Judge, 1911-02-25 · page 11 of 24
Judge — February 25, 1911 — page 11: what you’re looking at
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The main cartoon satirizes social embarrassment: a man's picnic lunch spills across a crowded train station floor—hard-boiled eggs, sardines, pickles, milk—mortifying him before numerous acquaintances. The humor targets Victorian-era anxieties about public dignity and class decorum. "The Divorce Industry" jokes that Reno, Nevada was notorious as a divorce destination (due to lenient residency laws). The cartoon's irony: a couple remains married despite being *from* Reno, shocking a stranger who assumes all Reno residents divorce. The punchline—they breed divorces for "export" to other states—mocks both the divorce industry and suggests moral degeneracy. The "Some Books" section parodies contemporary authors through vowel-deleted names (likely recognizable to period readers). "Good Weather Bad" features a plumber complaining that pleasant weather reduces his business—a simple economic joke about service workers preferring emergencies. The page blends political/social satire with everyday humor typical of Judge magazine's satirical approach.
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WHEN Some Books (Not) Recently Received for Review. By WARWICK JAMES PRICE. NOCKABOUT PAPERS: By J-ck J-hns-n. The Egoist: By W-l- h-lm H-h-nz-ll-rn. Seats of the Flighty: Ry Gl-nn C-rt-ss. The Bungle Books: By W-ll-m J-nn-ngs Br--n. I ‘s Labor's Cost: By R-b-rt W-nthr-p Ch-nl-r. A Scamp Abroad: By Dr. (2) Fr-d-r-ck -Ib-rt C--k. + Too Late To Spend: By J-hn D. R-ck-f-ll-r. Idle Thoughts of an Idle Yellow: By W-ll--m R-nd-Iph H--rst. The Lady of the Cake: By M-r--n H-r- I-nd. . Six Men in a Bag, To Say Nothing of the Cat: By W-lt-r W-llm-n. ECESSITY is the mother of inven- tion, She surely has an immense family nowadys. Crvtnnes YOU WISH YOU. HAD NEVER BEEN BORN. When you take your best girl for a day in the country and the catch of your satchel accidentally becomes unfastened and you spill the contents, consisting of hard boiled eggs, sardines, sandwiches, dill pickles, and a bottle of milk, on the floor of the crowded station, where a large num- ber of your acquaintances happen to be at the time, to their great amusement. The Divorce Industry. HE MAN and his wife had met a fellow- travelerona train and got to talking, as travelers do, “We are from Reno,” said the man, after they had become better ac- quainted. “Not really 2?" ex- claimed the stranger. “And you are still mar- ried? How does that happen?” “Oh, that’s easy! You see, we don't have them for home consumption, but entirely for the for- eign trac 66yT’S A PLAY that hasn't one redeem- ing feature."’ “Except the scene in the pawnbroker’s shop.”” Good Weather Bad. 66@)H, WOULD that these mild, pleasant days Might each and all be glummer! Fine weather's not the kind that pays,’’ Quoth Billy Blubs, the plumber. Frozen Man or tus Nortu—" NEVER TOUCHED ME!’ comicbooks.com