Judge, 1910-03-26 · page 9 of 16
Judge — March 26, 1910 — page 9: what you’re looking at
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This page contains satirical commentary typical of early-20th-century Judge magazine. The "Reflections of a Philosopher" column offers dry observations about human nature and social follies—silver linings, tariffs, justice, women's taste, jury duty, automobiles, politics, and complaining. The cartoons mock contemporary subjects: "Wise Fellows" shows men seeking shelter from rain; "Co-operation" depicts domestic scenes; "The Market Version" parodies poetry using stock-market terminology ("tickers," "bull," "margin"). "A Dozen Chantecler Hats" jokes about fashionable Easter bonnets. "Where It Comes From" makes a crude analogy between chickens hatching from eggs and Easter hats emerging from "bombshells." "The Little School for Scandal" concludes with two panels: a husband discovering his wife with a stranger (scandal!), then the punchline—it's just children playing house, deflating the dramatic setup. The overall tone is genteel humor targeting urban, middle-class readers familiar with fashion, stock markets, and domestic pretension.
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THE REFLECTIONS OF A PHILOSOPHER. HE trouble about the silver lining to the cloud is that it is always on the other side, and we must go through or get around the cloud in some way to get to it. It isa rare tariff that rais- es the mortgage on the roof or increases the height of the high- ball, whatever its achievements along other lines of elevation. When Justice goes out to catch a mess, she often makes a mess of it by letting the gest fish get away. Whatever may be man’s opinions of woman's taste in cigars, it must be admitted that in widows’ weeds lies much that is non-smokere. A juryman may be drawn and quar- tered at public ex- pense without pain, but the chap who has spent his last dollar on his motor knows all the tor- tures of being bro- ken on the wheel. They tell us that politics is a game, but we doubt it—so many ‘* two- spots’? win the tricks. It isn’t the man who is always kicking aboutsome- thing that we ob- ject to so much as the fellow who is always kicking about nothing. 4 7 Js Pacey 7 See" a WISE FELLOWS. “Come on, fellers, let 's get in out of the rain.’’ CO-OPERATION. DRINK IT STANDING. ERE'’S to the ones who are glad to have been brought on the world’s stage, who are joyous in the playing of their part well, and who will be hap- py to go when the curtain falls! THE MARKET VERSION. HE TICKERS tell the end of parting day, ‘The lowing bull winds slowly to his lair, The little lamb goes meekly on his way, And leaves his margin with the grasping b T EASTER a bunch of roses under any other name would sell as steep. A DOZEN CHAN- TECLER HATS. coVRS. ve Srin- STER has a dozen new Chante- cler hats!"” “Well, if she put on the whole dozen at once they wouldn’t make her look like a spring chicken!” WHERE IT COMES FROM. HE CHICKEN from the egg- shell peeps, We're sure of that; And from a bomb- shell hatches forth The Easter hat. FOR HUSBANDS. LETTER in the mail box is While mater and the girls make a stunning Easter show. THE LITTLE SCHOO: IL FOR SCANDAL. worth two in the coat pocket. My wife—and a strange man !"" { But ‘twas only the kids playing house. comicbooks.com