Judge, 1913-11-29 · page 12 of 24
Judge — November 29, 1913 — page 12: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
**Top cartoon "Feeding Her Pets":** A woman feeds birds in a large cage while a man watches. The satire targets women's frivolous spending on fashion accessories—specifically feathered hats. The woman wants exotic birds (birds of paradise, aigrettes) for millinery purposes. When only a rabbit is found, the incompetent man can't shoot it because he doesn't know how to load a gun. The couple trades barbs: she criticizes his incompetence; he mocks women's vanity, claiming he cured his dyspepsia but could never cure "the vanity of woman." **Bottom cartoon "All Spent":** Two chorus girls discuss why Trixie left her wealthy boyfriend—he only *had* money before dating Trixie, implying she spent it all. **Overall theme:** Women as spendthrifts and vain consumers, men as incompetent but morally superior. These sketches reflect early 20th-century gender stereotypes common in American humor.
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quite sure of his superior knowledge, “such animals don’t grow here.’’ ‘Well, then, I want a bird of paradise and an aigrette for my hats and maybe we can find an ostrich.’’ Jones thought it possible all but the ostrich might be found. They looked about for quite a while, but saw only a rabbit. Jones thought to shoot the rabbit, but at the critical moment found he didn’t know how to load a gun. So they returned, each a bit contemptuous of the other. “I think you ought to have learned to shoot,’’ said Mrs. Jones, with a pout; “and you ought also to have found out before you hired this place whether it had useful animals, birds of paradise and aigrettes."" “I'll admit,’’ replied Jones, ‘that I’m not as smart as I thought I was; but it will not take me as long to learn how to load a gun as it will you, my dear, to fa- miliarize yourself with the habitats of ani- mals. Moreover, although I’ve achieved what was thought to be impossible—a cure for dyspepsia—I’m sure I never could compound a specific for the vanity of woman."’ Modern Pre-Raphaelitism The blessed damozel looked up And gave an awful jump. Her eyes were cold, her voice was hoarse, Her heart began to thump. She had three lilies in her hand And her partner bid no trump. Basel G. Deyo. [ FEEDING HER PETS A Cure Suggested She—What was the doctor's diagnosis? He—Palpitation of the heart. She—Well, why doesn’t he keep away from her? The Shopper Behold, the thrifty shopper comes, For summer days are o’er. All day she views silks, socks and shoes, And spends two bits—-no more! —Chartes H. Chesley. Early Prowess stated little Dodd Rott, small son of the distingui: statesman, ‘‘I heard a man s used to be so crooked that you had to sleep wound around a stump. Is that so, pa?” “When I was younger, Doddie,’’ re- plied the Hon. Thomas Rott, with becom- ing modesty, ‘I was the best athlete in the neighborhood."’ «ePA.” the ALL SPENT First chorus lady—Whatever possessed Trixie to throw young Softly over? he had any amount of money. 1 thought Second chorus lady—So be had—before he began to go with Trixie! comicbooks.com