Judge, 1911-05-20 · page 20 of 24
Judge — May 20, 1911 — page 20: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
The main cartoon depicts a real estate agent confronting an awkward situation: a prospective buyer (a woman) asks if a neighborhood is healthy before purchasing. When she reveals her husband is a physician, the agent admits the district is actually *not* healthy—implying that a doctor would know better and wouldn't want to live there, or that the neighborhood's poor health would be good for a doctor's business. The joke hinges on the ironic conflict between the agent's sales pitch and professional honesty when dealing with someone who understands the area's actual conditions. The page is otherwise filled with period advertisements (High Life Beer, Sunny Brook Whiskey) and miscellaneous humor pieces typical of Judge magazine's satirical format—jokes about bills, phonographs, and family dinners that require no specific historical context to understand their basic comedic structure, though details of contemporary life they reference are now obscure.
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HIGH LIFE Tue Cramacne BB FRR MILLER-MILWAUKEE Clent—" BEPORE WE DECIDE ON THE HOUSE, MY HUSBAND A:kE) NE TO ENQUIRE IP THE DISTRICT 18 AT ALL UNHEALTHY |” House agent—" ER—WHAT 18 YOUR BUSBAND'S PROPESSION, MADAM?” Client—" we 13. A PHYSICIAN.” House agent—" HUM—ER—WELL, I'M APRAID TRUTH COMPELS ME TC ADMIT THAT THE DISTKICT 13 NOT TOO HEALTHY |” —London Opinion. PURE Whiskey Properly used, the Best and Most Healthful (onic known Accept no ForSaletverywhere ‘Scvstiuc The Budding Booms. Make room! Make room! For the presidential boom! They come in proper season as the flow’- rets sweetly bloom; Some so shy and some so flaunting, Some so delicately haunting That they linger through the gloom Like the ghost of a perfume. Some are sad and some are sunny, Some are grave and some are funny, Some are modest, drooping low ‘Neath belated drifts of snow; But the shapes that they assume Mostly meet a common doom, Desiccated and ill fated, Laid upon ambition’s tomb; And what greets you through the gloom Is the ghost of a perfume. —Washington Star. If You Would Preserve Your Lustrous Eyes, Use Murine Eye Tonic—A Favorite Toilet Luxury. Two Drops—No Smarting—Feels The Me: Minstrels. —Jnterlocutor— “Well, Mr. Bones, how would you like a position in my office?” Bones—‘‘Putty good, sah, putty good.”” Interlocutor—‘‘Do you think you could tell the bills apart?’” Bones—‘‘Yassah. I saw dem dis mawnin’. Some was marked ‘Paid,’ and some was just like de weather.”” Interlocutor—**What do you mean— all over due?’’ Bones—‘‘No, sah; unsettled."’"— Youngstown Telegram. Getting Inside Information. — ‘‘ Your lodgers complain that you read their letters.”” “Well, I can't ask them questions about their private affairs. That would be very indiscreet.’’—Pele Mele. Appropriate.—A sign in front of a butcher shop at Barking, Okla., reads: Try Our Famous Barking Sausage. —St. Louis Post-Dispatch. Every lover of a good cocktail should call for Abbott's Bitters. Makes the best. Of Two Evils Choose the Lesser.— Mr. Styles (after the call)—‘Did you mean that when you told Mrs. Catt that you never enjoyed hearing a phonograph as much as you did hers?” Mrs. Styles——‘‘Certainly I meant it. Didn’t you notice she kept her tongue still while her phonograph was going?”’ —Yonkers Statesman. Told Away Home.—Tom—‘‘My pa is very religious. He always bows his head and says something before meals.’’ Dick—‘*Mine always says something when he sits down to eat, but he don’t bow his head.’" Tom—‘‘ What does he say?"’ Dick—Go easy on the butter, kids; it’s forty cents a pound.’’"—New York Independent. in answering aavertisements please mention JUDGE. It will be arpreciated. comicbooks.com