Judge, 1919-05-17 · page 23 of 32
Judge — May 17, 1919 — page 23: what you’re looking at
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This page showcases excerpts from three theatrical productions, featuring dialogue and scenes meant to entertain readers with wit and social commentary. The **"Molière"** excerpt presents a philosophical exchange about marriage: a marquise probes whether a wife loves her husband, and receives the telling response that she merely "respects and admires" him—prompting the marquise's sardonic observation that no one loves what they respect. The joke satirizes the gap between marital duty and genuine affection in aristocratic relationships. The **"Mis' Nelly of N'Orleans"** segment depicts an elderly woman recounting how donning an old dress from an 1886 Mardi Gras ball restores her youth and freedom—she can "laugh," "flirt," and "swear" again. This plays on themes of aging, lost femininity, and the transformative power of costume. The **"Please Get Married"** scene shows a custody dispute where Mr. Ashley ironically "loves" his estranged child while refusing to acknowledge any resemblance to the mother—dark comedy about divorce and parental obligation.
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From “ Moutkre” Marquise pe Montesran— Do you love your husband? Armanve Beyjart (Moliére’s Wife)—I—I—I respect and ad- mire him. Marquise pe Montesran Ah! [ am right. It is as 1 thought. You do not love him No one loves what he respects. From “ Mis’ Newry or N’Orteans” Mis’ Netty (old maid made sa whim, my dear Father Clement, a whim, That's all. We went up into the garret and we fished out this. I wore it to the Mardi Gras ball in °86, and I never wore it again. I put on this old dress and the years slid off my shoulders. I'm Nelly Daventry Mis’ Nelly of N’Orleans. [ can laugh, I ¢s yes, and [ can swear all I want. From * Puease Get Marriep”™ Mrs. Asutey—I shall not touch Muri when she gets it—I love my child Mr. Asutey—l love your child, too. Permit me to remind you that she is half my child. “She resembles me.” . “T don’t even hold that against you.