Judge, 1910-11-19 · page 17 of 24
Judge — November 19, 1910 — page 17: what you’re looking at
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This page contains multiple satirical pieces typical of early 20th-century American humor: **"Overheard Near the Kitchen Stove"**: A pun-based joke where "Miss Klinker" and "Miss Ash" (personified coal-related objects) are "grate friends"—playing on heating-fuel terminology. **"Songs You Haven't Heard in Vaudeville"**: A darkly comic poem about Long Island commuter rail tragedy. It mocks the romantic fantasy of waiting on Long Island while satirizing the brutal reality of the "Big Bridge rush"—a deadly commuter crowd. The final verse reveals the lover dies in the rush and is shipped home in a baggage car, with a real-estate sign eventually marking his grave. This critiques both dangerous commuting conditions and aggressive real-estate development consuming the landscape. **Other pieces**: Include gentle humor about Boy Scouts catching a father sneaking home late, and a satirical "library catalog" making puns on book titles (e.g., "My Wife. Second edition. Cheap"). **The school building cartoon**: Depicts children playing around a gas-powered schoolhouse, likely commenting on new educational technology or infrastructure. The overall tone reflects Progressive Era concerns: urban crowding, industrial danger, and social change.
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OVERHEARD NEAR THE KITCHEN STOVE. Mr. Coal—" Are you acquainted with Miss Klinker? "” Miss Ash—"' Indeed I am—she and I were ‘grate’ friends, once."” Songs You Haven't Heard in Vaudeville by EDMUND VANCE COOKE "Mid the Sand Hills of Long Island. ID THE sand hills of Long Island, Where the scrub oaks squatly grow, Where the real-estaters smile and Gentle zephyrs also blow, Oh, 'tis there my heart is mating, For she vowed she'd wait for me, And she’s waiting, waiting, waiting For the seven-forty-three. Chorus, Far out on Long Island she’s waiting for me. Be still, my heart, and hush! But, alas and alas! it looks blue to me, For I’m wondering what they will do to me, And I'm sure they will hand a few to me To-night in the Big Bridge rush. Worse than any football rooters, Worse than any miners’ mob Is that crowd of cruel commuters When it’s strictly on its job. He went down among the pile and He was numbered with the dead, And he reached that dear Long Island In the baggage car ahead. Chorus. Far out on Long Island she’s waiting still For the seven-forty-three. Her faith and her doubt are debating still, But her lover she'll never see. She does not know he is fast asleep Where the scraggly scrub oak blows, And out of the spot where they laid him deep A real-estate sign-post grows. One Good Result. 660, THANKS,”’ says the man with the grizzly mustache. ‘‘I'd like to in- dulge in a little game of poker to-night, but I think I'd best go home.’” “Nonsense !"’ says his friend. changed you all of a sudden?” ‘Well, you see, my son has joined the Boy Scouts, and the little rascal has be- come so shrewd that he can tell by where my hat is just what time I came in the night before.’” “*What’s JUDGE Smiles From a Second-hand Library Catalogue. By R. W. SNEDDON. TH Foreign Legion. Bound in Morocco. Angels’ Wings. The Race Problem. white drawings. Eusapio Palladino. Medium 8vo. The Compleat Angler. Net. The Gourmands’ Guide. 150 plates. Exquisitely produced. Lovely Woman. Cloth back and colored wrapper. Jingles and Jests. Fully illustrated. Le Monde. Demy 8vo. Edition de Luxe. Scarlet leather binding. The Aeronaut. Collected and ar- ranged by W. Bandage, M. D. Many cuts. My Wife. Second edition. Cheap. The Happy Sandwichman. Humor. Picture boards. The British Peerage. title page. Gilt top. The Princes of Europe. Smali crown. 8vo. The Motorist. Stout binding. Slightly soiled. Black and Foolscap 8vo. Decorative Round corners. Flat back. Conservation of Oratory. ITH all this concern for the conserva- tion of other national resources, why no effort to check the frightful waste of oratory? Arouse, fellow-countrymen, for the hour breeds peril! Reduce the number of congressmen, consolidate the churches, and make one Chautauqua Assembly grow where three grew before! — LER p ene 48~ A WARNING. “Let's take a walk, Mickey. I don't like de scenery around here."” A Fierce Fellow. By CHARLES © A mop of hair his head doth grace, JONES. Five dozen scars adorn his fa On both his ears and nose he wears Obtrusive guards, and so prepares To meet his fellows in the fray. Beneath his pads and sweater play A wealth of muscles, some folks say. Let's hope 'tis truth, for I'll be bound, Lest he be splattered on the ground. He'll need ’em all, his pads and strength, E’en though the game be short in length! Right good at breaking bones is he! O who can this fierce fellow be? Truth Leaks Out. LUE has been discovered in ice-cream. -News. Now we know why people stick to it so religiously. ad DO YOU GRASP IT? Why worry about the future of your children? They'll soon all have a ‘“high’’ school education comicbooks.com