Judge, 1912-06-22 · page 7 of 24
Judge — June 22, 1912 — page 7: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
The main cartoon depicts **Noah's Ark during the flood**, with the caption "It's too late! You should have made your reservations a week ago." This is a satirical jab at **wealthy New York society's obsession with exclusive accommodations and advance bookings**—comparing it absurdly to securing passage on Noah's Ark itself. The joke mocks the rich's anxiety about being excluded from fashionable retreats. The larger story, "Wisdom? Folly?", contrasts a poor young woman with an old wealthy man. He offers her unlimited luxury and Fifth Avenue mansions in exchange for marriage, but when she asks about love, he dismisses the question. The satire criticizes **transactional marriages between youth and wealth**, suggesting her acceptance represents folly despite material comfort. The page's shorter jokes about hat-shopping and courtship are typical light satirical humor of the era, poking fun at gender stereotypes and social pretension.
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Old Noah (noting their size) —** It 's too late! Wisdom? not in the sky is possible. have a mansion on Fifth Avenue as great as the greatest. the most attractive spot on the conti- nent—and by spot I mean something SHE WAS young. She was beauti- ful. Her imagination played about life’s happiness and mystery. She saw youth marred by labor and its joys en- hanced by riches. She had met youth in man and responded innocently to na- And she had dreamed Wealth is ture’s appeal. dreams. But she was poor. wealth and beauty beauty. He was old. His face was like parch- ment, and as he moved the tokens of age were more apparent. Yet he could laugh, and he was as optimistic as it is permitted a man in the sere to be. He was rich, and in some respects his age was discounted by the means he could take to ease it. Knowledge of life was in his small, twinkling eyes. And ex- perience—ah, yes! Vast experience! He wished and wished. She wondered and wondered. “If you marry me,” said he, ‘‘there is nothing you may not command.” “Nothing?”” ‘*Well, of course, I can’t bring down the moon for you to play with or give you a necklace of stars. But anything: A POSSIBLE SOLUTION OF WHY THE PREHISTORIC ANIMALS ARE EXTINCT. You should have made your reservations a week ago.’ Folly? You shall CHOOSING HER HAT. Sadt “* What you a-sittin’ there for, Mamie ? Mamie—‘' Ob, I'm watchin’ the swells drive past I want to get some ideas for me new hat."” You may select miles square, if you wish—for a country retreat. Europe shall be yours as often as youcare forit. You shall have no im- pulse unsatisfied that money will grat- ify. No queen can compare with you as to luxury and ease, for queens have lit- tle worries of their own. And if you doubt my generosity, make some request asa test. If you marry me, the request shall be granted.”’ “‘What about love?”’ “Love? Why, I love you! Other- wise, why should I offer you all this?”’ “You really love m “‘Really."’. And he smiled as amiably as a gargoyle. “Very well. It is a bargain.’’ And they were married. —v. a. w. In Sunday School. “Why did Adam name the animals?” “I suppose he wasn’t a vegetarian and he wanted to know what he was eating.”” The Limit. “What is a court of last resort, pa?’’ “Courting an old maid." comicbooks.com