Judge, 1912-06-15 · page 16 of 28
Judge — June 15, 1912 — page 16: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page satirizes early 1910s American politics and social issues. The top section mocks an Italian immigrant's broken-English political commentary about Theodore Roosevelt and William Howard Taft during what appears to be a presidential campaign—likely the contentious 1912 election when Roosevelt split the Republican vote. The immigrant's malapropisms ("graff" for graft, phonetic Italian-American dialect) were a common contemporary stereotype used for both humor and social commentary. The small silhouette cartoon "Didn't Wait For It" depicts a vagrant avoiding a dog, playing on class humor. "A Mothergosling" parodies suffragette activism with references to "cobblestone raids"—likely alluding to the increasingly militant British suffrage movement. The convention-times dialogue jokes about delegates' poor accommodations and sexual impropriety. The final "Postal Information" item is a mild joke about the minimal weight of a woman's bathing suit requiring only one cent postage. Overall, the page reflects contemporary anxieties about immigration, women's political participation, and campaign corruption.
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He Maka Me Laugh! Y! THIS is da granda lan! Maka da mon on da penut, loosa on da banan. Hear all da pepul talka about da ‘‘graff,"” Teddy De Roose and Biga Bill Taff. Some say stoppa keekin my dog aroun, Help getta da bizness offa da groun. Teddy De Roose say my hat inna da ring, Gotta taka da third term, don’t wanta dam thing. Gotta busta da trust and stoppa da “‘gratf."’ Teddy De Roose! He maka me laugh! Me! I votta for Clark—he owna da houn, He getta da bizness offa da groun. Gotto recalla da jodge, causa da jodge is da crook; Gotta hava da more baba and fira da cook. Teddy De Roose! He maka me laugh! Gonna busta da trust and stoppa da “‘graff.'" SOR. A Certainty. De Style—*Do you think women will take part in the coming campaign?"’ Gunbusta—'I know two that will— Anna Nias and Molly Coddle.’” “YOU'RE THE ONLY GIRL I EVER LOVED.” In Convention Times. One of fifty other delegates—** You Have you have been gone four hours. got anything for us?"’ The scout—‘*You bet. Two dandy chances; a ten-minute option on one- third of a big bed and a half-hour’s op- tion on half a little bed."" A Mothergosling. ““Suffragette Mary, quite contrary, How do your prospects grow?” “*With cobblestone raids and big parades And pretty maids all in a row.”* DIDN'T WAIT FOR IT. Waggles—“* Did yer ask de woman at de last bouse fer a bite ?"’ Raggles—"" Yes; but she said der dog did all de bitin’ fer de fami an’ w'en she Started to untie him I beat it." “On” Money. “The man we nominate at this con- vention,’ said a delegate, en route, “will some day have his face on our money.”* “Unless the Democrats should win,’ some one interposed. ‘If Wilson's face ever appears on our bills then they'll be long green, all right. If Taft, then the money will come round again."" “If I’m ever elected President," said a’ meek, humble man, ‘‘I mean to change the style. I don’t ever want my face on it. “What would be the new style?” was asked. “Why, I prefer to have my hands on it,’” he explained. Postal Information. “*How much postage will this take?”’ asked the middle-aged lady, as she handed a package marked ‘‘Miss Jean DeSwellers, Atlantic City, N. J.,’" to the clerk at the stamp window. The man weighed it carefully. writing?” he inquired. “Not a line,’’ responded the lady, “it’s only my daughter’s bathing suit."’ “One cent,’’ snapped the man. “Any comicbooks.com