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Judge — November 11, 1911 — page 21: what you’re looking at
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This page contains a humorous short story titled "A Week End Visit" (continued from a previous page) alongside advertisements. ## The Story The narrative depicts a guest's awkward weekend at a country house. Key points of satire include: social pretense (the host family's embarrassment about a relative "Will" who didn't pursue athletics), domestic chaos (a missing cook, freezing guest room, lost formal wear), and servant incompetence (a maid who hides the guest's dress coat among hundreds of gowns). The humor targets upper-class weekend hospitality conventions and the complications of maintaining appearances. ## Advertisements The page features two major ads: - **Schlitz Beer**: Claims superiority through cleanliness and purity standards - **I.W. Harper Whiskey**: Emphasizes quality over price Both ads use the common advertising language of the era, asserting product superiority. This appears to be from the Prohibition period or shortly before, given the prominent alcohol advertising in what was a mainstream satirical magazine.
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A Week End Visit. (Continued from preceding page) sick and not strong enough to rustle you learn that ‘‘she’’ whom Mrs. Halsey had inquired so earnestly about was the new cook, who evidently bad missed two or three trains or got cold feet about the country. served, and after you have lied tartling resemblance between t baby and Raphael's cherubs your eardrum split and your kull rent in its weakest seams by Pagliacci as screamed by Caruso, the Iman who made the talking machine im- possible, it is time to dress for dinner. 's going to be dinner some time faring the evening. The De Borch fam- ly in full cry, uttering joyful banzais, have rushed to the door. From this you ather that the cook has come. The ue room and the yellow room and the bink room are all being done over at his time—the delicious odor of paste hat pervades the air is proof of this. That is why you mustn’t mind being put a poor brother Will’s room. He is up t ‘New Haven’? now, poor fellow! The fam of course, don’t like to peak of it. He was the only De Borch a record that didn’t go in for athletics, iad, of course, the family are rather fat up about it. This room is on the third floor and is pot on speaking terms with the heating pparatus, so your breath falls tinkling bout you in beautiful, frozen forms. e furniture is late Olla Podrida. You ee, brother Will was only a boy, after I. Boys didn’t mind. You are gen- rally cagey and lock your suitcase be- fore you arrive at a country house of a friend. You forgot to this time, and be maid has quite cleaned it out and ith diabolical skill has hidden your ress coat, Where you finally find it, be- ind eight or nine hundred gowns of rs. Halsey’s in your closet. And you Iso find your right pump—you and your ife together. An entirely different paid is hanging onto your wife’s back, baily trying to put a hook into a but- bnhole on the third layer of dress before ~a come to the real, genuine, ou yer. This is more than usually hit for the maid, as you have impor- ined your wife at that moment to help pa find that left pump. If you weren’t so allfired mad it would very funny, the way that maid flew pout, dangling from your wife’s back- ne, as she, faithful retriever, duti- hily hunts the slipper. During the as- mblage of the parts of your wardrobe, bar attention to business is occasionally Stracted by the playful pounding on par door by your host, who is shuffling pout th halls in a gorgeous tub gown, pen the window. This generally works. if she does the weaker-sex . you're stung and have to Ptup and go it yourself. Oh, Polar Circle! Oh, Catacombs! as anything ever as quiet as the coun- ued on following pace.) Schlitz was brewed first in a hut over sixty years 2go. Now our output exceeds a million _ barrels a year. Our agencies dot the earth. More and more people every year are demand- ing Schlitz—Schlitz in Brown Bottles. In our brewery we spend more on purity—in time—in skill— in money—than on any other cost in our brewing. We scald every tub, keg and barrel—every pipe and pump—every time we use it. We wash every bottle four times by machinery. Even the | air, in which the beer is cooled, is filtered. If you knew whet we know about beer, you would say ‘‘ Schlitz— Schlitz in Brown Bottles.” Sepbly The Beer That Made Milwaukee Famous “1, W. HARPER” Quality Whiskey There is more satisfaction in a dram of “OLD I. W.” than ina pint of cheap stuff. The recollection of Quality lasts long after the price is forgotten. HARPER is Best Bernheim Distilling Co., Incorporated Grder a case from your dealer today. See that crown or cork is branaed “‘Schlitz.’? Loulsville, Ky. In answering advertisements please mention JUDGE. It will be appreciated. comicbooks.com