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Judge — July 12, 1913 — page 18: Judge, 1913-07-12

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This page consists primarily of **advertisements** for Budweiser beer and Hunter Rye whiskey, with no political satire. The illustrated top section advertises Budweiser, emphasizing the brewery's massive St. Louis operation (7,500 employees, 142 acres) as a marker of quality and American industrial prowess—typical early-20th-century advertising linking size to legitimacy. The text column on the right contains a serialized **humorous story** (not political commentary) about "Fatty," a vaudeville performer whose wealthy, miserly wife attends his theatrical debut with a leading lady. The wife's jealous outburst during the performance ruins his career—a melodramatic tale of domestic conflict played for laughs. The Hunter Rye advertisement emphasizes purity and fifty years of popularity. **Bottom line:** This is an advertising-heavy magazine page with entertainment fiction, not political or social satire requiring historical context for modern readers.

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PTS TTT ae AT ‘THE cool lunch for hot days. Serve it in the country. Take the motor car, the family, a friend or two, some sandwiches—and Budweiser 7,500 Employes to Make It ‘The Anheuser-Busch main plant and branches _ Hundreds of visitors every day go through with give employment to 7,500 people. Fides to inspect this immaculate ‘The main plant covers 142 acres, equal to 70 institution. One cannot see it city blocks. There are 110 separate buildings— —_ without the conviction that qual- a city in themselves. ity is an Anheuser-Busch rule. Anheuser-Busch, St. Louis Some of the Principal The Buildings rest Plant of Its Kind the World ey : oa TT BALTIMORE AYE FREE FROM ADULTERANTS AND ALL IMPURITIES. IT IS THR AMERICAN GENTLEMAN'S WHISKEY PAR EXCELLENCE. RIPE. MELLOW AND DELICIOUS BOUQUET. OVER FIFTY YEARS OF POPULAR FAVOR Sold at all first-class cafes and by jobbers. WM. LANAHAN & SON, Baltimore, Md. = e Cec side o’ ten days.. I met the pair at the ferry and tumbled that something way wrong. The ancient dame was lookin’ as fit as an alderman ata ward Picnie, but our hero was as seedy as the inside o’ a best seller.. Later on, in private, be confided to me that he had been stung deep. It seems that pryin’ his better half loose from a dime had the job 9 buildin’ the pyramids lookin’ like child's play, and she had bluntly informed young bright eyes that her part o’ the marriage partnership would consist solely o° pro- vidin’ a house and three meals per day, and that if he expected to have clothes, carfare and cigarette money, the quick. est way to get ’em was to go to work. She'd been a pretty cagy accumulator for over fifty years, and, once she had her little, fair-haired daisy lashed to the matrimonial mast, ehe called all bets of on lettin’ him scatter her ducats, ““‘Fatty’ stood pretty well with the managers, bein’ there with the looks, and he soon framed up a nice little sketch to headline in the two-a-days. On the openin’ night the bride was on deck with bells on, in a stage box, surrounded by the members o’ her sewin’ circle. The sketch was one o’ them lovey-dovey par lor affairs, and friend ‘Fatty’ had picked a perfect pippin fur his leadin’ lady. Ske was one o’ those dainty dames with the baby stare—a regular fluff—and, stacked up alongside o’ our friend, they made a mighty nifty pair. When hubby made his first entrance, the gargoyle in the bor let go a smile that was nearly human; but when dimpled Agones tripped on—ob, my! thé mercury dropped clear through tne bottom o’ the thermometer. The act was a lively little affair, and at the end the lovers clinched in a strangle hold. Then that old dame began to rave, and, when the curtain went up fur the encore, she started to yell, panned poor ‘Fatty’ to a frazzle as a gay Lothario, and told the audience that the gazaboo on the stage was her lawfully wedded and triflin’ husband. That was the finish o’ the act, fur the manager canned everybody on the spot, and threatened to have ‘Fatty’ sent to Siberia or some warmer place if either he or the excess in the box ever again set foot in his temple o’ mirth. What took place in the old homestead that night, history telleth not; but the next day ‘Fatty’ packed his grip and hiked fur Chi. However, his troubles were only in the infant stage. The ancient campaigner was onto her job, and, swearin’ out & warrant fur desertion, she had her boy headed off by telegraph and pinched. He returned to ’Frisco in the company of 8 gentlemanly deputy sheriff, and for the next thirty days kept busy writin’ letters to wifey, beggin’ her to relent. “On the afternoon of the last day of December, the long-delayed letter from the vengeful spouse reached the cala- boose, and ‘Fatty,’ tremblin’ with joy, was summoned to the office to receive it. The warden told him, with a grin, that he had been discharged by the court, and In answering advertisements please mention JUDGE. It will be appreciated. Pe en eee ey CO | a, eons (PRO: nn nm—mn—n—n—nm NN | comicbooks.com