Judge, 1906-02-03 · page 7 of 16
Judge — February 3, 1906 — page 7: what you’re looking at
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This page contains multiple humorous sketches satirizing early 20th-century social conventions and professional pretensions. **Top cartoon:** A young doctor consults with an older physician about a patient. The joke plays on medical confidence—the young doctor expresses absolute certainty he can save the patient, prompting the older doctor to ask if the patient is "delirious on other subjects also?" The satire targets professional overconfidence and youthful arrogance in medicine. **Main illustration:** An editor receives a visitor in his office. The visitor creates an elaborate linguistic joke, coining faux-Latin terms ("spanktum spanktorum," "tanktum tanktorum") by applying the editor's pretentious phrase "sanctum sanctorum" to other professions and locations. The satire mocks editorial pomposity and overwrought language. **Smaller sketches:** Various brief anecdotes satirize social pretension—honeymoon expectations, hotel etiquette regarding napkins (class-based), arctic expedition readiness, and opera appreciation. All mock either social climbing or professional pretense. The page's overall theme: deflating American middle-class vanity and professional self-importance through linguistic and social humor.
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Younc voctor THE CONSULTATION. Otp poctor—"* Is he delirious on other subjects also?” SOME DEFINITIONS. JHE Ordinary Person had been invited to call on the Editor, and “" He seems to have every confidence in my ability to save him.” FOR THE HONEYMOON. the invitation had deen accepted. And not only accepted, but the O. P. had put in a visible and tangible appearance. The Editor never thought he would have to make good, or he wouldn't have extended any invitation ; but now that he was in the balance he was not going to be weighed and found wanting, so he received his visitor pleasant: ly. They talked very glibly for quite some time; then the visitor be- gan to look around the room of the Editor. ** And what do you call your den?” he asked. «Well, smiled the Editor, other people call it the sanctum sanctorum.” **Um-um !"" mused the visitor, still gazing about him. «I sup- pose if they called the editorial room the sanctum sanc- torum they would call a nursery the spanktum spanktorum, and the drinker’s den the tank- tum tanktorum, and the pedestrian’s den the shanktum shanktorum, and a lunatic-asylum the cranktum cranktorum, and officers’ quarters the ranktum ranktorum, and a lumber-yard the plank- tum planktorum, and a banker's office the bank tum banktorum, and "—— ‘Hold on, there!” - interrupted the startled Editor. ++ Wait till I call the Editor of our humorous column. I think he might get a joke out of thi ++ Very well,” assented the vi submissively. ‘And if he does I suppose he will convert my environ- ment into a thanktum thanktorum. Whereupon the Editor hurried away to find the funny man. J LAMFTON, his napkin from his + How big i ART A NECESSITY. “Alice told me that she was beginning to study painting.” ** She needs to. Her complexion was perfectly startling to-day.” HE actor and new-made bride sheer delight. nted house,” said they. + The ghost walks every night.” A NICE DISTINCTION. IIE traveler had finished his meal at the illage hotel. Removing he held it in hand while he inquired, this town ?” + About nine hundred,” replied his landlady, who was also as- sistant cook But why do you ask 2” “Because,” philosophical wanderer, “if a town is less than a thousand it’s customary to fold your napkin, If more than that it is proper to muss the thing all you can and throw it carelessly beside your plate.” and waitress. answered the HARDENED. Explover—» But have you had any expe- rience that would tend to fit you for the hard- ships of an arctic expe- dition 2" Would-be member of party—« Havel? Why. I lived two winters in an apartment-house where Twas at odds with the janitor.” Se THE opera,” says the niece, ++ was all very pretty, but | couldn't catch the words of the songs, and some way couldn't seem to get the gist of the music." Whereat Uncle Josiah rubs his chin thoughtfully, and then says with a rare smile, Prob'ly it was gisi music, Alvira.”