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# "On the Road" — Judge Magazine Satirical Story This page presents a satirical dialogue between a pompous undertaker named Mr. Cusby and a traveling salesman named Plant, along with observers named Cosby and Josh. **The Satire:** Cusby exemplifies the bloviating businessman—boasting about his undertaking monopoly in Ohio while obsessively detailing his "perfect system" and organizational methods. His verbosity masks opportunism: he pressures Plant into a social engagement by claiming intimate knowledge of Plant's wife (whom he doesn't actually know), then becomes visibly deflated when rebuffed. **The Joke:** The satire targets self-important small-town businessmen who conflate petty local success with genuine accomplishment, and who use false familiarity as a sales tactic. Cusby's elaborate justifications for his business dominance—his "system," his capital, his methods—ring hollow against his transparent social manipulation. The accompanying illustration shows the men in conversation beside a waterway, reinforcing the "traveling salesman" setting where such encounters and tall tales occur.
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aly ep 1 toe ON THE ROAD. Tow loafi janee is of aki Cush frown should make b dor when veame down from the satn- | ple room. His customer was with him or slippers, as the case . old dutfe * sh towed his man in one dire unfortanate, I be old) Plant that he was _atill Mrs. Plant To show control ng exere little, that was a Miss I avout at fore [ marr tty Prettytoc New Jersey, and— of the la “What's thal n What will you all drink «Patty Prettytoes? Wh “The eating undertaker, knew vour wif F Mr. Plant corrected before intimately. Why, my Mash.” *£ do the largest. business in my | exclusive Fall and Winter line in this town, yes, and the largest in the | ye I want to know ute of Ohio.” Nb, then E prestime it is Amon . sir, I used to co of lady as being in all respect doctor ordered. that the av have ju el to the id Cusby quiet- I happen. to Colum- bid, of Me- an even ortic T must call on ber w & Ce chduf tedo, of 4 pump, yurse, your er much ex of these smaller concern: Then turning to J said: “TIL take | bottle of the Widow, old man my boy,” figure, E think, Mr. | earning a whisy about the », as small as that, was it, Well, double ti my dear sir, | intend to make lla matter of it, I In a ba like mine’ it | n't pay to monkey with small quantities, f Plant puffed ently, and clappe holes of his vest. | nothing in a small way,” he went ing to me while ead to ect his . and G » himself tothe wine he had cart +The houses | Mr. Cusby has named are. stall, yon know, their sales are smal and their operation | sarily be “OLe liberal methods ar Inating rvs , their eapital is small st therefore ne ted. in doing busin Tang. Tt pay lnctive of great and wonderful bir my liberal her reason for my triumphs in You shall go with me, turning to us, “But, really, Mr. Cusby. protested in some embara: my wife has an engageme you know.’ “Well, then we'll call t ur boy: I y way ve sthat_my establishment 18 oper | friend.” a plan, a jerfect system, Every *But she wont be at ay y does his par ar work | noon, She never is on Ta My establishment is like confined to her bed that da I remember, we have a tea Yes, and in addition she with my mother-in-ls lock in which every or pin. This sy Ifand the ope cetly control properly a Tasked. breper's | be for most emplo: not for me. sof mind, sir jon is man sined “Ten't it difticule 1 she will not be able to You must clearly see that i her to receive you, | “If she has all is certainly quite busy. r shake in her boots you I will state, to go bac! Give me all well this after: stand her dressmaker isto be at the ho} that on ha lored the fact t that ause her to quail hat my slightest | man gave his address and abruptly left us. Ie was evidently depressed this pompous manner was gone, and his visage was marked | with lines of great dejection. may be, is truly Tsay, what have you been | with my customer? Why, when you so ar- am sure, Mr. {dently claimed his wife's acquaintance, I could see his backbone re: pea green gas and float off. Do you really know Mrs. Plant, or is the whole thing a stiff and of a piece with those big bills you enumerated 2” “No, Josh, it’s really truce. I honor the nlifshe isthe kind of girl she used be, your undertaker is not only a rank tricator but a choi 3. Patty « ler that chump’s glance! Why, A | tell you the woman has red jute be ’ hai You fellows will see funaf y ling cer with me to-nig nlve itself into is devoted to me, what sort of a ied the she , of Puddlepond, lady errupted Cu w, MrT ago. r sir, she was my style girl in the to some ped the une Da nsider that young s exactly whiat the your addres: this very evening. the door of which we were met by « I smallest women I hid ever seen outsi idime muscum, while in the back ground lin- Pipl Tol —~ 8,” he concluded, | gered gloomily nce of the morn- ling, his portly > appearing gigantic in ” the undertaker | contrast with that of his petite wife. ssment, “I think | ‘Tow do you do, my dear Angustns?” nt this evening, | exclaimed the lady, grasping Cusby’s hands and getting up her lips to be k “But, my dear Mrs. Plant—” proteste! the man of the honse “Shutup, Plant,” snapped ont the sub- missive spouse, and then, turning to Brown and me, ‘you mustn't be shocked, gentle men, Mr, Cusby isa very old friend—a vei very dear friend, and Iam desperately fond of him.” “But, my dear Mrs, Plant ”’— inter- rupted her lord and master again, “Shut up, Plant. Goat once and stand jin that corner, and don’t dare to open your Patty is | mouth again this evening. chance | Josh and I were no end surprised to sce his afternoon, my Is al nen, too, ht from 1 to 6, voing shopping les, I unde AVS. Ay fi is » | > leave her room tis impossible for Bat, 1 t which overcomes the oppesition of | finding nt. T'il! the portly undertaker move off and subm evls and all T have hitherto en- | Jook up your address in the directory, you | sively station himself in the cornerin countered are weaker, All are, sir, Abs | know, aud if you don’t mind, I'll send hera | cated. We exchanged glances with Cusby, lately all. Why, Tassnre you,” he rambled | ¢ who to cover an embarrassing gap hastened on, “in my own family Tam actually feared. | 4s'was evident that Brown’s customer was | to present ns to his old flame. | hat Pam harsh, von understand—not | most anxions to prevent the call, but Gus | ‘The lady made us kindly welcome. 1, but positive, Now, there’s my wife, wouldn’t back down, and i nthe end the old | ‘Mr, Cusby’s friends must be mine, gen- comicbooks.com