Judge, 1912-08-24 · page 10 of 24
Judge — August 24, 1912 — page 10: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
The top cartoon satirizes a repeat offender claiming opposition to a "third term"—likely referencing Theodore Roosevelt's 1912 Bull Moose Party campaign for a third presidential term. The prisoner's invocation of anti-third-term sentiment as his defense is absurd; the judge has sentenced him three times for crimes, not politics. The remaining content consists of brief humorous anecdotes about social life (wealthy women complaining about servants, gossipy neighbor conversations) and a lengthy poem titled "Swat the Fly!" emphasizing public health through fly-killing—reflecting early 20th-century disease-prevention campaigns linking flies to illness transmission. The single photograph shows people on a beach, though its relevance to the page's text is unclear. Overall, this appears to be a typical Judge magazine mix of political humor, social commentary, and public-health advocacy, typical of the magazine's satirical approach to contemporary American life.
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His Honor—* This is the third time I have had to sentence you NOT A BULL MOOSE. you to say for yourself ?”” Prisoner—* Nothing, your Honor, except that I am unalterably opposed to a third term."" On the Hotel Piazza. Mrs. Boston—‘‘Did you bring any light fiction reading with you this sum- mer?"”’ Mrs. Manhattan—'*No; it wasn't nec- essary. You see, I get a letter from my husband every day."’ Rehearsing. Bings—‘‘Look! That motorist has just run over himself!"’ Jings—‘‘That’s no accident. He is qualifying as a vaudeville headliner."” On an Ocean Liner. Maud—‘‘ My neighbor at table doesn’t look very rich, and yet she con- stantly growls about her trouble with servants.’’ Beatrice—‘‘Perhaps she keeps an intelligence office.”’ The Stranger. First citizen —‘*Who is that stranger hurrying down on the other side?”’ Second citizen—"'I don't ree- ognize him. Must be a new po- litical party f | ia “They tell me Anna is study- os ing Esperanto.’’ “Studying it! She speaks it like a native!" Swat the If you would be well and strong, Swat the fly! If you would your life prolong, And escape the germlet throng, Let this be your daily song: Swat the fly! Rush him, Crush him, Squash him Make him die. Trap him, Slap him, Rap him— Swat the fly! GOSSIP. Cynthia—" 1 beard the most awful tales about Mrs. Van Gay yesterday. _1 know they were a tissue of lies."” Chorus—"* Do tell us! There may be some truth in them What have Fly! Be as watchful as can be, Swat the fly! If one in the house you see, Stalk him with unholy glee, Draw your faithful sniggersnee; Swat the fly! Trail him, Flail him, Nail him— Swat the fly! Run him, Gun him, Stun him— Swat the fly! Fold the evening paper tight, Swat the fly! Now just let the varmint light, Before the knave can take to flight Bring it down with main and might; Swat the fly! Flay him, Lay him, Slay him— Swat the fly! Rack him, Crack him, Whack him— Swat the fly! — Don. Cameron Shafer. comicbooks.com