed diamond"—likely a humorous anecdote about deception or hasty judgment. This page focuses on light humor and verse rather than political commentary.
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OFT IN THE STILLY NIGHT. (With apologies to Moore.) By C. LESLIE VAN EVERY: FT_IN the stilly night, Ere slumber’s chain has bound me, Loud yowling brings the light Of cats a-fightin’ round me; The growls, the spits Of feline fits, The phrases I then mutter, The shoes that sail Tell many a tale; The fight ends with a flutter. Thus, in the stilly night, Ere slumber’s chain has bound me, Loud yowling brings the light Of cats a-fightin’ round me. When I remember all The cats, so grouped together, I've seen around me fall Like leaves in wintry weather, I feel like one Who treads alone Some prison cell deserted, Whose guards are fled, Whose jailer dead, And all but me departed. Oft in the stilly night, Ere slumber’s chain has bound me, Loud yowling brings the light Of cats a-fightin’ round me. TRUISMS. BECAUSE a woman is short on pin- money doesn’t mean that she will be short on long hat-pins. You can’t tell by the way a man treats his books how he would treat a book agent. When a young man doesn’t know what to say he is apt to say what he afterward knows he should not have said, There are men whose lives are like an open book, and others whose lives are like a closed pocket-book. Our national tune seems to be the cartoon. ay, Bob, what are the ladies hurrying away for?’’ HASTE ““ Why, you see, that 's Professor Pastem, the great gem expert vs, NUMBER PASTE, BRIDE AND GROOM. HE CARRIES two new grips and two umbrellas. He offers her his arm. She carries nothing but a box of candy, and invariably wears a small hat, a veil, and a corsage bouquet. He's clean shaven, and weurs, besides immaculate linen, a care-worn, worried expression. He pulls out his watch, presumably to see how much of the honeymoon is left. When he registers at the hotel, the “and wife’ is written twice as large as his own name. She never fails to ask how many lumps of sugar he takes in his coffee. THE ORIGINAL SHOPPERS. by WILLIAM J. BURTSCHER HEN nudity passed Out of style, They walked about The garden awhile. Before each tree They made a stop, To see what leaves It had in stock. Some were too green, And some too brown; Some were too long, And some too round. But they found the shape ‘That suited best, And it was not long Till they were drest. ui rm He knows a bogus diamond as soon as he sees it, and he says so."* comicbooks.com