Judge, 1909-01-30 · page 3 of 16
Judge — January 30, 1909 — page 3: what you’re looking at
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**"Making a Newspaper"** depicts a managing editor orchestrating sensationalism. He instructs a subordinate to fabricate or exaggerate a government scandal, explicitly directing him to make it "sensational" while obscuring truth. The editor then calls the Washington correspondent, planning to manufacture a "fierce and frenzied denunciation" to boost circulation and public appeal. This satirizes yellow journalism—the practice of prioritizing sensational stories over factual reporting to increase readership and profit. The other sketches on the page ("The Fresh-Air Friend," "Nothing Doing," "Troubles," "The Cause," and "Fictions Told by Boys") appear to be unrelated humorous vignettes typical of Judge's comic content, rather than interconnected political satire.
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“JAKING A NEWSPAPER. THE MANAGING editor of the metropolitan newspaper sat at his desk, with a weary look upon his face. There was nothing stirring and his mind was sick with lethargy. Suddenly his eyes bright- ened and a triumphant smile played around his thin lips. Seizing the telephone receiver, he put in a long-« call to the Washington correspondent. ‘Then he lay back in chair and rubbed his hands together in cheerful satisfac- jon, The bell rang. “Hello! Is this you, Sigg Smith. Not much going on, is the nment transaction and telegraph it national and be sure it isn’t so. We don’t want a word of truth in it, understand !"* ‘The editor hung up the receiver with an expression of delightful and keen an- “This is he exclaimed, a scandal on some go’ any time. Make it ticipation. “Tvl bring one of those fierce and frenzied denunciations," he said, half aloud, ‘and then our paper will spring into immediate popularity and renown, We can help the thing along, too, by rav- ing about the freedom of the press.” MCNEELY. 4OuN 1 THE FRESH-AIR FIEND. HE windows must be open wide, No heat must grace the room; No flannel blankets on the bed, On straw he 'd sleep as soon. Each day he “d walk about ten miles And to the lake would trip And when ‘twas zero weather He 'd take his daily dip. But now cold air, I am afraid, He doesn’t get a lot. Where Willie 's gone I hate to say, But I fear ‘tis awful hot. THE CAUSE, Troing Washingt (wiping, his lips) That. w: ally the sweetest kiss 1 have ever hi Louise Barkis—"* V thought you would think so, Irving; my face powder out, and I used confectioners’ sugar. SWALLOWING ONE'S WORDS. bard Gi words were wo thought those shorthand CONCH UNS QPS He—*1 wonder if Angelina is going to believe that rot about me being a flirt” NOTHING DOING Floor-avalker—""Can | do any thing for you, madam?” Mrs. Kueptomeyer—** No, thanks, don't buy I'm just out shoplifting INQUIRIES. ARE (The Banks of the Wabash” guaranteed? Do the * Two Little Girls in Blue" know that their gowns are passé? How can I raise the mortgage on ‘My Old - Kentucky Home"? he Old Oaken Bucket" been st Ma ‘lized? Is Man Who Corrupted Hadleyburg.”” the same one who ‘* Broke the Bank at Mon Carlo* Is ‘A Tramp Abroad’ any more ambitious untry? ** going to last than the specimens we see in this Ix ** The Good Old Summertim all winter? Tou P hang comicbooks.com