Judge, 1908-12-05 · page 27 of 44
Judge — December 5, 1908 — page 27: what you’re looking at
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This page contains two separate pieces of Christmas-themed humor: **Main Story:** "Under the Christmas Tree" by John Kendrick Bangs is a whimsical children's tale featuring anthropomorphized toys—a Tin Soldier, Trumpet, Monkey-on-a-Stick, Teddy Bear, French Doll, and Wooden Noah—having comedic conversations under a Christmas tree. The humor relies on puns (a "Spruce" tree being stronger in "upper notes"), slapstick conflict (toys fighting), and innocent toy-character banter typical of early 20th-century children's literature. **Top Cartoon:** "A Hit" appears to depict young women at archery, likely a social commentary on the Edwardian-era "New Woman"—women engaging in athletic activities. The poem mocks their varying competence with bows, with one character closing her eyes while shooting (suggesting incompetence or frivolity). **Bottom Panel:** "In Arizona" shows Santa struggling with desert heat—straightforward visual humor about Christmas's incongruity in hot climates. The page showcases Judge's mix of satirical social commentary and lighthearted family entertainment.
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