Judge, 1912-07-20 · page 21 of 26
Judge — July 20, 1912 — page 21: what you’re looking at
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This page from *Judge* contains several distinct pieces: **Main Comic Story**: "He Was 'Ag'in It'" depicts Uncle Ab Tobey opposing a town fountain at a public meeting, arguing tax money should fund a pickle factory instead. The humor relies on the rural character's obstinate, folksy opposition to civic improvements—a common *Judge* satirical trope mocking small-town conservatism and fiscal resistance. **Secondary Humor**: Two brief anecdotes follow—one about "Mandy" (a Black servant) dismissing her mistress's propriety lecture, and another about judging by appearances. These reflect period attitudes but read today as casually racist and sexist. **Large Advertisement**: Schlitz beer dominates the right side, emphasizing brown bottles preserve beer quality. The illustration shows a caricatured face (unclear identity) pouring beer. **Hotel Advertisement**: Standard hospitality advertising appears at bottom. The page is primarily satirical commentary on rural obstinacy mixed with period advertising and stereotypical humor now considered offensive.
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He Was “ Ag’in It.” o T was at the ‘‘town meetin’ ’’ in Blue- from the berryville and Uncle Ab Tobey was not in harmony with the way in which it was proposed to‘‘waste the tax money’’ rown @) e for what he called ‘‘doodads’’ for orna- isons eerin ruse and you see Pure Beer doodad as a founting in the town square I'm ag'in it, by heck!" said Uncle Ab Sparkling and élear with true fiery fervor of the maker of a motion at a national political conven- ° tion. ‘‘What is the good of a founting, aS a Ss fa) rim anyhow? An’ what if the thing should bu’st when a lot of children was playin’ around it? Our town has got along without no founting for one hundered A beer that is properly aged. an’ eighty-nine years an’ we'd a derned E aye sight better take the money that fount- A beer that will not cause biliousness. ing would cost an’ offer it as a bonus to A beer that is in exactly the same condition as when it left the brewery. the firm that will establish a pickle fact’ry here if a bonus of two hundred dollars kin be raised! What practical The Brown Bottle keeps it 80 help to the town would a little old . a % squirtin’ founting be? The pickle fac- Light cannot harm Schlitz in Brown t'ry would employ as many as eight Bottles. hands an’ add to the commercial int’rests o’ the town, while a founting—all is, Schlitz in Brown Bottles costs gentlemin, I am ag’in it an’ when a man ee pays nineteen dollars an’ sixty-three you no more than beer in light bottles. cents a year taxes, as I do, he's gota right to say how the tax money shall be spent, an’ I'm ag’in havin’ my tax money spent for a founting that would 0 be like enough to skeer the hosses to , See that crown or bolita a. : cork is branded say nothin’ of it blowin’ up or the chil- nlite.” dern fallin’ in it an’ gittin’ drownded! \ Our town pump will do me for a fount- ing an’ there's other taxpayers that feel as I do about it, by heck!" —a. a. c. Order a case from your dealer today. Mandy's Reply. Mandy was a good-looking young col- ored girl and had many admirers. Her mistress often lectured her on behaving with propriety. One evening the mis- tress, going into the kitchen, was sur- prised to find a strange darkey with his arm around Mandy’s waist. “Why, Mandy,"’ said the mistress in- dignantly, ‘‘tell that man to take his arm from around your waist.’ “Tell him yo’self,’’ said Mandy haughtily. ‘He's a puffect stranger to One Block from New Pennsylvania Station a HOTEL IMPERIAL Too True. On Broadway Thirty-first to Thirty-second Don't judge too hastily from appear- ances. The man who comes to your The ideal place to lunch or dine. music by an unexcelled orchestra, Luncheon, b Rede i . Dinner, or an After-Theatre Supper-—in the Palm ack door, looking like a tramp, may be Where excellence of cuisine prevails, where ser- Garden, ot Cafe is a distinct treat, a retired capitalist trying to run his vice of the finest is efficient, yet unobtrusive. Cae eniene oat toes thspplag aboek own auto. Amidst luxurious surroundings, entertained with and a// lines of transportation. i Popular Prices. Sliced Oraisesse'witn ' akin at AURAO a Wiasee Ex ROBERT STAFFORD, Proprietor COPELAND TOWNSEND, Manager appetizing and healthful. Sampleof bitters by mail, Booklet will be mailed on request Bcts, instamps. C.W. Abbott & Co., Baltimore, Md. u in answering advertisements please mention JUDGE. It will be appreciated. comicbooks.com