Judge, 1914-11-14 · page 7 of 24
Judge — November 14, 1914 — page 7: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
**Top Cartoon ("Delilah Tonsorial Artist"):** The title references the biblical Delilah, who betrayed Samson. The cartoon depicts well-dressed men entering a barbershop where a woman (the "barber") appears to be extracting something from them—likely their money, power, or influence. The labels "POWER," "MONEY," and "INFLUENCE" on the ground suggest the satire: women who work in service industries (here, a barber) are portrayed as dangerously extractive figures, emasculating their male clients while appearing demure. **Bottom Cartoon ("Mental Arithmetic"):** Shows a small boy measuring an elephant with a bucket, illustrating the humorous disconnect between effort and result—the child's tiny bucket cannot possibly measure the elephant's size, making his task absurd and futile. It's a joke about attempting impossible calculations. **Text Content:** Mostly light humor pieces about traveling linguists, social climbing, romantic banter, and domestic scenes—typical Judge magazine fare of the era, mixing satire with gentle comedy.
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i “DELILAT” TONSORIAL Whence ? I'VE DONE some trotting in my time, I've gone from place to place In every land and every clime, Encountered race. every I’ve seen the Patago- nian wild, The dreamy Benga- lese, The-Russian peasant, meek and mild, The thrifty Japan- ese. I've hobnobbed with an Arab sheik, And eke a Fiji chief; I know the dialect they speak In far-off Teneriffe. I've heard most every sort of speech That's spoken on this earth, From polished French to monkey screech, From Argentine to Perth. I've studied tongues of every age, But never did detect Such talk as passes on the stage For German dialect. —W. Kee Marwell. Reporting Progress “How is your son getting along in the city?”” “Fine! He's on the pool commit- tee in his club!’" The girl who cooked in paper bags, Where is she now? Alack! We fed her fodder to the vags And handed her the sack. Positive Proof “Do you really love me, Willoughby?” “Huh! Do you suppose I'd be laughing my head off every night at your father’s stale jokes if I didn’t love you?” No matter how fast a clock may run it always winds up at the same piace. MENTAL «SEip YOU ask little Jimmy Wombat about the fight over at his house the other night?"’ “Yes."" “And what did you get out of him?” “Not very much. His mother is evi- dently an exceedingly strict censor.’” ARITHMETIC comicbooks.com