Judge, 1910-09-24 · page 3 of 16
Judge — September 24, 1910 — page 3: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page is primarily **advertising and humor content** rather than political satire. It features: 1. **"Jenks's Patent Food Soap"** - a fake product advertisement claiming to combine breakfast, shaving soap, and shaving powder in one. The humor mocks overly-complex "patent" products popular in the era. 2. **"Commuters"** - a satirical piece about railroad commuters, likely referencing the growing suburban commute culture of early 20th-century America. It jokes about men rushing to catch trains and their general incompetence. 3. **"The Barber"** - humorous anecdotes about barber shop conversations, a common social gathering point. 4. **"A Sure Thing in Weather Forecast"** - a cartoon about a barber predicting mild winter weather, likely satirizing pseudo-scientific forecasting. The page represents **Judge's** typical mix of consumer-culture satire and genteel humor aimed at middle-class readers.
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Me Jenks’s Patent Food Soap. Breakfast while the Barber Shaves You—Just the Thing for a Busy Business Man. By DON KAUN ERE is the newest thing on the market. First came our Jenks’s mug shaving soap; then we brought out the famous Jenks's shaving stick; next followed the cele- brated Jenke’s shaving soap powder. But here is the latest—a veritable triumph in the soap-making art—a combined soluble breakfast and shaving soap. We call it “Jenks's Breakfast Shaving Capsule." Look for the name on the box. This new invention, besides eliminating the regular breakfast, is a saver of money. Heretofore all suds which the barber acci- dentally put in your mouth while conversing on the morning’s news was a dead loss. Now t waste matter is utilized. The barber applies the contents of our capsule to his patron's face and beats it up into a rich, creamy lather, which is also a solution of highly concentrated malted milk, deli- ciously flavored. Any of the lather which goes astray is at once converted into nourish- ment. The patron leaves the chair with a clean shave and an appetizing breakfast. We manufacture ‘‘Jenks’s Breakfast Sha ing Capsules” in all the popular flavors— vanilla, orange, sassafras, and licorice. Your barber will supply you. Willgate Manufacturing Company. FPAMOUS singers took upon the grapho- phone as a recording angel. ~ ling Wy, fl “an JUDGE NUMBER $ i SOAP & > i Commuters. By ELLIS 0. JONES. TH! COMMUTER is peculiarly a prod- uct of modern civilization. He is made, not born. Contrary to the general belief, a commuter is not merely a man who lives in the suburbs, but a man who, living in the suburbs, must use the railroad regu- larly in going to and from the city. Thus automobilists, farmers (gentlemen or other- wise), and local tradesmen are not com- muters, It requires great executive ability and perfect self-control to be a successful com- muter. One must be able to sleep serenely until seven-thirty, get up, dress in dignified leisure, Fletcherize his breakfast, chatting pleasantly the while with his family, and then saunter down to the station without the slightest fear that he will get there either ten seconds too early or ten seconds too late for the eight-two. ‘The men one sees wildly running for the train, watch in one hand and a mutton chop in the other, and the men who get to the station five or six minutes too soon were never cut out for commuters. They should move back to the city, for they will never be successful. They are neophytes, tyros, bunglers, failures. Every college in the country should have its course in commuting, for there could be no better training for a young man who is about to enter business, with its many ex- actions jn the of method and system. Ted—Doesn’t that talkative barber of yours ever say anything worth hearing?” Ned—Only when he says, ‘Next!’ "” NS \ MINA oS) —— § z A SURE THING IN WEATHER FORECAST. “John, it’s goin’ to be a mild winter. Weathersharp negotiatin® with the barber ‘boat hevin' his <a.<>,, whiskers took off." There's Joel The Barber. LTHOUGH he’s good at telling stories, Some of his ways we can’t commend; Too often he will scrape acquaintance, And sometimes even cut a friend. HILE the poet has a wonderful eye for seeing things invisible to others, yet he is generally the last to sce that he needs a hair-cut. HAIR-CUT AND PLUG-CUT MIXTURE. Uncle Eli (drowsily)—"' Wa-al, I'll be gam swizled! I've smoked this here brand o' ter- baceer fer nigh onter thutty year no kick com‘n’ on it. But, gosh! this pi smells like a haystack on fire, an’ by heck! it tastes like pizen !* One Kind. 'NITIALS carved within a heart The decoration, And on the tree we thus be- hold Love's conservation. - Business Will Show. First barber—‘‘You were dreaming of shaving a cus- tomer last night.”” Second barber—How do you know?"? First barber—"*You were talking in your sleep.”” To a Jilt. 'F HANDSOME is as hand- some does, As handsome hath been said to be, Why, you're the handsomest ever was, For you have ‘‘done me” handsomely ! comicbooks.com