Judge, 1911-09-09 · page 5 of 24
Judge — September 9, 1911 — page 5: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page contains **satirical poetry and social commentary** rather than political cartoons. The poems mock various targets: 1. **"A Letter Tribute"** uses alphabet letters as double entendres to satirize romantic relationships and courtship conventions. 2. **"Coincidentally"** critiques a young woman's hypocrisy—she claims not to care about her appearance yet carefully uses mirrors and "scheming thoughts" to attract men. 3. **"Beware!"** warns against "cunning flirts" and seductive women. 4. **"And Then You're Out"** makes a cynical joke about bill collectors targeting men, presumably after they've been financially drained by romantic pursuits. The **illustration** depicts a social scene with an early automobile, showing class commentary on wealth and modernity. The overall theme satirizes gender relations, materialism, and romantic deception in early 20th-century American society.
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Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.
A Letter Tribute. “Toues you may think Iam a‘ My love, dear heart, will live for Your guardian I would ever ‘‘B.”” Bid me but come, and you shall ‘‘C.’" Give heed, my dove; I’ll tell you “Y*’ No one can love so deep as I. Affection strong hath found its ‘‘Q”” In this, fair one—I love but ‘*U."" To pay the parson, I've a ‘*V."" Coincidentally. 6¢é]T ISN’T the thing you do, dear; it’s the things you leave un- done,’ ’’ sang the girl to her sweetheart sentimentally. - “I see that our ideas of the young man exactly coincide’? remarked her father, who happened also to be the young man’s employer. WHat your looking-glass tells you, you may count upon as being the result of reflection. By RUPERT EDWARD BLATCRFORD. HE LOOKS at you with soulful eyes, Has tender ways and doleful sighs, A spirit which—shy and frail— Would from the world’s encounter quail; A vision, sweet, guileless, pure, That seems from scheming thoughts secure. Ah, credulous man, be on the alert! 'Tis the art of every cunning flirt. And Then You ‘re Out. 'HE BILL collector, now and then, Is apt to catch the best of men. “THERE, DANNY, B'Y, WHAT AM I ALWAYS APTHER ‘TELLIN’ YE—3HURE, AN’ THE RICH HAS THEIR THROUBLES LIKE TH’ REST AV CS.” comicbooks.com