Judge, 1914-10-24 · page 10 of 24
Judge — October 24, 1914 — page 10: what you’re looking at
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This page contains multiple satirical pieces typical of early 20th-century Judge magazine: **Main Editorial Cartoon** (top left): "Isn't the Air Fresh To-day!" satirizes the Department of Agriculture's research efforts to control dandelions. The joke: the department spends considerable resources studying how dandelions thrive under adverse conditions (poison, plowing, concrete), when the real problem is they already thrive everywhere as weeds. The satirist warns the department faces future political trouble from "rebellious youngsters" forced to weed lawns who'll someday vote. **Comic Vignettes** (middle/bottom): Brief humor pieces including: - A dentist's wife rushing to wean her baby so her dentist husband can make her false teeth - A tenor who lost his voice but still performs badly - A boy who disobeys his father's order because he didn't think he'd be caught **Lower cartoon** "The First Spat": A newlywed wife complains she cooks constantly but receives nothing—only indigestion—a joke about marital disappointment and poor domestic returns on her labor. The page exemplifies Judge's blend of political commentary and domestic humor.
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ISN'T THE AIR FRESH TO- in order to thrive,"’ it is the dandelion. It probably thrives in more ‘‘peculiar conditions’’ than any other blossom that ever was invented. Few other specimens from the vegetable kingdom will live and prosper under the ‘‘pe- culiar conditions’’ which seem to make life a joy forever to thedandelion. It loves nothing better than to be pulled up by the roots. Liberal doses of paris green, arsenate of lead, prussic acid, salt and bichloride of mercury seem only to add to the hilarity of its existence. Plowing it under or dig- ging it up, chopping it into sections, planting concrete sidewalks over it are but a few of the ‘‘peculiar conditions” which seem to add most to its thriving prosperity. Of course the department doubtless knows whatitistalking about. Itcer- tainly spends money enough in these profound researches to be sure of its ground. If we were in its place, how- ever, we would not lay too much stress on the success of this difficult problem of raising dandelions in the United States. Nor would we, if we were wor- rying about our future, let anybody know that we were responsible in any way for encouraging their propaga- tion. For the rebellious youngsters who now must weed them out of lawns will some day grow up and have a vote. And then, Department. of Agricul- ture, beware! The Modern Rush Mrs. Santley—The den- tist’s wife is in a horrible hurry to wean her baby. Mrs. Ulling—Yes; I can't understand the woman. She’s even having her husband make a set of teeth for the pocr little thing! Operatic “Isn't it a pity that Macaroni the tenor has lost his voice!’’ said Mrs. Car- raway. “Yes,'’ said Carraway; “but I think it is much more piteous hearing him feeling around for it."’ Taking a Chance Crabshaw — Didn't I tell you not to let me catch you doing that again? Tommy—Yes, dad. Crabshaw—Then why did you do it? Tommy - ‘Cause 1 didn’t think you'd catch me. Hide-and-seek BENEATH her snowy wimple, Sweet Mabel has a dimple— A dimple in her chee And when the blush waves rimple, The flush of rose That comes and goes, It plays at hide-and-seek! Beneath her snowy wimple, I'd like to catch that dimpl— The dimple in her cheek! I'm sure it would be simple, If she'd but say That I might play The game of hide-and-seek! Clinton Scollard. A Little Joke “What makes you think she'll never cut a great figure in any man’s life?” “Well, you see how petite she is!”” Debutante Slouch She—What do you think of the girl of the period? He—She looks more like an interrgoa- tion point. Some married men are husbands, others merely ex-bachelors. Mr, Newed—You're lucky. THE FIRST SPAT Mrs. Newed (wishing a $75 hat) —I cook and cook and cook for you, and what do I get? Nothing! I always get indigestion. comicbooks.com