Judge, 1915-01-02 · page 22 of 24
Judge — January 2, 1915 — page 22: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page from *Judge* magazine contains multiple short humorous anecdotes rather than a single political cartoon. The content reflects early-20th-century American domestic and social humor. The sketched illustration shows men in business attire in what appears to be an office or laboratory setting, accompanying jokes about workplace dynamics and social etiquette. The written jokes touch on common domestic situations: nagging wives, servant problems, conjugal relations, and class anxieties (notably, a wealthy woman snubbing her poor former friends). The satire targets conventional social pretenses—people maintaining false propriety while harboring practical concerns. A recurring theme is the tension between stated values and actual behavior (wives spying through keyholes, servants eating the breakfast they're supposed to cook). The page also advertises Maurice Switzer's book *Letters of a Self-Made Failure*, a business ethics guide presented humorously. The humor assumes a male-centered, middle-class readership concerned with wives' behavior, servant management, and social status maintenance.
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Pears’ “Beauty and grace from no condition rise; Use Pears’, sweet maid, there all the secret lies.” Sold everywhere. "Letters of a SELF-MADE | FAILURE | By’ Maurice Switzer Letters of a Self-Made Failure By Maurice Switzer With 14 brilliant pen- drawings by Frank Godwin Setting forth in a humorous, Unique, epigrammatic style, a Common-sense, liveble Code of business ethies which Eventually Spetts Success. Press Opinions: Written in a lively. epigrammatic style which makes the litt me as entertaining as it is valuable.—New York Times. A series of w rs embodying wisdom, truth, common sense palatable sauce of shrews humor.—Neto ¥ Ought to appeal to professional me: Humorous and a ic. Toany one in the business world these letters will prove valuable, Pittsburg Dispatch. On its maxims could be founded a Society for the Prevention of Fail pendthrifts and other Common Fools.—Baiti Sun These up of ha Star. It matters not whether you are “chief” or office boy, it will be profitable as well as entertaining to read it carefully.—Memphis News-Scimiter, ircle of business and anscript. Leslie-Judge Company 225 Fifth Avenue New York ‘who come along? Neighborlines ‘Which would you ad- vise me to sow here—turnip seed or win- ter squash?"’ ‘*Candor compels me to tell you that my chickens prefer turnip seed."’—Boston Globe. He Knew Different—Peckham—My wife talks, talks, talks all the time. Underthum— You're mistaken. She must listen part of the time or my wife wouldn’t be with her so much.—Boston Transcript. Perfectly Happy—Newrich—So she now looks forward to a perfectly happy life? Mrs. Newrich—Yes. She has snubbed the last of the old friends who knew her in the early days when she was poor.— Town Topics. Passing the Mustard Encouraging—Professor 0 is If anything should go wre mee periment, we and the laboratory withe, might be blown skyhigh. Come elo gentlemen, so that you may be better able to follow me.—Brooklyn Eagle, : A Sure Winner—‘‘Jonesby ha with him all night. 7 had 8 doctr “Was he very sick?” “He was toward the last, when the doctor held all the good hands."—g;° mingham Age-Herald. Disgruntled Ma—‘*Mother was rather angry with you last night.’’ ‘Why? I didn’t kiss you,”” “Just so. And so she waited all the evening at the keyhole for nothing." Kansas City Journal. Host (in foreground)—By the way, Jim, it might be as well to avoid the subject of our college days, My wife is a bit straight laced. Hostess (in background)—Oh—er—Julia, perhaps we'd better say nothing of our college pranks. My husband is inclined to be puritanical. Personal Liberty — Visitor— Which of those hotels is the better? Town guide—Wal, one of ’em has all rooms with baths, and the other believes in personal liberty—you can have a bath or not, just as you like.—Chicago News. Tust So—‘‘ What's a barbecue, dad?”’ “A barbecue is an affair where you smack your lips over grub that you’d turn your nose up at home.’’—Kansas City Journal. A Facer—‘‘Why do you feed tramps They never do any work for you.’’ **No,"’ said the wife; ‘‘but it is quite a satisfaction to see a man eat a meal without finding fault with the cooking.’’ —New York Sun. The Domestic Tyrant — Jones — Why, where's the breakfast? Mrs. Jones—Hush, dear! Cook ate it. Jones—What! Ate it all? Mrs. Jones—Yes, dear. We mustn't say anything. I think cook is just the sort of woman who would go round and say we starved our help.—Cleveland Plaix Dealer. In Arrears— Friend — This is a nice studio you have. Is the rent high? Artist—I don’t remember.—Cleveland Leader. His Excuse—‘‘This is a pretty time of night for you to be coming home, Jere miah!"’ “T know, my dear; but I hadn’t any where else to go.’’—Baltimore Americax a