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Judge — August 30, 1913 — page 5: what you’re looking at
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**Top Cartoon "That's What He Would Do":** This political cartoon depicts two figures in conversation. One asks the other: "If you were president of Mexico, what would you do first?" The response—"I'd buy a balloon, and put it on the roof of the palace"—appears to be satirizing Mexican leadership as frivolous or incompetent. This likely references early 20th-century instability in Mexico during its revolutionary period, mocking Mexican political figures as unprepared or absurd leaders. **"The Telepathic Miss Tracay" Story:** Below is the beginning of a serialized fiction story by Kate Masterson about a woman with occult abilities traveling in Cairo. The accompanying illustration shows her in an ornate interior, suggesting an exotic adventure narrative typical of Judge's entertainment content. The page blends political satire with popular fiction.
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THAT'S WHAT HE WOULD DO Hattie—It_ you were president of Mexico, what would you do first ? Mattie—I'd buy a balloon, and put it on the roof of the palace. 'T WAS on the terrace of Sheap- servants. Ashe smoked on imper- herd’s, at Cairo, with the usual . - turbably, yet quite conscious of midwinter crowd of tourists from The Telepathic Miss Treacy the attention he excited, the girl suddenly felt the impact of an- other glance meeting her own. Looking about her, she saw a all over the earth. Nowhere but by Rie LEO at Monte Carlo do you strike such apicturesque group, many of the Easterners wearing the costumes of their country, in contrast to the staid tweeds and serge of the English and American men. It was a delight to Miss Treacy, whose wild hunger for ac- venture and deep study and cultivation of the occult had long been penned up in the insufficient field of a Brooklyn public school, where she instructed a boys’ class ten months of the year. Now she was having a taste of Paradise, ‘‘Cooking”’ it | through the East. A swarthy Oriental, drinking coffee from a small, delicate cup set in filigree gilt and smoking a preposterously long che- Toot, was attracting attention, He wore a fez, and a wide, silken sash of the same deep crimson bound his waist over a film of a shirt like a woman’s veil. Miss Treacy was told that he was a wealthy gem merchant of Constantinople, and again she thrilled. Jewels had her in their net. She always knew she would commit a crime under the desire for some splendid gem. She never dared to go in jewelry stores at home, She eyed the Turk, fascinated. His black beads of eyes glittered a consciousness of her interest. Some one said that he always carried on his person the most famous of his possessions, and that Pinkertons were : among the men who traveled in his suite, dressed as native Twinkle, twinkle, cheap cigar, how I wonder what you are! comicbooks.com