Judge, 1913-11-15 · page 6 of 24
Judge — November 15, 1913 — page 6: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page from *Judge* magazine contains several short humorous sketches satirizing early automobile culture (circa 1910s). Key themes: **Rural/Urban divide**: Sketches mock rural judges and farmers unfamiliar with cars—a corrupt judge offers to "square" a speeding fine if the motorist speeds again; a farmer has never seen a decent road; a garage manager used gasoline for canning peaches instead of selling it. **The "efficiency expert" joke** ridicules a trendy business concept of the era—consultants claiming to optimize everything, even nature itself (teaching hens to lay eggs differently). **"Motor Chat" section** contains puns about car names ("Virginia Creeper," "Crimson Rambler"—actual plant names), and expense jokes (a man spent eighty dollars on tires). **The cartoons at top** appear to depict circus or acrobatic acts—likely visual punchlines about horse shows versus modern motorized entertainment. The overall satire targets automobile adoption's disruption of traditional rural life and emerging consumer culture anxieties about unnecessary spending.
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A FEW A Daniel Come to Jodgmeat «BUT, JUDGE,’’ protested Dingley, “I don’t see how you can fine me fifty dollars on the testimony. This con- stable says I was exceed- ing the speed limit, and I say I wasn’t. He hasn't brought any witnesses to substantiate his claim,”’ “They’s suthin’ in that,’’ said the judge, “and I reckon we'll hev tocompromise. You pay the fifty dollars now, and some time, when you're passin’ this way again, jest let your old car out fer all she’s wuth, and we'll call it square.’’ . A Common Quest “Tsay, my friend,”’ called the motorist to the farmer, as he drew up alongside of the field, ‘‘I’m looking for a decent road to take me into Squigglesville.”’ “I’m derned glad to hear it,’’ replied the farmer. ‘Ef ye happen to find it, stranger, send me a tellygram, will ye?’’ In the Prohibition State “Got any gasoline?”’ asked the tourist, stopping at the rural garage. “Sorry, mister,’”’ said the manager, “‘but ye come jest a mite tew late. My wife’s puttin’ up some brandied peaches fer them summer boarders, and we used the last drap yisterday.’’ The Subtle Cynic “I think a floral name for a car would be rather nice,"’ said the manufacturer. “I'm thinking of calling my new model the Crimson Rambler.’’ NOT AT THE HORSE SAUUEANALAA TAA By HORACE DODD GASTIT SUevcaueenanaecanuveavaceveasuevenauoegniceeanieeeaiinennentte “That’s pretty good,” said one of his customers; ‘‘but, after trying one of your runabouts, I'd sug- gest the Virginia Creeper as being more descrip- tive.”” Way Ost “Now that you have your motor car, I suppose you are out all the time,”’ said Dubkin. “Yes,’’ said Larrimore sadly. ‘‘I was out eighty dollars on tires alone last week."” Inferential “Humph!"’ said Mrs. Jingle. ‘If I had mar- ried Harry Larrikins, as he repeatedly asked me to do, I'd have had a touring car by this time.’’ “Yes,’’ said Jingle; “but I'll tell you right now it would have taken all your alimony to run it.’” Defined by an Expert “Paw, what is an effi- ciency expert?” “An efficiency expert, my dear boy, is a man SHOW who is possessed of the idea that he can teach a hen a better way of laying an egg than the way she has been doing it for ages."” Talk about casting up figures, the Sim- ian family is noted for the rapidity with which it runs up a column, WM. AT Boson. CURIOSITY Eugene—I want a pair of fancy trousers for dress. Eugenia—For dress? Eugene—Why—er—right where I''m wearing these, ma'am. Where do you expect to wear them ? comicbooks.com