Judge, 1914-11-14 · page 17 of 24
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This page consists primarily of **advertisements and serialized fiction** rather than political cartoons. The main content is "From a Sinner's Diary" by Lynette Freemire—a humorous column recounting rural anecdotes. The narratives satirize small-town life through exaggerated dialect and absurd situations: people discussing sink holes with surprising casualness, a disastrous horse-drawn wagon accident, and a comedic description of an inedibly constructed sandwich. The advertisements showcase early 20th-century consumer products: **Nabisco Sugar Wafers** and **Anola** chocolate wafers (National Biscuit Company), a **Sexology** instructional book promising practical marital knowledge, and the **Hotel Chelsea** in New York. There are no political cartoons visible. The "satire" is gentle, domestic humor targeting rural customs and everyday mishaps rather than political figures or events. The page represents Judge magazine's mix of satirical commentary and commercial advertising typical of early American periodicals.
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ste From a Sinner's Diary BELIEVE surprise parties are an abom- I ination in the sight of the Lord. I played for one over by Needmore’s sink hole once. All I could think of was the sink hole after I was obliged to leave my horse on one side and walk around through the swamp to play on the other. The girls I walked with were excited over the party. Sink holes are as old to them as surprises are to me. I'd ask, ‘How far did you say it was across it?’ **A hun- dred and thirty feet. D’ye s’pose Oscar and Uri’ll be there?’’ ‘*And thirty-nine feet deep! Gosh! How often does the thing cave in?’’ ‘‘Oh, every once in a while. Bert said he’d come.’ ‘And the old wagon went right in out of sight, did it?” “You bet! Bertha didn’t know whether she could come or not.’" ‘And that fellow drove right off in there?’ “Yes; he pretended he was asleep, Just the old buggy top and horse’s head stuck out. Claud said he’d have the tacks all pulled out, so we could jerk up the carpet in a minute and dance two set.’ ‘‘Ain’t it funny? I want to stand right here and look at it. I should think a horse would know enough not to dive off in there.’” “So would I. They were going to get Lottie off down to the sugar bush to boil eggs till we all get there.’’ ‘‘How many bridges have dropped in?’’ ‘‘Three. Her mother says she knows she don’t mis- trust.” “I wish I had one over to my house. I'dfishinit.’’ ‘‘Uhhuh. Maybe you could fish you out aman. They bet- ter blow that parlor light out, or she’ll know something's up.’’ (Shedidn’t. She charged right in with an old coat and boots on, and felt miserable enough to satisfy any crowd.) Pa is making a scrapbook of the trans- gressions of preachers, Whenever he finds an item where a preacher has com- mitted anything, out comes his jackknife and it’s added to his collection. The other afternoon I was all caved in and had three more lessons to give. Sol persuaded a woman who makes a specialty of such things to build me a sandwich. This is how she did: She took a twelve- and-one-half-pound sack, put three tea- spoons mustard in the bottom, then shaved in half a bar of butter, then cast in the bread and meat, and shook it forty brisk shakes. Leastways, that’s how it came out. I broke a three-dollar gold corner off a tooth eating it, and to this day I find little wads of butter rolled like cocoons in the hair of my fur coat. _ [know a boy who was trying on boots inastore. He found one that fitted and , “I'll take two like this.’’ Lynette Freemire. NABISCO | Sugar Wafers —entrancing sweets which are always and everywhere popular. Wafer confec- tions centered with deli- cately flavored cream. The perfect accompani- ment for every dessert. In ten-cent tins; also in twenty-five-cent tins, ANOLA —a new conception in chocolate-flavored sweets. Exquisite wafers of crisped baking with choc- olate-flavored cream nestling between. Anola has achieved anew delight which only taste can tell— a flavor which gives immediate pleasure. In ten-cent tins. BISCUIT COMPANY Depends largely on a know!- does not come intelligently of it- self, nor correctly from ordi- nary everyday sources, SEXOLOGY (Ul ustrated) |. Mt. Mf. D., imparts in a cleat whole ‘oung Man Should Mav: ‘oung Murband Should Ha ‘ather Should Mave. ‘ather Should Impart to Mis Son. Medical nowledge a Husband Should Mave. HOTEL CHELSEA West Twenty-Third St., at Seventh Ave., NEW YORK. The Fireproof Hotel of New York. All Outside Rooms, 400 Baths, European plan. $00 Rooms. Room with adjoining bath, $1.00 and $1.50; two persons, $2.00 and $2.50. Room with private bath, one person, $2.00; two persons, $3.00. Suites, parlor, bedroom and bath, $3.00 and ‘eee &@a ' ‘Three minutes from Penn Dentral New Mother Goose Knowledge a Young Wom an Should Have. Knowledge a Young Wife Should Mave. ; Nearest Young Mrs. Hubbard went to the deli- Knowledge 6 Mother Should vert te Mar Daaestecs railway terminals at foot of West Twenty-third Street. catessen store to get her pug dog some Med: edge « Wife Should Have. Restaurant a la carte and table d'hote. Club Break- nice caviar. But none found she there: Allin One Volume. tllustrated, $2 postpaid fasts, 8c. ; Luncheons, i0e., and Dinner, 73. Music. the shelves were all bare. He’ll have to Write for “Other Peopte’s Opinions,"* and Table of Contents 7 peciel, teres $e, Tomriet Zante eat liver till after the war. PURITAN PUB. CO., 79 Perry Bldg. Phila., Pa. New colored map of New York sent free on application. the steamship pie comicbooks.com