Judge, 1911-06-03 · page 9 of 24
Judge — June 3, 1911 — page 9: what you’re looking at
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This Judge magazine page satirizes early-20th-century anxieties about women entering male-dominated professions. "Freakish Femininity" mocks female workers by inventing absurd job titles (Doctorine, Farmerine, Electricianesse) and imagining they'd confuse professional vocabulary with fashion terminology—mixing accountancy with "hip pads," medicine with fabric costs, and carpentry with dress tailoring. The humor relies on the stereotype that women are inherently unsuited for serious work. "The Muck-raker" (by Charles C. Jones) depicts a compulsive critic obsessing over trivial flaws—a dent in his hat, a spot on his shoe, his nose's shape—while ignoring what actually works. This likely targets contemporary "muckraking" journalists who exposed corruption but, the cartoonist suggests, fixated obsessively on minor scandals. Other brief items include puns about women in trades ("dandy fly catcher") and a joke equating international marriages as commercial transactions: American wealth exchanged for British titles.
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NEEDED TO STOP THOSE BIG SCORE: He 's rather awkward.” “Shall we sign bim up? “Yes; but he 's a dandy fly catcher."” Freakish Femininity. HEN women butt into the trades over which men now predominate, we can expect some of the follow- ing breaks to be made: Accountantess, Assistant—‘‘These figures very poorly."* Accountantess—‘‘Don’t you think hip pads would them — er —I mean’’—— show up improve Groceresses. Customer—‘‘Are your eggs good?"” Groceress—‘Oh, yes! They've got chiffon yolks in them—er—er—er—I mean’’—apology ad infinitum. Doctorine. Doctorine (to patient)—‘*Your pulse is just ninety-eight, reduced from one dollar—I beg your pardon, I mean,”’ ete. Farmerine. Laborer—‘‘How shall I sow seed?”’ Farmerine—‘‘Sew it with long stitches — er — excuse me, I mean,"’ etc. Electricianesse. Customer — ‘‘Have any push buttons?”’ Electricianesse — ‘‘ We haven’t any more buttons, but you can use hooks and eyes—er—er—how foolish of me to suggest,” etc., ete. FP. Pier this you Sufficient. Johnny Monk—“ ox, YOU MEAN ELSIE EI HOOP FOR AN BARRE House owner—"I only want you to give the house ene coat.’” Painterine—‘Oh, I see! coat and no skirt, and—oh, excuse me, I” Just one Butcherettes. Customer—'I would like to have that beef dressed.” Butcherette—‘‘Decollete or princess or—oh, dear, how forgetful I am!"’ etc. Carpenterette. Work woman—‘‘ How shall I cut this board?’’ Carpenterette—‘‘Cut it on the bias, a little longer in the front than behind— oh, no, no! I should have said,’’ ete. Fat boarder-—This room seems very small.”” Landlady’s daughter — “Going to be here long?” Fat boarder—""Yes.”” Landlady’s daughter—“Then it'll be plenty large enough for you by the end of the week.” The Dandelion. By JOE CONE. HE DANDELION was a pest— That is, some years ago; To see our lawns so bilious like Just filled our hearts with woe. But now the golden dandelion We think extremely fin We pluck each blossom with delight And put it into wine. . The Intemational Marriage Equation. American $$$. British Title American Nobility + British £££ The Muck-raker. By CHARLES C. JONES. HE MUCK-RAKER looked at his hat And cast it relentlessly down; Said he, as he did, “It's a pretty fair lid, But, then—there’s a dent in the crown.”” He looked at his feet in dismay And sighed, as a martyr might do, “There’s doubt not a bit, They certainly fit; But, then—there’s a spot on one shoe.’’ He looked at his nose in the glass And mourned as a man who wears crape. “Alas! I can smell With the organ full well; But, then—would you notice its shape!’’ Again he looked into the glass, While yet a full hour went by; Said he, ‘I can see, Which I’m sure pleases me; But, then—there’s a mote in my eye.” “ NEVER A-GAIN.” comicbooks.com