Judge, 1911-07-15 · page 17 of 24
Judge — July 15, 1911 — page 17: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page contains three separate humor pieces typical of early 20th-century satire: **"The Co-ed's Enigma"** mocks female college students, suggesting that despite having access to serious intellectual pursuits (Homer, Plato), young women are supposedly only concerned with frivolous matters—specifically, designing their graduation dress. The satire targets both the pretensions of higher education for women and contemporary assumptions about female priorities. **"Righto"** is a brief wordplay joke about a proofreader named "R. E. Vise" (sounds like "revise"), playing on homonyms and professional terminology. **"Flight of Fancy"** is a humorous poem about an arrow's unpredictable trajectory, ending with slapstick: it hits the father, angering him, then the child receives punishment—reflecting period attitudes toward parental discipline. **"A Trip to the Zoo"** presents animal cages with anthropomorphic humor, showing creatures labeled with human characteristics (Grey Apes, African Ants depicted as people in the cages), a common visual joke format of the era.
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The Co-ed's Enigma. By MINNA IRVING. HE FAIR co-ed is deep in thought, A frown is on her brow, The music of her girlish laugh But rarely ripples now. : She starts and mut- ters to herself, With wild, distracted looks; Declines to share the midnight spread, And quite ignores her books. Oh, does some problem erudite Her youthful mind engage, Some knotty point in Homer’s song Or Plato's polished page? Of neither does she think at all, I'm sorry to confess; She’s merely planning how to make Her graduation dress. Righto. By WILLIAM WHIM Purist—* How is this? Your card reads, ‘R. E. Vise, Rectifier and Com- pounder,’ and you tell me you are a proofreader."” R. E. Vise—* Why, yes; errors and compound words."? I rectify “THE BEAUTY PARLOR.’ Flight of Fancy. By JOE CONE SHOT an arrow in the air. At first I thought I knew not where It went, but soon, alas! I found It never reached the solid ground. It fell and struck my daddy's head, And he with righteous wrath grew red. The arrow I shot in the air Next fell on me, I knew just where. ATRIP TO THE ZOO 3355 AFRICAN ANTS * PRETTY LITTLE CALVES - comicbooks.com