Judge, 1911-08-12 · page 10 of 24
Judge — August 12, 1911 — page 10: what you’re looking at
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This page contains several satirical pieces mocking New York society and American regional stereotypes: **"New York Fancies"** parodies Tennyson's "The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock," claiming New Yorkers are uniquely obsessed with their city itself—unlike other cities fixated on food (Boston's beans, Milwaukee's beer, Philadelphia's snails). **The joke pieces** include barbs at wealth and marriage: a bride-elect criticized for lacking "common sense," and a husband whose wife spends money abroad while he stays in town. **"A B C of New York"** is alliterative social commentary targeting the wealthy ("Daughters demanding dukes"), immigrants ("Ellis Island emitting emigrants"), and modern anxieties (quarantine concerns, subway usage). The reference to "Yankees yielding to Yidds" reflects period anti-Semitic attitudes about Jewish immigration changing the city's character. The cartoons and humor reflect early 20th-century elite anxieties about urbanization, immigration, and changing social hierarchies in Gilded Age New York.
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“IN HARD LINES.” New York Fancies. By LOUIS SCHNEIDER. N THE spring some people’s fancy Lightly turns to thoughts of greens; In the spring 'tis Boston’s fancy Lightly turns to thoughts of beans; In the spring Milwaukee's fancy Lightly turns to thoughts of beer; In the spring 'tis Louisville’s fancy Lightly turns to whiskey clear: In the spring old Philly’s fancy Lightly turns to thoughts of snail; In the spring ’tis Coney Island Lightly turns to thoughts of kale; In the spring Chicago’s fancy Lightly turns to thoughts of pork; But the thoughts of all New Yorkers Turn, hinge, and center, ever have and ever will, time without end, on the superlative qualities vested in all things in, above, below, abutting upon, or in any way relating or ap- pertaining to little old N’Yawk! What Was Needed. Bride-elect—‘‘What would you have thrown instead of rice?’’ Brutal friend—'‘A few grains of com- mon sense."” BUILDING that should be popular with laundresses—the Flatiron. PRESH” BREEZE. A Favorable Verdict. HE WAS a pretty little tot, and everybody who knew her took pleas- ure in pausing to ask her some kind of a question, merely to show an interest and for the pleasure of hearing the musical cadence of her voice. Some of the questions were what might be termed leading, but for all she invariably had some kind of an answer. Among these latter inquiries was one from an intru- sive busybody who was old enough to know better, but who belonged to a class of persons who never learn. A TWO-CYLINDER RUNABOUT ON FIFTH AVENUE. Knowing that the little girl had only recently become the possessor of a young and attractive stepmother, with a curiosity inborn she asked her very frankly, “Well, Pollikins, how do you like your stepmother?” The child raised her blue eyes gravely, and with her face glowing with happi- ness replied, “Oh, very much, indeed, Mrs. Skill- ington. We fit very nicely, considering that she got us ready made.” All the Same in the End. Smith—‘Are you going to spend the summer in town?” Jones—'‘Yes; but my wife’s going to spend the money abroad.” THE KIND HE LIKED She—"' That was a lovely gorge up the mountain He—"* You bet! The best meal I ever had.”” A B C of New York. Aviators attracting attention. Broadway blazing brilliantly. Chorus girls craving champagne. Daughters demanding dukes. Ellis Island emitting emigrants. Fifth Avenue flaunting ‘‘ Four Hundred.”’ Girlesques glittering gorgeously. Hotels harboring homeless humans. Immigrants ignoring instructions. Joy-riders judiciously jailed. Knickerbockers knocking knobodies. Liberty looking lonesome. Millionaires multiplying monotonously. Nabobs netting nobility. Obelisk ogling Occidentals. Policemen patrolling precincts. Quidnuncs questioning quarantine. Rector’s radiating refreshment. Skyscrapers stretching startlingly. Tenderloiners tripping theaterward. Urbanites utilizing underground. Venders vociferating verbosely. White way winking wickedly. 'X-pugilists ’xchanging 'xcuses. Yankees yielding to Yidds. Zanies zigzagging zealously. “a SLIP OP A GIRL.” comicbooks.com