Judge, 1911-04-01 · page 14 of 24
Judge — April 1, 1911 — page 14: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
**The Main Cartoon ("Ambiguous"):** A judge sits in court while a witness covers his mouth to whisper. The joke plays on judicial propriety—the judge invites the witness to whisper anything "decent people shouldn't hear," creating comic irony about what courts will tolerate. **"Letter from an Elderly Female":** This is satirical social commentary. A elderly woman sarcastically thanks boys who stretched a wire across a sidewalk that tripped her. Her mock-grateful, overly formal letter is humorous, but it subtly critiques youthful cruelty and recklessness toward the elderly. The closing wish that the boys end "on the scaffold or in the electric chair" is darkly ironic. **"A Dog Tail" / "Trimmed" / "Have You Ever Found One?":** These are brief humorous vignettes—a dog chases the wrong animal, a poem gets edited down, and an oyster without a damaged pearl is supposedly rare. They're light comic fillers typical of Judge magazine's miscellaneous humor content.
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AMBIGUOUS. QD Judge—"' Now, witness, if there is anything that decent people shouldn't hear, you can whisper it to me."’ the article on Cayenne. I find that it is @ seaport and the capital of French Guiana. I have also looked up the word “snoot,’’ and find it is not in our en- cyclopedia. As I contemplate giving you a good biff on yours the next time I hopes. I tried to fall as ridiculously as possible. Perhaps I am a little stiff to get the utmost possible out of a hidden wire, but I flatter myself that the man- ner in which I threw my feet in the air, at the same time twisting my torso so see you, will you not kindly look it up + that I fell full on my left ear, with my in your father’s encyclopedia. With sincere love and regards, Your Cousin, IV. Letter from an Elderly Female Who Has Just Fallen Headiong, to the Young Terrors of the East Who Stretched the Wire across the Sidewalk. New York, April Ist, 1911. My dear boys—If you will pardon a female for addressing you in this in- formal manner, I wish to embrace this opportunity and tell you with what grat- itude I fell full length across the invisi- ble wire you stretched from the tree to the fence, at the height of my ankles, a few minutes ago. . The left side of my face is raw with pleasure, and my nose aches with joy. Youth, when engaging in pleasures, is too prone to forget age; but you, my dear boys, were glad to have me form a part of your merry do- ings. I trust I did not disappoint your 2 Rudolph—" Zip! Crouch !'" right foot pressed against my nose, may have amused you. If not, will you not pardon me and believe my failure was due to inexperience? In conclusion, may A DOG TAIL. 1, Rudolph—" Aba! That looks like the rear of my old enemy Fritz. I'll settle my score by giving him a good sharp nip on the end of his tail.” 3. Rudolph—"' Yip! wasn't Fritz, after all. I not assure you of my distinguished consideration and express the hope that all the members of your organization-- the Young Terrors of the East—will grow up following the traditions of the organization and reach finally a noble end on the scaffold or in the electric chair? Most sincerely, An Elderly Dame. Trimmed. E WROTE Hair," And hopefully he s! dit; And when the verses printed were, An editor took up a pair Of scissors long and clipped it. Have You Ever Found One? 66\ HAT do you cons‘der the rarest thing in the world?” “An oyster containing a pearl that hasn’t been damaged.” a sonnet called ‘Her WL THINGS are with the shoe- maker who patches our shoes while we wait. Ki, yi, yeo-0-0-0! Oh, sugar, it 1 forgot I was a dachshund !"" comicbooks.com