Judge, 1908-10-31 · page 6 of 16
Judge — October 31, 1908 — page 6: what you’re looking at
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This page contains multiple satirical sketches typical of early 20th-century American humor: **Top cartoon**: A classical/mythological scene mocking romantic pretension. A man in Roman dress complains to "Scorchibus" that a woman has rejected him for "a greasy olive-grower"—satirizing how wealthy suitors lose romantic rivals to unsuitable competitors, and poking fun at classical affectation in courtship language. **"The Stuttering Sonneteer"**: Parodies overwrought romantic poetry by a jealous man who stammers badly while attempting passionate verse—mocking both affected literary expression and insecure masculinity. **"The New Religion"**: Satirizes commercialization of religion; a revival preacher literally selling salvation ("two dollars") while competitors undercut prices, treating spiritual salvation as consumer goods. **Bottom sketches**: Include jokes about outdated technology (phonograph horn confusion), casual rural conversations about economic hardship (friends scattered in low-wage jobs), and a pun about "pen names." The overall tone reflects Judge's satirical approach: mocking pretension, commercialism, and social affectation through exaggerated character types.
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