Judge, 1914-12-12 · page 7 of 24
Judge — December 12, 1914 — page 7: what you’re looking at
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This page satirizes early women's suffrage, likely from the 1910s-1920s. The main cartoon mocks a woman named Matilda who just cast her first vote. The joke: she removes her ballot from the polling booth and takes it home as a "souvenir" rather than depositing it in the box. Her husband is exasperated—she's so proud of possessing the vote itself that she's forgotten its actual purpose. The satire cuts two ways: it ridicules both women voters (portrayed as confused about the voting process) and suffragists' opponents who viewed women's political participation as frivolous. The accompanying verse emphasizes her vanity ("It's mine—I claim it!") and intention to frame it rather than use it meaningfully. Other humorous pieces mock journalists, theater critics, and human foolishness, typical of Judge's satirical approach.
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TO THE LOSER BELONGS THE SPOILS He bet her little brother that he could not run to the well and back in five minutes. Her Souvenir At’ LAST Matilda gets her vote, Her heart’s exquisite feature. She packs it safe within her bag— Does this delight- 9 ful creature, Homeward she trots her happy way And shows her 3 vote to hubby. He, pausing for fit words to speak, Caresses his chin fone! stubby. “So glad you’ve got the thing at last! But, dern it, hon’, and blast it! Why didn’t you go in the booth And cross the vote and cast it?’’ —- Proudly Matilda beamed with joy. She cried, “It’s mine—I claim it! i § Give it away? Not on your li To-morrow I will frame it. Seymour Keller. Family jars are never used for pre- serving the peace. The Whirligig of Time “And why,’’ asked the beyond-the- Styx tourist, ‘‘are all those men pelting that bespectacled, innocent-looking little fellow over there?’’ “Well, if you were one of several news- paper correspondents, and you saw a chance to get even with the press censor who had done things to your articles dur- ing the great European war of 1914’’—— “T see,’ said the tourist. ‘Drive on to the next attraction, please.’’ Passing Judgment Producer—The comedians seemed nerv- ous. What they needed was life. Critie—You'’re too severe! Twenty years would be enough. The Informant “T never knew until last night what a bright fellow Mr. Fiddlewit is.’’ “‘H'm! How did you find it out then?”’ “‘He told me.”” COULDN'T BE DONE “Land sakes, Stephen, what's the matter? '’ ““] heard about those aeroplane birds flying upside down, and I tried it." comicbooks.com