Judge, 1907-07-13 · page 7 of 16
Judge — July 13, 1907 — page 7: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page contains three separate humorous anecdotes aimed at educated readers familiar with literary and social figures: **"The Joke Finally Hit Him"** mocks poet Richard le Gallienne's earnest pretension. When a club member jokes that poetry is "business" like groceries or dry goods—comparing artistic sonnets to commercial goods sold at ruinous prices—le Gallienne takes it literally and seriously. The humor lies in his failure to recognize obvious satire, making the sophisticated poet appear obtuse. **"Why He's Worried"** is a brief domestic joke about a man fretting that his eloped daughter will return with her husband—suggesting he'd prefer she stay away. **"Dead to the World"** involves working-class dialect humor. The page is primarily advertising for **Packer's Tar Soap**, using a pseudo-scientific pitch about scalp health and hair vitality—typical early-20th-century patent medicine marketing. The cartoons reflect Judge's audience: educated, club-going men amused by literary pretension and social observation.
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WHAT HE TOOK WITH HIM. “‘L understand Mr. Brown has gone away for a little fishing.”” “No: I'think not. | believe he has started out to look for the sea-serpent. “+1 guess you didn't hear what he said when he went away.” “"No: but I saw what he took with him.” THE JOKE FINALLY HIT HIM, WHEN Richard le Gallienne first visited this country he was introduced at one of the clubs to a gentleman who delights in elaborate fun-making, and does it all with an intensely sober face. After the first formalities were over the humorist asked the poet abruptly, “Well, Mr. le Gallienne, how is the poetry business 2" Mr. le Gallienne surveyed the face of his questioner, and seeing nothing in the countenance to enlighten him, replied with dignified seriousness, ++I should hardly speak of poetry as a business,” + Why not 2” said his interlocutor, «The grocer sells grocer- ies, the mer- chant dry- goods, and you sell rhymed stuff, The mar- ket rates you obtain vary with conditions and the quality of the article WHY HE'S WORRIED. offered for sale. “Si Hoskins seems worrled ever since his daughter eloped."* The grocer is “Yes, He's afraid she'll come back and bring her husband with her."* complimented when inquiry is made as to the conditions of the THE RESULT grocery trade. Why not the poet when asked oF scent, painstaking care of the scalp is healthy hair about his business—his sonnets, lyrics, ballades, and other forms, which are often sold at a ruin- is ous sacrifice 2” 9 Mr. le Gallienne stared, still perplexed at this a C e r Ss harangue, when the half-suppressed laugh of the listeners cleared the air, and the humorist him- self smiled. The poet woke up and said with an ba I ar Gg oO a air of great relief, “Oh, Isee! You are joking.” pom Pure as the Pines ABUNDANCE OF MOLLIES. for over a third of a century has been rec-.- cased son tel ose ie shampooing. is tases ARTO cleans the scalp, but imparts men a have nase Sa history ? ‘gor to th Jandular reel ihich, Leckad fo poae : are intimately concemed with the growth 5 jinn erar and vitality of the hair. DEAD TO THE WORLD. Toke a oy honk te \esa|mcanele clean, healthy scalp, “Is it real ? Murphy told me you were dead.” : ee an ‘ous, luxunant hair. “Oo was all zolght whin Ovsaw him lasht.™ Wilfred—* Molicoddle. ‘The Packer Mfg. Co., New York City. Teacher—** Who can name some of the wo- comicbooks.com