Judge, 1911-03-11 · page 8 of 24
Judge — March 11, 1911 — page 8: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page contains multiple satirical pieces targeting early 1900s social trends: **Top cartoon ("Just Laugh")**: Mocks a motorist hitting a pedestrian who finds humor in the accident—satirizing both reckless driving (a new phenomenon) and lower-class stoicism. **"Hobble Yell"**: Parodies college cheers while ridiculing the "hobble skirt," a restrictive women's fashion that made walking difficult. The mockery targets both the absurd garment and educated women who wore it. **"Modern Strategy"**: A burglar abandons his robbery because a couple won't stop saying goodnight—satirizing prolonged romantic farewells as comically obstructive. **"A Little Verse"**: Anti-suffragist doggerel expressing preference for women's invisibility over their voting rights activism. **Other pieces**: Mock various social types (overly affectionate men, frivolous spending husbands, suffragists). The page reflects Judge's conservative stance on women's expanding social roles—fashion, education, and especially suffrage—presenting these developments as ridiculous threats to normalcy.
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Frightened motorist (who has run into pedestrian) —* What are you laughing at? Bat oh, gee’ m-mister, if you could a-seen your face when you hit me!” Pedestrian—'' I know it, mister A Hobble Yell. (Vassar and Wellesley gists please copy.) OBBLE, hobble! tri trip! swish! bing! ah! Oh, thou hobble skirt get- ting on a car! Rip, rip! split! tear! step- ped too far! Hobble skirt, hobble skirt! siss! boom! ‘rah! Maxims of the Maxim Man. r. IS all right to give a kiss for a blow, but as far as some pugilists are concerned we'd prefer the blow to hav- ing them kiss us. You never miss the water till the well runs dry, and some people don’t miss it even then if there is anything else to drink within reach. The trouble with a good many children is not that they haven’t been brought up properly, but that they haven’t been taken down sufficiently. The character of the gate to the fu- ture life that we shall pass through at the ultimate hour depends somewhat upon the gait we strike while here. A LA CARNEGIE—"JUST LAUGH." Modern Strategy. HE BURGLAR has climbed into the house through a rear window, and to his surprise when he reaches the par- lor he hears low voices in the hall. “Girl and her beau tellin’ each other good-night,’’ he thinks. He waits and waits and waits, They keep on saying good-night. Finally he slips up the stairs and clears his throat harshly. “‘Good-night, darling,’’ whispers the girl. ‘Papa is so peevish."” The front door then closes, the girl goes up stairs, and the cracks- man hums a merry song as he goes about his work, Alkali Ike—‘‘They have just taken Roaring Bill to the hospital." Pistol Pete—‘*What happened to him?” Alkali Ike—‘‘ He tried to break up a suffragist meeting.” You blamed fool, I might have killed you !"* A Little Werse. ] NEVER saw a sutfragette, I never hope to see one; But I can tell you, anyhow, I'd rather see than be one. ERYTHING comes to him telephones. THE LIMITED MALE. “' T see that young Rakely is not living so fast as he used to."’ “* Not since his wife put a speedometer on his spending money.” comicbooks.com