Judge, 1911-04-08 · page 22 of 24
Judge — April 8, 1911 — page 22: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page is primarily **advertisements and humorous short items**, not political cartoons. The main content includes: **Advertisements:** Milo Egyptian cigarettes, Club Cocktails (pre-mixed drinks), and Mrs. Winslow's Soothing Syrup dominate the layout. **Humor pieces:** Brief jokes and quips from various newspapers, including: - A dad joke about a ship's "hold" (the anchor) - Sentimentality about eating the last jar of jelly - Office humor about taxi reliability and death - Wordplay about rain and a businessman dealing in "pig iron" **Cartoon:** "One Touch of Kindness—The Kiss" shows a woman kissing a small dog while it eats from a plate. The Sketch credits this as gentle domestic humor. **Context for modern readers:** The page reflects early-20th-century American humor—puns, sentimental verse, and gentle domestic comedy. The advertisements for cocktails and cigarettes indicate pre-Prohibition or early Prohibition-era publishing. The overall tone is lighthearted rather than satirical.
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Egyptian Cigarette of Quality AROMATIC DELICACY MILDNESS PURITY 2 at your Club or Dealer's THE SURBRUG CO., Makers, New York, Did His Best. Son—**Pa, what is a shi Mr. Woolly West—*Why—er—it’s the anchor, I suppose.’’—Boston .Tran- script, Try he It is said that by anointing your with the milk of human kindness you will be able to see good in your neigh- bors.—Denver Republican. The finest cocktail in the world—less the trouble of preparing it. Accept no substitate. Martini (gin base) and Man- hattan (whiskey base) are the The Last Jar of Jelly (With apotogies.) 'Tis the last jar of jelly, Left standing alone; All its lovely companions Are eaten and gone. No jar of crabapple, No pint glass of quince To reflect back its blushes. They've vanished long since. I'll not leave thee, thou last one, To mold on thy shelf; Since the others are eaten, I'll eat thee myself. Thus gayly I’m spreading Thy form on my bread, And smile as thou quiver, So wabbly and red. And I know she is grieving To view thy demise. But a brute, mean and heartless, I'd be, let me own, If in this gloomy cellar I left thee alone. — Detroit Free Press. Unfortunate Combination. Customer—‘‘Are you sure you'll have my taxi at the house on time?"’ Garage owner—‘‘Certainly. Don't you know there's nothing surer than death and taxis?’—Woman's Home Companion, Misery. The rain pours down in silvery sheets And bitter is my cup, For all my life I've longed to see The rain go pouring up! —Baltimore Sun. The Reason. “*Why is that man always grunting so about his business?"’ know, unless it is the force nm. You see, he deals in pig iron.’"—Baltimore American. Pessimistic. Now many people wish to bet A goodly stake That we for spring will only get Another fake. —Pittsburgh Post. Mothers will find Mrs. Winslow's Soothing Syrup the best remedy for their children. 25e. a bottle. ONE TOUCH OF KINDNESS. The Kiss. —The Sketch In answering advertisements please mention JUDGE. It will be apprecinted Wana. eS 7 ES SSN) aS comicbooks.com