Judge, 1911-06-03 · page 8 of 24
Judge — June 3, 1911 — page 8: what you’re looking at
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This is a collection of short humorous pieces satirizing early 20th-century American life and attitudes. **"In Days of Old"** parodies prehistoric romance through excessive love letters—mocking sentimental courtship customs. **"An Airy, Eerie"** satirizes wealthy urbanites ("Mr. Citibred") who affect superiority about living in apartments without servants or elevators, then immediately regret the physical exertion—poking fun at pretentious affectation and disconnect from reality. **"Old Heads"** shows children cleverly misusing Biblical reference about medicinal wine to get alcohol, satirizing both parental naivety and children's manipulation. **"Revised"** and other pieces mock various social types: overly cautious pessimists, wealthy coin collectors (implying wealth without taste or discrimination), and men feigning deafness to avoid giving up seats to women—all gentle satire of common character flaws and social hypocrisies of the era. The cartoons use simple, recurring scenarios to expose vanity and inconsistency in American society.
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In Days of Old. ITCHING her dinosaur to a projecting rock, Miss Stoneage exclaimed, “Gracious! Is that another pyramid?” “No, indeed !"’ replied Mr. Bigspear. ‘Miss Bearskin is suing old Hornyhand for breach of promise, and that pile is his love letters."" HERE are no fish in last year’s nets. AN AIRY, EERIE, 1. Mr. Citibred--"' Well, well! In our own little house out in the ozone. "No janitors, no bangety clackel, Grass! Di-diddle-de-dum-dum-di !—— Yo people upstairs to slash bang on the piano and play ‘ Every Little Movement’ till milxtime! No fresh elevator kids! Our own stairs ! 3.—— Come on, wifey, let 's run up ‘em. Don't you feel like'a kid ? —— BREAKING HEARTS. Watered Stock. ITTLE drops of water, Little gusts of air Make the mighty dollars For the millionaire. Old Heads. ITTLE Harry and May were playing together and erst- the party ents had given sev- while discussing their pa eral of their jovial friends the night before. Suddenly a bright idea occurred to the boy, and, confiding the same to his sister, they sought their mother. “Say, mamma,” said Har- ry, “doesn’t the Bible say something about a little wine being good for the stomach’s sake?"’ dear,/I believe it 8."" replied the wondering mother. “*Well,’’ said the boy, ‘‘our stomachs ache and we'd like a little.” Revised. ACK SPRATT could eat no fats, His wife could eat no leans; And so to satisfy their needs They cooked a mess of greens! Needless Worry. PESSIMIST is a man who can’t enjoy this number of Jupce because he is afraid next week's won't be as good, His Hobby. Bowling —“‘That man’s a famous collector of coins.”” Green—“You mean rare coins?”” Bowling—“Any old kind; he’s a multi-millionaire.”” Not the Only One. «JOU KNOW,” he was saying, ‘I couldn't see a woman stand up while I was sitting.” “So you gave seat?” “No; Iclosed my pretended to be asleep.” her your yes and GOOD-FOR-NOTHING may be too lazy to lifta finger, but never too lazy to lift a ‘‘three fingers." ERIE ARIA. 4. —— Ain't it great! Ain't it great, kid? —— 5 Whatja bring me ont tothis jay ‘ny more miles is it to the top?”” Mr, Citibred —" Ouch! Ouh, I creak every time I move. What d’ya think of a yap joint with no eleva- tors, hey? Back to the big burg for mine!” comicbooks.com