Tuesday, September 1, 2020

Humorous Columns of Frontier Newspapers: Part 3

Copyright 2020 by Gary L. Pullman
 
Wild West newspapers, it seems, were fond of philosophizing about the causes and effects of humor, but they also offered samples of the merchandise.

Sometimes, the samples themselves rely upon reasoning—or, rather, errors in the exercise of that faculty. The January 19, 1900, edition of The Daily Morning Alaskan column “Humor of the Hour” offers its readers these choice morsels, borrowed form their original sources.




The first anecdote is based upon jumping to a conclusion; the second involves a mistaken inference; and the third relies upon the fallacy of begging the question (and early twentieth-century sexism).

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Of course she was indignant when it dawned on her that some one was trying to flirt with her. Yet there was no denying the man behind her had kept steadily after her since she had left the street car.

And old enough to be in better business,” she said to herself indignantly. “I'll cross the street just to make sure whether he is really following.”

She crossed the street, and so did he. Then she turned on him.

Sir,” she said, “why do you persist in following me?”

He started, as if disturbed in the midst of some abstruse mental calculation, and for a minute seemed to be bewildered. Then he bowed courteously and said:

Madam, why do you persist in preceding me?”

Two doors farther on, he turned in, producing a latchkey as he did so and showing in other ways that he had reached his destination. She turned back and went around the block rather than pass that house, and her face was still red when she reached home. —Chicago Post


Making It Right

Madam,” said the leader of The Best Citizens' league, I have come to inform you that we just lynched your husband by mistake.

The bereaved woman covered her face with her hands and began to moan.

There, there,” the best citizen went on, “don't cry. We expect to get the right man before night.” —Chicago News



Couldn't Believe It

Do you see that girl with the fluffy brown hair over there?”

The one with the pink roses in her bodice?”

Yes. She knows French, German, Latin and Greek, besides English, and she graduated a few weeks ago.”

Pshaw, that can't be right! There must be some mistake. Why, that girl is actually beautiful!” (Title of source is illegible.)


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