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This is primarily an **advertising page** from Judge magazine featuring hotel promotions for New York City establishments (Hotel Malpin, Earlington, Grenoble, and Van Rensselaer). The top advertisement presents the Hotel Malpin's travel bureau service, offering to handle vacation logistics at no cost—a noteworthy convenience given the era's complexity of booking travel. The right column contains **"Stories with Smiles,"** a humor section with three brief anecdotes featuring **Scottish characters** (identified by dialect and accent). These jokes traffic in ethnic stereotyping common to early-20th-century American humor: 1. A Scottish golfer's poor performance elicits a caddy's deadpan retort 2. A Glasgow man seeking seasickness remedy 3. A French painter's encounter with an American The humor relies on **character-based comedy and dialect humor**, particularly Scottish accents and presumed cheapness ("half a crown"). This reflects period attitudes where ethnic/regional caricature served as mainstream entertainment. The page itself contains no political satire—it's commercial content typical of Judge's revenue model.

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Let us make your travel troubles our own What's the use of giving up part of your vacation figuring out details. We are ready to colaborate with you—and at no cost. All questions connected with baggage, sailing, rail- ‘way connections, hotel accommodations—here and abroad-zare courteously and correctly answered by our Traveler's Bureau. And no matter on what subject you want information—edvice on @ shopping tour—or the hotel tariffs in the Swiss Cantons—we can help you out. HOTEL MALPIN Broadway & 34 St..New York Write to the Traveler's Bureau, Hotel McAllpin, givi date of your arrival in New York. Pin. giving Courteous, intelligent service—chefe able to cock your favorite dish just right—tariffs that are notably moderate. You will enjoy the Flotel McAlpin. Management of MERRY & BOOMER HOTEL EARLINGTON 27th Street, West of Broadway, NEW YORK QA Step from Broadway. J Quiet as a Village at Night. Q Absolutely Fireproof. Q Your Comfort Our Aim Always. SINGLE ROOMS, $1.00 Parlor, Bedroom and Bath, front of house, one person, $2.00; two people, $3.50; Why pay more when our service is equalled only by the best? EUROPEAN PLAN E. W. WARFIELD, Manager | The Hotel | Van Rensselaer | 15 to 19 East Eleventh St., New York Special Summer Rates HOTEL GRENOBLE 7th Av. and 56th Street Opposite Carnegie Hall NEW YORK CITY Most select location in town. One Block from Broadw: Five minutes to all leading depart- ment stores and theatres and two min- utes from Central Park. High class hotel catering to a select clientele. Rooms with use of bath, $1.00 per day up Suites, $15 per week up All rooms are very large and light Special rates for short ot long terms High class Restaurant at very moderate prices L. I. BROPHY, Manager | || Close to Washington Square— = | In the heart of the fashionable residential district —Just east Just the of Fifth Avenue and ene min~ “pracy 4, ute from Broadway. lace for Your Terms—Single, Room, with de. day. Double Room, with detached bath, $1.90 pee der. Where They Single Room, with private bath, a ‘: $1.50 per day and upward. Will Receive Double Room, with private bath, the p $200 per day and upward. the Best of | | American plan—Root and meals— and Sisters Attention $2.50, $3.00, $3.50 per day. ana bedroom and Suites—Pa rors pedroom ding Protection private all meals for one, per week. $22.00 up: for two, per week, $28.00 up. Especially low rates by the week during the swumer months Write for Cireular JOHN HARRIS - - - Manager soil Stories ‘with Smifes Blunt Candor—A visitor who had an ex. alted opinion of his golf ability was ex. tended the courtesy of the club, and the first day he went over the beautiful course in the Highlands, accompanied by a bright caddy. He had succeeded in burying his + ball in every bunker, gulley and burn on or near the links, when he turned to the caddy and said, ‘‘Really, this is the most difficult course I have ever played on!" “‘Hoo dae ye ken?’’ asked the caddy gravely. ‘Ye havna played on it yet.” —San Francisco Argonaut. Lesser Evil—The man from Glasgow had suffered grievously in crossing the Chan- nel, and when he next had occasion to re- peat the journey, he did not intend that there should be so much acute physical discomfort attached to it. So he marched into a chemist’s shop. “Have ye onything to stay the pangs of seasickness?”’ he asked, in his winning Glasgow accent. “Certainly, sir; we have the very thing,’’ said the obliging druggist. “*Hoo much is it?’" “Half a crown, sir.’’ The Glasgowian staggered back a pace, visibly shaken. ‘‘Losh!’’ he gasped, when» he recovered himself. ‘‘I would sooner be seasick !"’—London Mirror. ‘ The Amateur—Disciples of an illustri- ous and rather pompous French painter 4 tell a neat story against him. Last | autumn he was, with most of European society, in Venice. He saw a painter sketching the view of the Grand Canal. Some innocent amateur, no doubt. He went up, looked at the sketch, and liked it. ‘‘Not bad, sir; not bad at all,”” he said; and added, ‘‘You ought to exhibit | in Paris. Send something tothe Artistes | Francais, and mention my name. Here is my card.”’ The ‘‘amateur’’ took the card, thanked his patron, and said, ‘‘I must also intro- duce myself. I am an American. My name is John Singer Sargent. I have | exhibited in Paris once or twice already.”” —London Exchange. Legal View—A Cleveland attorney took the Mediterranean trip a month ago. It was his first time across the water, and» he stated on his return that he would have had a perfectly glorious time but for the | silly questions asked him by customs offi- cials. 5 It was on the pier at New York that { his woes came to aclimax. ‘‘Open your trunk, please,’’ commanded the custom- house officer. ‘‘Have you anything in there but personal property?’’ he con- tinued. “What do you mean by personal prop- erty?’’ countered the lawyer. The officer Icoked up in amazement. “For heaven’s sake, don’t you know what personal property is?” . “I thought I did,’ answered the attor- ney, ‘‘and I can assure you that there is no real estate in my trunk.’’—Cleveland Plain Dealer. comicbooks.com