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This page contains primarily **humorous verse and advertising** rather than political cartoons. The main content includes: 1. **"My Calendar"** — A poem using drugstore seasonal products (sarsaparillas, sodas, insect lotions) as markers of the seasons instead of traditional calendars. The satire mocks how commercialized American life has become. 2. **"Judge's Favorite"** — A photograph and praise for actress Elsie Janis in the play "The Slim Princess" at the Globe Theater, with accompanying verse. 3. **Social humor pieces** — Short anecdotal jokes about women's fashion (hobble skirts called "standing room only"), children's marching, and doctor-patient exchanges about diet. 4. **Postum advertisement disguised as testimonial** — A lengthy pseudo-letter claiming coffee damaged a family's health but Postum restored them. This was common deceptive advertising of the era. 5. **Pears Soap advertisement** — Standard beauty product marketing. The page reflects early 1900s consumer culture and popular entertainment rather than political satire.

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My Calendar. Nov yours may be better for dating a letter And keeping you up to your dinners and dues; For feasting and fasting and days ever- lasting That harry the have its use. I live by the seasons for care-killing reasons; it may | | My calendar’s healing and soothing | | | soul—why, ‘and gay. Yours may be a ‘‘handy,”’ a “‘pocket,”” a ‘dan But mine is the drug shop just over the way. | When sarsaparillas and death to moth millers Are filling the window, and | new sas- | safras, With pills for high livers, for ague and} shivers Are calling ‘Come in!”’ to the languid | who pass; | When tar balls and camphor that don’t care a for The sensitive nostril their sweet in- cense fling, I know that the trees on the high road are budding, y"ll_ soon be a riot of bloom—for it’s spring! If signs of cool sodas and phosphates, all odors Of talcum and orris and poison for flies, With lotions for ‘‘skeeters’’ and anti- blood-heaters Are got up as fetching as art can de- j vise, You can’t make a blunder, you can’t even wonder— It's summer, Tor, mark ye, the Je sperms ! The iceman is bragging, the pavements are sagging, germi- Family of Fi DRANK COFFEE FROM INFANCY. ALL. It is a common thing in this country to see whole families growing up with nervous systems weakened by coffee drinking. That is because many parents do not that coffee contains a drug which causes the trouble. » are five children in my fam- ‘ writes an Iowa mother, ‘‘all of whom drank coffee from infancy up to two years ago. “My husband and I had heart trouble and were advised to quit coffee. We did so and began to use Postum. We now are doing without medicine and are en- tirely relieved of heart trouble. (Caffeine causes heart trouble when continually used as in coffee drinking. “Our eleven-year-old_ boy digestion from birth, and ye craved, and was given, coffe we changed to Postum he liked it and we gave him all he wanted. He has been restored to health by Postum and still likes it. Long live the discoverer of Postum!"" Read **The Road to Wellville,’’ in packages. ‘‘There’s a Reason.”’ Ever read the aboveletter? Anew one appearstrom timeto time. They re genuine, true, and full of human JUDGE'S FAVORITE. ELSIE JANIS IN THE “SLIM PRINCESS“ AT THE GLOBE THEATER. "Tis a merry play you're in; One that makes the people grin. That is why your praises fly Almost to the very sky The coy robin red-breast is pulling up worms. And I wait the exhibit, triumphant, ad libit., Of sweet almond powders (of course made of bran), Of soothers and bleaches that swap off a peaches And creamy complexion for freckles and tan. The cucumber juices bewilder—the deuce 13 To choose what you need for the au- tumn; but, say! My shoes are as cunning, my lingerie’s stunning, I'm off for a walk by the windiest way! Now the window’s a-flutter. The fresh cocoa butter, The cod-liver oil pests, cures for rhinitis and that blight us, Frostillas and quinine and chamois- skin vests Are useful, it’s granted; enchanted With perfumes and bonbons and sa- vons and scent. mistletoe is ringing, It's winter and Christmas. have you spent? Charlotte Thompson. and the pectoral The chilblains but my eye's the doorbell The vinging, how much New Name for Hobble Skirts. WOMAN was visiting with a friend and about the hobble skirts, uu think of them?” “Do you know what I call them?" her friend said. “No.” tanding room only.”* Not Necessary. “If [ were should give up eating meat.”* “'Tain’t necessary,” replied the pa- tient. ‘I've got enough in the bank to pay your bill without having to econo- mize that way.’’—London Opinion. "said the doctor, ‘‘I In answering advertisements please mention JUDGE. It will be appreciated. Villain Still Pursued Her. HANNING POLLOCK cites a certain melodrama, produced a few years ago on Fourteenth Street, as containing the busiest and most inconsistent villain ever created. In the first act he tied the beautiful heroine to a railroad track just as the limited was due. In the second, he lured her into an old house, locked her in an upper room, and set the place on fire. In the third, he strapped her under a buzz saw and set the machinery in mo- tion. In the fourth, he tore the plank- ing out of the Brooklyn Bridge, so that her automobile plunged through to the raging flood below. In the fifth act he started to make love to her. She shrank from hi “‘Why do you fear me, Nellie?” he asked.—Success Magazine. His Wayward Feet. HILE some Sunday-school children were rehearsing Christmas and New Year's exercises in one of the local churches a couple of weeks ago, the teacher noticed that one little boy could not keep in step. The child in front of the boy was able to march in perfect time, but he displayed to a marked de- gree the pigeon-toed condition of his feet. To the boy who could not keep in step the teacher said, “Now, William, you must try to march just like little Henry does.” “T can't very well,” replied William, “**cause bofe of my feet is fastened on straight.""—Youngstown Telegram. What He Admired. Bacon—-‘See anything about that pic- ture you admire?’’ Egbert—‘*Sure."” Bacon—** What Egbert—‘‘The frame. Bacon—‘*But I said about the pic- ture.’ the frame's about the Egbert—" Well "Yonkers Statesman. picture, isn’t it? Tit for Tat. “Dear Clara,’ wrote the yourg man; “pardon me, but I’m getting so forget- ful. I proposed to you last night, but really forget whether you said yes or no.”* “Dear Will,” she replied by note; ‘so glad to hear from you. I know I said yes to some one last night, but I had forgotten just who it was.’’—Red Hen. Inevitable. “I put my foot in it to-day.”’ “What did you do?”” “Tried on a new pair of slippers.”* Baltimore American. Pears’ soft, white skin gives hen to the plainest fea- tures. Pears’ Soap has a mes- sage of beauty for every woman who values a clear complexion. Sold wherever stores are found. comicbooks.com