Judge, 1914-06-27 · page 22 of 25
Judge — June 27, 1914 — page 22: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page is primarily a **charitable fundraising appeal**, not a political cartoon, though it employs Progressive-era social messaging. The central image shows "Tenement Tommy," a malnourished child representing poor urban children trapped in New York's overcrowded tenement districts. The text describes his bleak conditions: no fresh air, grass, or outdoor space—only ash cans and traffic noise. The "square deal" reference invokes **President Theodore Roosevelt's progressive platform** (1901-1909), framing poverty relief as a matter of fairness rather than charity. The appeal argues Tommy's suffering results from circumstance, not fault, and solicits donations to send poor children to the country or Sea Breeze for fresh air and recovery. The **New York Association for Improving the Condition of the Poor** (real organization) uses this emotional appeal to fundraise. Contributors ranged from dollar bills to larger checks. The accompanying humor pieces are unrelated filler—standard magazine content about social etiquette and marital mishaps, typical of *Judge* magazine's miscellaneous satirical content.
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Afpollinaris “THE QUEEN OF TABLE WATERS.” the safe and satisfying drink. “Hello, Agin” Tommy Asks for A Square Deal HE ties in New York's uty tenement | district, the most congested spot in America. No trees, no grass, not even a whiff of fresh air,—in the only world Tommy knows. Ash cans are his background, and the rattle and roar of traffic his environment. Tommy's widowed mother is broken with worry; his sisters and brothers are as pallid and frail as he. The winter struggle has They need to breathe something pure and fresh,—a taste of sunshine and outdoor freedom,—an outing in the country or at the seashore. But between Tommy and his needs stands poverty, the result of misfortune. He must suffer just as if it were all his fault. And that is why Tommy appeals for a square deal. Nor does he wish you to forget his mother, or his “pals” and their mothers,—all in the same plight. This Association every summer sends thousands of “Tenement Tommies”, mothers and babies tothe country and to Sea Breeze, its fresh SUGGESTIONS Tenement Tommy ait home at Coney Island. A dolar bil, = a five dollar check, of any amount you care“ lawn ocisle va to contribute, will help us to answer Tommy's appeal. ool or Club, Send contributions to Robert Shaw Minturn, Treasurer, Room 200, card party at your summer hotel or 105 East 22nd Street, New York City. cmp. —_— A subscription among NEW YORK ASSOCIATION FOR IMPROVING your friends, THE CONDITION OF THE POOR U CORNELIUS N. BLISS, JR., President R. FULTON CUTTING, Chairman, Finance Committee Passing the Mustard Enough in the Family—‘‘ Would George enlist?’’ “No, I don’t think he would.”’ “What's the reason? He comes of fighting stock.’* “That’s the reason. He's soured on fighting. His grandmother is a Colonial Dame, his aunt is a D. A. R., and his mother is a militant.’’— Boston Globe. Experienced—‘‘Can I interest y attachment for your typewriter the agent, as he entered the office. *“*No chance,’’ replied Mr. Grouch. “I'm still paying alimony on the strength of the attachment I had for my last type- writer.'’—Cincinnati Enquirer. Positive Proof—Counsel—How do you know this night letter was forged by a man and not written by the woman whose name is signed to it? Expert—Because it contains just forty- eight words, and a woman would have used two more to get her money's worth. —Birmingham Age-Herald. ' Gratitude—Chaperon —Young man, you have your arm around that young lady’s waist! J Young man—Thanks! I've been trying 4 to find the spot all evening, but with these new gowns a fellow hardly knows where he’s at.—New York Globe. Both Shares—Mudge—Here’s a man figured out that if all the money in the world were divided equally, each adult would get about thirty dollars. Meek—He's wrong. My wife would get sixty dollars.—Boston Transcript. Counteraction—‘‘ Every time I see grand- father’s sword, I want to go to war.’’ “Well?” “But every time I notice grandfather's peeetiees An Old One Warmed Over Boss—Johnny, you told me you were going to your grandmother’s funeral, and you were seen at the ball game. How about it? : Johnny—That was after the funeral. comicbooks.com