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This 1913 piece satirizes women's suffrage through absurdist humor. The article imagines a future where women hold official positions ("Alderwoman," "Detectess," "Nightwatchwoman") and commit crimes as "burglarettes" and "suffragettes"—using feminized "-ette" suffixes to mock the concept. The satire works by treating this scenario seriously: female burglars threaten an alderwoman with hatpins, female detectives investigate using perfume clues, and a "State Asylum for Delinquent Suffragettes" exists. The joke assumes readers will find women in law enforcement or positions of authority inherently ridiculous. The cartoon "A Dull Mahogany Finish" depicts the burglary scene, while other pages show unrelated humor about dodging automobiles and a tortoise-vs.-hare race. This reflects pre-suffrage anxieties (the 19th Amendment passed in 1920) about women's expanding social roles—Judge magazine used exaggeration to mock progressive women's rights advocates.

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News—What It May Come To. (tiem from the New York Mf UDE burglarettes visited the residence of Alder- woman Estelle O’Brien early this morning, and, $3 though interrupted while at their nefarious work, succeeded in escaping with a large quantity of jew- elry. Shortly after one o'clock Mr. O’Brien was awakened by an unusual noise downstairs and immediately aroused his husbandess. The alderwoman quietly slipped on her bloomjeans and investi- gated. She came upon the burglarettes “A DULL MAHOGANY FINISH.” in the dining-room, calmly preparing themselves a cream soda at the side- board. Upon seeing that they were discov- ered, the burglarettes instantly drew two murderous-looking, eighteen-caliber hatpins, with which they held the in- trepid alderwoman at bay while they backed into the adjoining room, whence they made their escape through a win- dow. Mrs. O’Brien immediately telephoned to police headquarters, and a few min- utes later Detectesses Maybelle Steel and June Flannery were on the scene. A strong odor of heliotrope was dete and investigation revealed a black silk bag which the burglarettes had evidently brought for the purpose of carrying away the silverware, but which they had abandoned in their hasty departure. ‘This bag reeked of heliotrope, from which circumstance the detectesses shrewdly infer that at least one of the miscreants is addicted to the use of this perfume. 1 Glory, July Tih, 1935.) Detectess Steel believes they are pro- fessional burglarettes. She asserts that none but hardened crookettes would have braved the patent, automatic squeakers with which the windows of the O'Brien residence are equipped. Special Nightwatchwoman Florence Mudd, who, it will be recalled, eTected the single-handed capture of thu cele- brated Crabb sisters last winter, saw two suspicious characters loitering in the vicinity early in the evening, but thought they were ordinary hoboettes and did not molest them. The alderwoman’s delicate young hub- byette is ina pre- carious condition as a result of the out- rage, and the alder- woman says she will exert every effort to land the wretches behind the slats of the State Asylum for Delinquent Suf- fragettes. She is unable to furnish a description of the burglarettes, as they wore masks. A strict surveil- lance is being main- tained at the soda fountains and ice- mouse lace Judge’s Suggestion for City Seals. PHILADELPHIA. cream saloons along Park Row and the Bowery, as well as over the disreputable resorts in the Pink Tea District, and it is confidently expected that the criminal- esses will be captured. Expert Knowledge Needed. Dyer—"‘I've got a winner this time.’ Ryer— ‘What is it? Dyer—‘Going to advertise lessons on how to dodge an automobile."" To My Tooth. CHE, ache, ache, In thy cavity, oh, nerve! And I would that my tongue could utter The language that you deserve! LONG-DISTANCE all lends en- chantment to the interview. - RUBBING IT IN. Hare—"' What! must be crazy !"" You could beat me even if I hadn't been caught napping? Why, you Tortoise—'* Harsh word, ‘crazy,’ my boy ; but I don't mind your calling me a speed maniac comicbooks.com