Judge, 1916-02-05 · page 6 of 28
Judge — February 5, 1916 — page 6: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page contains several unrelated humor pieces typical of early 20th-century Judge magazine. The dominant cartoon features **Prof. Niggerdemus Jones**, a caricatured Black schoolteacher using dialect humor. The satire appears to mock both his unconventional discipline method (confiscating students' lunches) and dialect-heavy speech patterns. This reflects the racist comic conventions of the era, presenting exaggerated Black characters as figures of ridicule. The remaining content comprises brief joke items: - "Preparedness" jokes about courtship and military readiness - A "Parlor Philosopher" quip about argument logic - Humorous exchanges about social climbing, marital infidelity, and divorce The cartoon of a man telling secrets to his friend illustrates gossip spreading through social circles. Overall, this represents typical Judge humor: lighthearted domestic situations, wordplay, and unfortunately, racial caricature that was mainstream entertainment at the time but is now recognized as deeply offensive.
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ez fallin’ offern er log. I’ve studied de Normal Instructure from kiver ter kiver an’ don’t fin’ no disciplinarious methods ter ekal de one I has inter- duced in Shake Rag school. You sce dat little shelf back of whar I stan’s?” The shelf was in evidence and a num- ber of paper bags and tin buckets arranged along it. “Whenebber I sees er boy or gal idle or mischievous I jus’ steps ter dat shelf an’ F3 eats up dat child’s lunch—Yes, sah, eats up i de lunch! At fus’ I et up some ten or twelve | in er mornin’—some ten or twelve! Judging from his heavy jowls and big bay window and generally sleek, well-fed ap- pearance, you could easily believe he was speaking the truth, “Now, ef I jus’ walls my eyes eroun’ towerds de shelf, de whole kit an’ bilin’ studies lak er beehive, eve’y one uv ’em! “Dat’s how,” said Prof. Niggerdemus Jones, “T has secured puffec’ order an’ puffec’ les- sons! Dere’s mo’ ways uv killin’ er dog dan hangin’ hin Preparedness TIMID youth, devoid of skill In love's campaign, began to drill, But by the time he wasn't scared He found the girls were all pre-paired. Not Quite Symmetrical “There are always two sides to an argu- ment,” remarked the Parlor Philosopher. “Which is all the more remarkable when you consider that there is only one end,” said the Mere Man. WHEN A MAN TELLS A SECRET TO HIS FRIEND { You Know Him No Chance Hereditary Experience “Now, old fellow, I want to tell you my HE, polymuriel— ] “As a social climber, Mrs. DeRich is side of the whole case.” One dress for all occasions, | certainly a success.” “But I thought y But would the sex, pray tell, | “She ought to be. Her father was a “By Jove! So I did. Well, it won't do Ever yield to its persuasions? ] lineman.” any harm to go all over it again.” ‘They like a change too well, AN bore they would declare it The polymuriel? No, Polly wouldn't wear it. —Walter G. Doty. In No Hurry Henrictla—How long was Emma married to Archie Pauline—Only about a year. “Do you think she will remarry him?” “Not soon. She told me she didn’t know him well cnough to marry him a second time.” She Had Forgotten e—You simply have got to stay home and fill in at bridge tonight. Husband—But, my dear, you seem to forget that to-night is the night when I am to supply evidence in our divorce case. comicbooks.com