Judge, 1914-04-04 · page 5 of 24
Judge — April 4, 1914 — page 5: what you’re looking at
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The top illustration shows a domestic scene with a woman in a white dress speaking to a well-dressed man, captioned "AND ON EASTER SUNDAY, TOO!" The accompanying dialogue reveals social commentary about women's fashion—specifically criticism of extravagant Easter bonnets and hats. Mrs. Fashion boasts of her expensive outfit while the man questions the excess. Below are several brief satirical items and jokes, including "A Protest" about christening names, "A Narrow Escape for the Child" about fashion mishaps, and "In Style by Accident" mocking unintentional fashion choices. The content appears to ridicule upper-class women's conspicuous consumption and obsession with fashionable dress, particularly elaborate Easter millinery—a recurring satirical target in early 20th-century American humor magazines.
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— nd ho Our rector—My dear Mrs. Fashion, I didn't see you at church last week. AND ON EASTER SUNDAY, TOO! Mrs, Fashion—Surely you must have seen me. I wore a soft brown velvet gown, the minaret tunic of which was weighed with fur, creamy chiffon vest, new baggy kimono sleeves with an outer seam, and a brown velvet hat with the natural paradise feathers shooting out from above; and I sat in the middle of the church. A Protest IN THE present style of bonnet, . With its stuck-up stick-up on it, We have something to admire and yet to fear; For each bristling, jabbing feather Has a way that’s altogether Inconvenient when it bristles in your ear. In the crowded elevators Men are turned to woman haters, When each nose is scratched and tickled with a spear; Unsung heroes, tortured martyrs— Knights, indeed (without the garters)— Men who sneeze and meekly murmur, “Not so near!’’ Lovely women, vote aspirants, Shed your stick-ups, gentle tyrants! Tickle not the said proboscis in your rear, Adeline Houston. If you keep your hook in the water eventually you will catch something. A Narrow Escape for the Child ««}HOLD on!” cried the proud young father, as the minister was about to proceed. ‘Before the baby is chris- tened, I want to change his name.’’ “What is the trouble?”’ the good man asked. ‘‘Ebenezer is a good name.” “‘No matter. We'll call him Harold. I’ve just heard that Uncle Ebenezer, the old fool! has married a woman who is young enough to be his daughter.’’ One Answer Teacher (drawing two parallel lines on the blackboard)—What relation are these lines to each other? Head of the class —Twins! Handicapped “What's the matter? Don't I know how to cut meat?’’ demanded the dis- charged butcher. “You do,”’ replied the proprietor of the meat market. ‘‘But your hand does not weigh enough to retail it profitably.’’ In Style by Accident HE CAME home just before dinner and hunguphishat. She failed to meet him at the door, as was her custom, so he wandered out to the kitchen. At the door he halted, somewhat disconcerted. “‘What’s this, Isabel? Green hair?’’ She was bending over the frying pan and didn’t deign to notice him. “‘And purple eyebrows !’’ The slice of ham in the pan squirmed, and she stabbed it viciously. “Why, Isabel,’ he went on whimsi- cally, ‘‘I didn’t know you went in for these extreme fashions !’’ She tossed back one rainbow lock and fixed him with a baleful eye. “Look here, you!’’ she hissed. ‘‘I don’t want any funny talk out of you! I’m all worn out dyeing Easter eggs!’’ —Wm, 8. Adkins. Probably Miss Paul—Her voice was strained. Miss Pry—Was she talking through her veil? comicbooks.com