Judge, 1912-09-21 · page 18 of 24
Judge — September 21, 1912 — page 18: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page collects humorous cartoons and jokes translated from European satirical magazines (Jugend from Munich, L'illustrazione Italiana, Punch from London, and others), presenting them as cross-cultural entertainment. The jokes target familiar subjects: a distracted policeman blaming a lady for missing a crime, an artist seeking a painting subject, sarcasm about the Olympics promoting racial "improvement," working-class advice about bootstraps, a barber's industrial-age efficiency, and a child's practical logic (scrambling broken eggs rather than boiling them). "New to the Service" depicts telephone frustration—a common technology complaint of the era. The page demonstrates early 20th-century *Judge* magazine's practice of international content-sharing, treating humor as universal while celebrating European wit. The cartoons assume readers' familiarity with modern urban life, athletics, and emerging technologies.
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The Great Hat. (Aus dem Rapport eines Schutzmannes): “Da ich gerade einer Dame lingere Auskunft gab, konnte ich die Vorgiinge vor mir nicht be obachten.”” From the report of a policeman: ‘‘As I was at the time giving some lengthy information to a lady, it was impossible for me to observe the occurrences in front of me.’’—Jugend (Munich). Genius. “So, eine Richtung batt’ ich nun!—Jetzt brauch’ ich nur mehr das Malen zu lernen!” “‘Well, I must have a subject. I need more than ever to learn to paint. —Jugend (Munich). Now Italian Sarcasm. Alle Olimpiadi di Stoceolma: L+ sport e il mig- Horamento nell’ estetica della razza At the Olympic games, Stockholm: Sport and the esthetic improvement of the race!—L’illustrazione Italiana. Advice. “Arbeiten muss der Mensch—ich bin auch nicht von einer Pueite reich geworden!” “A man must work, you know, 1 didn’t get rich on one bankruptcy.’’— Jugend (Munich). She—'My! how you look, Sepp!"” He—The barber at the industrial ex- shaving upon my face. Blaetter (Munich). But He Did Solve One. “Nicht einmal die einfachste Rechnung kannst du Wenn deine Mutter zum Abendbrot Eier kochen will, und sie hat sieben Eier und drei davon zer- brechen ihr,—wieviel kann sie dann noch kochen?” “Dann kocht sie gar keine,—dann macht sie Robrei!” “You can’t solve even the simplest problem! If your mother wants to boil eggs for supper, and she has seven eggs and three of them break, how many can she now boil?’’ “She wouldn’t boil any—she would scramble them!"—Meggendorfer Blaet- ter (Munich). New to the Service. “Look ‘ere! Yer blows up the pipe and I arsts yer wot yer wants, and yer blows in my ear; and when I arsts yer wotcher doin’ of, yer blows in my ear again.’"—Punch (London). comicbooks.com