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This page from *Judge* magazine contains mostly **commercial advertising** for Northern Pacific Railway's transcontinental trains and tourist destinations (Yellowstone, Alaska-Yukon-Pacific Exposition). The non-advertising content includes several **humorous short stories and poems**: 1. **"That Old Red Barn"** — A nostalgic poem about visiting a childhood farm; the speaker finds it modernized and commercialized, no longer a place for children's play. 2. **"Not What He Wanted"** — A brief joke about a hotel guest requesting a single bed, misunderstood as wanting a "single" room rather than a "double." 3. **"Evans Ale" advertisement** — Claims the beverage builds physical vigor and mental acuity. 4. **"A Wise Poet"** and **"His Promise"** — Short humorous pieces about marriage and domestic life. The bottom illustration shows farm animals (cows, pigs), likely accompanying the barn poem. Overall, this appears to be a **typical *Judge* magazine page mixing advertisements with light comedic fiction**, rather than political satire.

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-LOWSTONE PARK Season June § to Sem. a5 ANNUAL ROSE, FESTIVAL, PORTLAND June 7 tora ON THE NORTH COAST LIMITED. “A RARE WO! THAT OLD RED BARN. I've wandered to the homestead, Jim; I've seen the old red barn, |Where you and I, in boyhood dim, Once played | with and North Coast Limited” “Exposition Special” Pacific Express’ These are the three electric lighted daily transcontinental trains in service after May 23, via the Northern Pacific Railway ; to and from the North Pacific Coast. I'm sorry, Jim, 1 Through service between Chicago and Seattle. went. Through service between St. Louis, Kansas City and the North Coast. Through service to and from the boundary of | The loft, them times, was | sweet with hay, The sunbeams slant- ed through, And from their stalls the white and bay | Would nicker, “How | de do? There ain't no Prince nor Whitey, lad; There ain't no bloom- in’ stalls; There ain't no harness, good and bad, A-hangin’ on’ the walls, There ain't no hay up in the mow; There ain't no musty scent, their gasoline There ain’t no place to romp and hide; It ain't a barn ‘no Yellowstone National Park Ian grernge, al slicked Everything planned to make this summer's trip jinsic ; to the Alaska-Yukon-Pacific Exposition and the With rea'larceement Northwest the pleasantest ever experienced. ‘Them cobwebs soft that Rainier National Park and Paradise Valley, from Tacoma, used to swing, June 1 to October 1. Them specks that National Irrigation Congress, Spokane, August 9 to 14, used to float— no re gone. an SUMMER TOURIST PARES to the North Pacific Coast, May 20 to September yo. $62 from Chi- ¢4g0;_ $57.50 from St, Louis; $: im'St. Paul, Minneapolis uperiof, Omaha, Kansas Round trip limit, October 3. Corresponding fares from the bast generally. Where Jed, the hired man, clumped round With fork or broom or comb, An oily, tink’rin’ chap I found Had made hisself to home AMOLELAND.Con Vs ; ‘ | Kou 144, Nerthe so strany where Jed had been! A leather suit he wore, And curried off the blame machine A-layin’ on that floor! It's changed, old pard, They've cleaned it up Of cobwebs, hoss, and hay. It ain't « spot where boy nor pup Nor yet a mouse can play! 1 wonder how those kids who live Where's such a bleak consarn Can get along; and what they'd give To have an old red barn. EDWIN a SAMIN, NOT WHAT HE WANTED. sir,” the “T want a bed that's sing! man from Hartford said “And, landlord, 1 should like to see my room before I sup. The bell boy led the way to was a folding be The guest growled, “That's no sin- gle; I don’t want to double up! where A WISE POET. “Man wants but little he Old Goldsmith truly said For well he knew one’s w’ | And spend it all, instead, below,"” would xo RK IN HALF CAL | to his unpunctuated remarks and after- . readable English on tl Vigorous Body Makes Vigorous Brain Evans Ale Builds Body, Bone HIS PROMISE. | ‘And you won't dietate to me after we are married?” she asked, glancing coyly up at him. He hastened to reassure her. “Why should 1?" he responded, tak- ing her little hand in his and gazing | with earnest adoration into the depths lof her starlike orbs, ‘Will you not, then, be my ownest one, my queen, the light of my home, the sharer of my joys and pocketbook, the sweet abettor and companion of my domestic bliss, the pric “I in my crown of conjugal happiness, the—cr—in short, my darling wife? Dictate to you after we are mar- «1? Why, no, my love; of course not!" And he didn’t. | Whenever he felt in the mood for die- | tating after that, it was a young woman with Skaneatel and freckles, the brisk and businesslike successor of his [former lady stenographer, who listened ard translated the reet and | TWENTY YEARS FROM NOW. It is 1929, We are strolling through the large city, guided by an aged man, “How strange!" we observe. ‘Here is street after strect lined with large and beautiful apartment houses, but each house is vacant. What i “Twenty years ag “the anti-children movement on the part of landlords became complete. Since then no children have been born in our city. As a consequence, naturally, the supply of grown people is vanishing, and as that supply fails, necessarily there is | no one to occupy these buildings.” | ENTERTAINING NEIGHBORS. Little neighbor girl—" Didn't you have a good time over at our house for dinner last night, Mrs. Tibbs?" Mra. Tibbs—" Yes, Edith. Why?" Little neighbor girl—“Oh, nothing! Only mamma said you left a good deal on your plate.’” ON THE LOOKOUT. “Do ye notice y'r new neighbors, Mrs, O'Leary?” “Not to spake to; but Oi notice ivvry thing they d “Doctor, on which side do you ex- pect to testify in that law “Don’t care which, I'm an expert | witness.” comicbooks.com