Judge, 1911-02-04 · page 11 of 24
Judge — February 4, 1911 — page 11: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This satirical page contains multiple short humorous pieces typical of early 20th-century American humor magazines. **"Have the English No Sense of Humor?"** mocks British military overkill: two burglars in London are responded to with massive force—the Secretary for War, Scots guards, royal artillery, firemen, and police surround, bombard, and burn the house, killing the burglars and causing widespread damage. The joke's point: such an absurdly disproportionate response to a minor crime demonstrates the English *lack* humor—they take themselves too seriously. **Other pieces** are lighter: poems about roses/Valentine's Day prices, a child combing geraniums for plant lice (misunderstanding mother's complaint), jokes about a woman eating onions, and a pun on "free love" being expensive. **"Judge's Suggestion for City Seals"** shows St. Louis's city seal with a caption—likely gentle mockery of municipal pretension, though specifics are unclear. The **"Modern Valentine"** illustration depicts a woman in an ornate heart-shaped frame—satirizing contemporary romantic sentiment or social conventions around courtship.
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THE CHANCE OF A LIFETIME. Expensive. OSES are red, Violets blue, Beefsteak is high, And valentines, too. Have the English No Sense of Humor ? By WILBUR D. NESBIT. WO bold burglars in London sconced themselves in a house and defied the police. Came then the Hon. the Secretary for War, at the head of the Scots guards, the royal artillery, the firemen, the police, the reserves, the horse artillery, en- and what-not. The house was surrounded, bombarded, besieged, fired, and burned. The Hon. the Secretary for War, at the head of the Scots guards, the royal artillery, the firemen, the police, the horse artillery, the reserves, and the what-not, then marched back to quarters. The two burglars were dead. All London had been upset. Much property was damaged. Lives were lost, people were wounded, and all that sort of thing, you know. The rumor that the English have no sense of humor has been confirmed. A Possible Solution. ITTLE Bo-Peep has lost her sheep And wails the while, ‘‘How sad I am!"” Though ‘twill raise Cain, this will ex- plain Why Mary has a little lamb. Helping Mamma. 66Q@ PEAKING of the bright things children do and say,”’ remarked the lady with the grand air, ‘‘my little Euphrosyne did the cutest thing yester- day. She heard me tell a caller that my geraniums were full of plant lice, and what did the little darling do but run up- stairs and bring down a fine-tooth comb and tell me to comb the geraniums with ier’ A Rare Visitor. By CHARLES C. JONES. Most people seek it day by day- Oh, sad the tale to tell! Not often does it come this way. E’en if it does 'twill seldom stay You ought to know it well! The Nerve of Him. 66] AM ASHAMED to confess it,” says the fair young thing, ‘“‘but I ate onions fordinner. Had you no- ticed it?”" “Not yet,”’ suggests the caller. “Why, how dare you think I would let you!’” Unchanging. D®SPite she loves her motor With the whole of her young heart, She's not changed one small iota When she’s eating a la carte. HE PRETTY girl is known by the valentines she doesn’t tear up. A MODERN VALENTINE, Judge’s Suggestion for City Seals. ST. LOUIS. Economize! SOME people make a grave mistake, Don’t be of them, my friend! There is no doubt that free love is The dearest in the end. comicbooks.com