Judge, 1912-04-27 · page 9 of 23
Judge — April 27, 1912 — page 9: what you’re looking at
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This page contains multiple satirical sketches typical of early 20th-century American humor: **"A Natural Misunderstanding"**: A lecturer discussing Robert Burns's poetry is interrupted by a dozing editor who mishears and enthusiastically shouts approval, thinking Burns is being praised rather than discussed. **"The Footpad and the Poet"**: A humorous inversion—a robber steals from a *publisher* rather than the poet directly, then gives the money to the poet. The satire targets publishers' exploitation of writers. **"Back Again"**: Celebrates the return of affordable shortcake (strawberry shortcake appears seasonal or newly available), mocking recent meat price inflation by welcoming cheaper desserts instead. **"Doc's Up Against It"** and **"A Misunderstanding"**: Quick joke sketches about miscommunication. **"A Personal Affront"**: Satirizes labor organizing—a striking skirt stitcher resigns from her union when asked to picket, finding the work insulting. The page reflects period concerns: literary economics, food prices/availability, labor disputes, and vaccination hesitancy.
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“* My dear Basil! you don't mean to say you haven't ever been to Stumpleigh’s place? A Natural Misunderstanding. HE earnest lecturer raised his voice and spoke with special emphasis. **L want to tell you, ladies and gentle- men,”’ he said, ‘that Robert Burns's poetry ’’—— He was interrupted by a man in the audience, an editor whom he had zoused from a doze. “Good for Robert!"’ cried this man enthusiastically. A rolling pin, now and then, may de- scend upon the best of men. DOC'S UP AGAINST IT. School girl—"* Please, ma says ter vaccinate me where it won't show."’ “HUMAN VARIOUS.” The Footpad and the Poet. 8 That's where you're off! The footpad knew The poet was a poet, And, feeling kindly toward the Muse, He took that way to show it. He didn’t hold him up to rob— He knew he was a poet; But what he did was different, And all the world should know it. For, Io! he'd robbed a publisher, Who otherwise would blow it, And, with his blessing, he conferred The wad upon the poet. What? WS. Lampton, poet A Misunderstanding. First boarder—*Will you pass the cheese?’ Second boarder—** How fast is it trav- eling?” Back Again. Now cease to fret o’er butcher bills, The price of meat forget. What matters if the finny folk Escape the fisher’s net? Farewell to pork chop and to stew! Avaunt, you costly steak! We welcome back to festive board The juicy, red shortcake. An odor of the past—gasoline. Why, he has al/ kinds of people up there A QUINTET. Professor Bug—'' 1 was looking for the South Pole, but I didn’t expect to find five of them." A Personal Affront. Striking members of the Amalga- mated Skirt Stitchers were holding a conference. “Where is that tall, thin girl who joined the union last week?" inquired the walking delegate. The secretary arose to reply: “She handed in her resignation this morning."’ “*What was her reason?’’ “*She took offense when she was called on to act as a picket.’” comicbooks.com