Judge, 1913-07-19 · page 10 of 24
Judge — July 19, 1913 — page 10: what you’re looking at
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This page contains several brief humorous items typical of early 20th-century American satirical magazines: **"The Fan"** mocks sports fans' hypocrisy—the man calls the umpire a "thief" when his team loses, then praises him as "great" when his team wins. The satire targets inconsistent judgment based on self-interest rather than objective evaluation. **"Another Angle"** presents a cynical joke about divorce: the count won't contest his wife's suit, but his creditors will—implying his financial situation makes the divorce settlement less important than his debts. **"Talking Behind Her Back"** shows Gladys as clever and dismissive: when Jack proposes and says he'd die for her, she responds by telling him to consider himself dead, rejecting his romantic sentiment with wit. **"His Yearn"** depicts dialect humor involving a young Black man seeking a marriage license, typical of the period's problematic racial stereotyping. The remaining items ("Extenuating Circumstances," "A Dream of Bliss," "Giving Life Its Flavor") offer short gags about domestic life and social situations.
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he wore in accordance with the require- ments of custom on inauguration day hav- ing been assigned the day after to the ig- noble office of acting 22 waste basket, to hold letters from shore ad- mirals asking not to be sent tosea, Has radical ideas in respect to the duties of sailors, one of which is that these gentlemen should have at least a rudimentary knowledge of the habits of oceans, great lakes and navigable rivers, and should be able at sight to tell between a drug store win- dow and the tail end of a tugboat at night. As an economist is a strong believer ina big navy, not necessarily as an engine of war, but for the purpose of keeping the personnel busy and compelling the long list of rear-admirals to move to the front occasionally and earn theirsalaries. Isa man of rare and genial presence, and, like the original Josephus, incorruptible by the lure of the sirens of wealth or personal expediency. Address, Admiral Joe, At the Sign of the Slouch Hat, Pier A No. 1, Navy Department, Washington. Proved It MES. BROWN arrived late at the regu- lar meeting of her card club, and appeared quite flustered, unlike her usual calm, well-poised self. Upon being asked the cause of her apparent perturbation, EXTENUATING CIRCUMSTANCES Mrs. Blank—I think those pictures are just awful ! Mr, Blank—But you must recollect thet they ‘re all done by hand Z OA ELE OME & i “DRINK , an || REFRESH iI THYSELF “Ob, Billy! if it wuz only pink sody water !"" she explained that, while waiting for the street car, she had been greatly annoyed by astrange man, who insisted upon talk- ing to her. “What did you do?” inquired her sym- pathizing friends. “Well, to show him I was a lady, I slapped his face!’’ His Yearn “Well, Claude,’? inquired the county clerk, addressing a young negro who had percolated into the office and stood nerv- ously jiggering his hat in both hands, “what can I do for you?” “W'y—w'y, sah, I wants— The Fan HE said the umpire was a thief, And heaped abuse upon his name. What is the cause of all his grief? His home team lost a game. To-day he says the ‘‘ump’’ is great— The very best beneath the sun, Why such a sudden change of state? To-day his home team won! George Be Stag. Another Angle **Does the count intend to contest his ife’s suit for divorce?’’ “‘No; but his creditors do." é dat is, if yo’ ’scusably plea: sah—wants to git a—a license to practice mat’imony, sah."" Giving Life its Flavor The salt of the earth. Sweet dispositions. Bitter experience. Sour tempers. Peppery people. Spicy stories. Honeyed words. Little pickles. Gingery comments. TALKING BEHIND HER BACK Gladys—When Jack proposed yesterday he said he was will- ing to die for me. ‘Muriel—What did you (ell bim ? Gladys—To consider himself a dead one. comicbooks.com