Judge, 1913-03-29 · page 9 of 24
Judge — March 29, 1913 — page 9: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page from the satirical magazine **Judge** contains several short humor pieces reflecting early-20th-century social attitudes: **"The Pot Hunter"** (main story) satirizes excessive hunting and boasting. A man who kills game indiscriminately—and sends postcards of his kills to friends—dies and is denied heaven because St. Peter jokes there are "no facilities for cooking such quantities of game." The satire targets wasteful hunting practices and vanity. **"An Expert"** jokes about a boxer applying as a typewriter operator, using "pugilist" (boxer) as a pun on manual dexterity. **"Not on the Dot"** mocks lazy women who can't perform basic tasks correctly. The shorter quips ("Expecting Assistance," "Not on the Dot") traffic in period stereotypes about women. **"The Modern Martyr"** cartoon (top) appears to satirize domestic life, though specifics are unclear from the image alone. The overall tone reflects Judge's satirical approach to contemporary social behaviors and gender roles of the era.
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O D — cto O Ls —— coming to it and was to be wiped as a man wipeth a dish. The logic of the proposition proves conclusively that a man cannot wipe a dish without doing it harm. That lets me out, of course.”” Mrs. Longwed wiped her eyes and reached for the apron around John Henry’s neck. ‘‘You’re a mean old thing,’’ she wailed, ‘‘and I don’t believe you know how to interpret the Bible, anyway! And I just want to tell you right now that I think Jerusalem de- served to be wiped out if its men wouldn’t learn to wipe dishes without breaking them all to pieces. So there!”’ An Expert “What experience have you had oper- ating a typewriter?” asked the prospec- tive employer. “1,” replied the applicant, running skilled fingers lovingly over the keyboard, “was a pugilist for ten years."” Expecting Assistance Tall blonde—Why do you wear a tight skirt toskate? You will never be able to get up if you fall down? Short brunette—Of course not, goose; not by myself. Not on the Dot She was a lazy, lazy girl, And, too, a trifle snippy. No wonder that she failed to dot The i's in Mississippi. you Procrastination is the thief of dimes. The Pot Hunter HERE was once a man who called him- self a sport, because he loved to go out with his rod and gun and see how many fish or fowl he could kill in a day, without regard to his real needs. When he had made a particularly large kill- ing, he would have post- card pictures of himself and his victims taken, to send to his friends far and near. One day this man died and applied to St. Peter for admission to heaven. St. Peter inquired his name, and, on learning it, looked over his card file of human beings. At the applicant’s name he discovered a copy of each one of these post- cards. Taking them out and handing them to the man, St. Peter asked casually if they were correct. “Yes,"" said the lat- ter, with a touch of pride. “Then,” said St. Peter, ‘‘hell is your fu- ture home. We have no facilities here for cooking such quantities of game.”’ Clement V. Scudder. At a Winter Resort ‘‘That man who just registered says he is a light sleeper,’ remarked the hotel clerk. **Good!’’ exclaimed the “Charge him extra for light."’ manager. THE SNOW MAN comicbooks.com