Judge, 1913-05-17 · page 5 of 24
Judge — May 17, 1913 — page 5: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
The main illustration depicts a crowded beach scene titled "Introduced by Mount Vesuvius," referencing the famous volcano. The cartoon appears to satirize social pretension and networking at fashionable resorts. Two men exchange dialogue about meeting someone, with one claiming he "came from Pittsburgh myself"—suggesting the humor derives from unexpected social connections among the supposedly elite vacationing crowd. The surrounding text contains several brief humorous pieces, including "The Hammock's Fate" and "Spotted," which mock romantic and social situations typical of leisure settings. "Counting the Cost" jokes about expensive automobile fines. These appear to be light satirical commentary on upper-class vacation behavior, social climbing, and conspicuous consumption—standard Judge magazine fare mocking genteel society.
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INTRODUCED BY MOUNT VESUVIUS Mr. Steele—Punky, ain't it? Mr. The Hammock's Fate QUESTION HA‘Mock swinging ‘neath the trees, Stirred by every passing breeze, Old and ragged, tell me true, Of what use this year are you? ANSWER Last year, when I was still new, I held lovers, fond and true; This year, though I’m old and staid, I'm the cradle for their babe. —Purlle May Notte, The Main Thing Cub reporter—I guess I'll have all my work copyrighted. City editor—Never mind that. have the copy right. Just Rayle—Shake, old man! Spotted HEY were speaking of their last year’s vacation, spent on ‘‘the other side,’”” and, incidentally, they spoke of smug- gling. “I brought in a beautiful gown from Paris,’’ said one woman, ‘‘and the cus- toms men never noticed it. “‘No,’’ rejoined her husband; ‘but don’t you remember how a waiter in a lobster palace on the Great White Waste spotted it just as soon as we began din- ner the next night?"" Counting the Cost “That's a fine chauffeur you've got."” “I should say so. His fines last month were two hundred dollars.”” I came from Pittsburgh myself, Unexplainable How does it chance that two fair maids, Who seek romance at shores or glades, Return again with tales opposed Anent the men the spot disciosed? One vows a beau for every day The month or so she was aw The other's sigh denotes mishap: “I didn’t spy a single chap!"’ A, Walter Uning. A Memorial Performance ‘Boy—Please, sir, I'll have to be out this afternoon. Boss—That so? what? Boy--Yes, sir. Then we're going to the circus as a mark of respect. Gran'’ma just loved a circus! Gran'ma’s funeral— comicbooks.com