Judge, 1915-06-05 · page 9 of 28
Judge — June 5, 1915 — page 9: what you’re looking at
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This page contains satirical commentary on early 20th-century American life, centered around Rural Free Delivery (RFD) mail service. **Main Content:** The opening poem celebrates the RFD mail carrier, crediting him with transforming rural life. Previously, farmers had to travel to town for mail; now delivery comes directly home. The satire praises this modern convenience while suggesting it has eliminated excuses for avoiding farm work. **Side Jokes:** - A "David-Goliath" reference mocking a politician (unnamed) who puts his "ear to the ground" rather than leaving footprints—implying empty populist posturing - Noah's Ark joke about house flies multiplying despite population controls - A rural anecdote where a farmer mistakes his neighbor's newspaper story about serial fiction income for breakfast cereal manufacturing **"In Six Reels"** (film strip at bottom) depicts courtship scenarios, unrelated to the main content. The page reflects period anxieties about modernization, rural life, and political deception, using humor to make social commentary accessible.
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Dedicated to R. F. D. OTHERS shall sing of lovely maids and true, Of youth whose valor sets the world agog. Oh, rural free delivery man, you jog So faithfully along, I'll sing of you! Once pa would nightly say to ma, ‘I’m due To seek the store for mail. Just split a log For morning, close the house, put out the dog, And all the rest I have not time for, Prue."’ Now he has ceased to hit the trail at e’en, Returning loaded as he did of yore. With daily papers left right at his door, There's no excuse for acting up so mean. His wife and daughters read the fashion page, His son may be a red-hot baseball fan, And thanks to you, oh, free delivery man, “Back to the farm's’ the cry of youth and age! —Kate B, Burton, A FEW DETAILS THAT THE DAVID-GOLIATH BOUT APPEARS TO HAVE LACKED Their Identity TRAVELER, journeying through the desert some hours after an Hon. had passed that way, took note of certain pecul- iar marks to be seen at intervals in the loose sand beside that path. “Well,”’ finally quoth he, ‘those are very funny footprints for a statesman to have left on the sands of tim “The Presence mistakes !"" said an oldest inhabitant, who happened to be handy. “‘Those be not the tracks of the feet, but the places where the distinguished one kept putting his ear to the ground.’" An Increase Noah swung his arms warningly. ‘‘Shoo! Shoo!" he cried. ‘*We don’t allow more than a pair of one kind to come aboard!"’ **We weren't more than a pair when we started up the gangplank,’’ buzzed the pa- rental house flies. An Industrial Note 66TIST listen, Hiram Tallgrass, to this here piece in the paper, will ye?’’ ex- citedly exclaimed Ma Tallgrass. ‘‘It says as how old Deacon Medder’s boy, Jim, what went ter the city tew years ago, has jist got tew thousand dollars fer a new serial !"’ **By heck !"' answered Hiram. ‘‘I knowed Jim wuz buyin’ up secondhand mattresses when he fust went ter the city, but I'll be hanged if 1 ever thought he wuz goin’ ter make breakfast food outen them!"" Recipe To be the mouthpiece of your age, This plan with true success is fraught: First think what every one has said, Then say what every one has thought. There’s a Difference ‘*He hasn’t enough money to wad a gun.’” “Pop or Krupp?"" comicbooks.com