Judge, 1915-05-08 · page 12 of 24
Judge — May 8, 1915 — page 12: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
The top photographs show "appropriate newspaper photographs"—a satirical juxtaposition contrasting a grieving war widow (Mrs. Harewood, whose officer husband and three brothers died in WWI trenches) with a farm laborer (James Farmer) who inherited fifty thousand dollars. The satire critiques newspapers' sensationalism: they present these images as "appropriate," suggesting media treats human tragedy and sudden wealth as equally newsworthy spectacles rather than meaningful stories. The page's humor pieces mock social pretension and everyday absurdities. "The Debutante" questions modern life's supposed acceleration. "Shallow" jokes that society's superficiality prevents drowning in it. "His Grouch" offers dark humor about a perpetually miserable man. The "Egg View Notes" column contains rural gossip—theft, mishaps, and humorous misunderstandings (a man buying "horse information" thinking it's literal advice). The final item plays on the biblical Belshazzar's famous wall writing, reframing it as a mundane marital complaint about redecorating.
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Mrs, Marian Harpeood: wife of an English officer who has just been killed James Farmer. a farm hand, who has just come into Harpgood has lost three brothers in the trenches a fortune of fifty thousand dollars it. Mrs, THOSE APPROPRIATE NEWSPAPE, R PHOTOGRAPI 1S this barbarian for damages?"” hat in order to prevent myself from throw- Egg View Notes must be some legal redress for such an ing it on high when the average citizen is Ww" LARCOM tried to double his outrage !"" cheering for the sort of thing that the aver- weight, the other day, by sticking **My husband has sued me for divorce.’’ age citizen usually applauds."’ two cents at once into a Pollywog slot Surely there “Alas! Is it so bad as that? I will see what I can devise to-morrow, madame."" “‘To-morrow! I must be fixed up at once! “It is impossible, madame. haste?’? ‘*Haste? I am to be a witness this afternoon in my own defense !"" The Debutante T have a little question I'd like to put in rhyme: They say the pace of living Gets faster all the time; But shouldn't you imagine It’s slowed down quite a lot, When mother loved the galop, While I'm content to trot? —Corinne Bliss. Shallow “Society is so shallow,”” lor philosopher. “It's a good thing it is,’ retorted the mere man, ‘‘or half the people who are wading around in it would get drowned."" His Grouch “Tam cursed with such a mean disposi- tion,’’ confessed Grout P. Smith, ‘‘that I never find it necessary to pour glue in my Why such mused the par- WHY PAUL FLUNKED IN HIS EXAMS machine. Sneak thieves have been reported as be- ing again at work in this neighborhood. Lem Bushnell, our new marshal, who has lately studied upa lot about sleuth work, was seen following some shade around the cider mill Wednesday afternoon. Corny Paine sprung out of his bed at daylight Monday morning and strove in vain to approach himself from the rear and give a hive on his back an early, much needed and thorough scratching. Sherm Spoor sent off a dollar in a letter last week to some big-city concern and in- structed them to send him at once their valuable horse information, which he found out this morning was that acheckered suit should always be worn while breaking in a colt that is overly fond of jumping. Lightning hasn't struck Truman Bilge’s house since last Wednesday noon, when he greatly reduced the amount of electrical attraction down his way by shearing his whiskers off. Leslie Van Every. The Sign Belshazzar saw the writing on the wall. “It certainly means my wife will want it repapered,’’ he interpreted. comichooks.com