Judge, 1914-05-16 · page 10 of 24
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This *Judge* magazine page contains satirical commentary on early 20th-century economic concerns. **Top cartoon**: "What if the Sandman Should Come to Life!" depicts a fantastical scenario where the mythical sandman (who brings sleep) becomes real. The figure on the right appears to represent financial ruin or market collapse—likely referencing stock market crashes or financial instability of the era. **"Lambs of Other Springs"**: A metaphorical essay lamenting the disappearance of naive investors ("spring lambs"—inexperienced, easily exploited victims). The satire notes that butchers now substitute goats because actual lambs are extinct, paralleling how financial exploiters now prey on different targets since their traditional victims (gullible investors) no longer exist or have learned caution. Wall Street references suggest post-stock-market-crash cynicism. **"Didn't Meet Any Sick Ones"**: A brief joke about tuberculous cattle, suggesting disease is so prevalent that even sick animals remain active. **Bottom strip "Intelligence Office"**: Appears to be a separate satirical panel about job-seeking or employment. The overall theme critiques financial exploitation and market instability affecting ordinary people.
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Lambs of Other Springs THE SPRING lamb is now reckoned among the other extinct creatures, like the diplodocus, the wood pigeon, the seven-toed horse and the gir! who really prefers to help mother. This fact is strenuously denied by butchers, but they can never point with pride to a live lamb. Their customers do much pointing and expostulation about the roasts of William Goat and his kid that are always sent when lamb is ordered. The butcher may humbly agree to send another roast—but it is off the other side of the same goat. Lambs are expensive to raise, and goats raise themselves as long as there are tin cans, tenpenny nails, fences, flowers and the family wash available as diet. Even in Wall Street the financial lamb has changed, and there are very few of the juicy, tender ones of other days. Most of them were drowned by the deluge of water in stocks. Also, of late, there has been no mint sauce of proper richness to go with them. This is not due to the mints closing down. The lambs merely leave their mintage at home when am- bling in the Street or the Exchange and viewing the emaciated forms of the stock- brokers. The former exploiters of lambs, unlike the irate housekeepers, are per- fectly willing to accept goats as substi- tutes, but for the fact that these lambs have got their'’n. Didn't Meet Any Sick Ones Stella—Isn't it awful to think of the number of tuberculous cattle? Bella—I don't believe it. I never met one that was too sick to chase me. id Harvey. INTELLIGENCE OFFICE WHAT IF THE SANDMAN SHOULD COME TO LIFE! The Time I've Lost in Suing THE time I’ve lost in suing, In wooing and beshrewing The fate that stays In law’s delays Has been my life’s undoing. Though friends and neighbors sought me, I scorned the tips they taught me. 1 took my torts To torpid courts, And fees are all they've brought me. Ellis O. Jones. Strange Knicker—Something queer about Jones. Bocker—Yes; he is the only man who can’t explain the high cost of living. Success is the consolation prize for those who are unable to hold their own as good fellows, comicbooks.com