Judge, 1915-04-03 · page 10 of 24
Judge — April 3, 1915 — page 10: what you’re looking at
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This page from *Judge* magazine contains several satirical pieces typical of early 20th-century American humor: **"An Easter Anthem"** mocks pretentious social climbing through a church choir argument about women's hats—the singers bicker cattily about whose hat is most fashionable while supposedly singing a solemn religious composition. **"The Cause"** is a brief joke about divorce: Mr. Higgles learns a woman lost her husband to "Reno" (the Nevada city famous for easy divorces), suggesting the marriage dissolved via divorce rather than death. **"The Fickle Winter"** is a light poem about harsh winter weather and its effect on coalmen and weather forecasters. **"Commercialized"** satirizes opposition to women's suffrage as financially motivated—the husband fears women voting would create too many political offices to distribute to his allies. **"A Perfectly Good Dog"** and **"Onto Him"** are brief domestic humor pieces about pets and wives playing sad piano music as passive-aggressive communication. The overall tone reflects turn-of-the-century middle-class anxieties about gender roles, voting rights, and social propriety.
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Bas Soprano: | Alto: 4 Bass: Tenor: Soprano: Alto: Soprano: Alto: Tenor: Bass: | Soprano: Alto: Soprano: Alto: An See, oh, see her lovely hat! Tell us which you mean by that! The soprano's hat I mean. ’Tis the loveliest I've seen! Bassos never have good taste; Modish hats on them you waste. This soprano’s hat is fair, But y ¢ them everywhere! I declare, sir, you are rude! ‘Tis from } lam Doemgood, In her very finest mood! Yes, I remember it quite well; To me the madam tried to sell, But I aspired to better things Than imitation heron wings. Now let us raise the heavenly strain That brings us peace and joy again, And fill our hearts with blessed love That will earth's bitterness re- move! ° She is acat! She isacat! You know I have the smart- est hat! It only cost five dollars, so You have no right o'er me to crow. And yours was marked down, don’t you see, To something very nearly three! Besides, the style was used last year. In such antiques I'd not appear! Still to the alto’s hat T lean; Such lovely shades I've rarely seen. I think soprano’s is by far Of all the hats the bright- est star. T thank you for that cheer- ing word. The alto’s hat is quite ab- surd! Easter Anthem Alto: Soprano: Bass: Snake in the grass! Not in my class! You're right, my friend! Now heaven defend! As it was in the beginning, is now and ever shall be, world without end. Amen. —Harvey Peake The Cause Poor woman! Tenor: Bass: “Dear me! said Higgles, reading his morning paper, ‘'I see that . Gidd has just lost her husband. Really?"’ cried Mrs. Higgles. was it—typhoid or appendicit “Neither; Reno,’ said Higgles. The Fickle Winter This winter has been rather rough In many ways, yet they who scoff it Forget it has been hard enough On coalman and the her prophet. J. J. O'Connell. Commercialized Mrs. Crawford—Are your husband's ob- jections to female suffrage practical? Mrs. Crabshaw—Perfectly practical, my He's afraid there wouldn't be enough al offices to go around. A Perfectly Good Dog .ook here, Snidders,"’ is dog you sold me is no fighter. a regular mush of a mollycoddle. You told me he'd lick anything on sight."* “So he will,"’ said Snidders. vurry, vurry affectionate."* Onto Him Bilton—What did your wife say when you got home at two this morning? Tilton—Nothing! She sat down to the piano and played ‘‘Tell Me the Old, Old Story. “He's It doesn’t cost much to entertain hopes. The helpmate—Really, Jobn, I'm puzzled, too!