Judge, 1915-06-19 · page 13 of 24
Judge — June 19, 1915 — page 13: what you’re looking at
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This page contains three distinct pieces of humor typical of early 20th-century satirical magazines: **"Memories"** is a nostalgic poem by Berton Bealey about bohemian artists' poverty and camaraderie in Paris's Latin Quarter. The satire lies in romanticizing deprivation—they ate poorly ("carmine ink" wine, meager food) yet found joy in artistic company. The poem laments how commercialism has replaced this authentic bohemian lifestyle. **"Restrained Applause"** is a joke about a prison lecture where convicts laughed but didn't clap. The punchline reveals they were handcuffed, making applause impossible—satirizing both the lecturer's obliviousness and the absurdity of expecting enthusiastic response from restrained prisoners. **The remaining content** includes brief jokes ("Because," "The Busy Woman") and "A Tennis Romance," a visual gag sequence showing the progression of a romantic relationship through tennis scoring terminology (15 Love, 30 Love, 40 Love, Game), depicting courtship stages humorously. The page reflects Judge's mix of literary satire, social commentary, and visual humor aimed at educated, urban readers.
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Memories WERE a blithe and careless gang, Each with his own especial knack; For one man wrote, another sang, Another sketched in white and black. Of faith and hope we had no lack, But charity we needed sore We were a lean and hun- gry pack In those Bohemian days of yore! We talked a sort of artist's slang, And how the tongues would wag and clack, And how the table tops we'd bang In loud rebuttal or attack ! The food was not a bounteous sna The wine was—carmine ink, we swore; And yet, somehow, they had a smack In those Bohemian days of yore! Gone are the times our laughter rang Through Louis Quartiers’ eating shack; Its windows now with placards The place is closed and gone to rac And Phill and Floss and Nell and Jack Are dining at its board no mo?e; Through love or fame they track To those Bohemian days of yore! e lost the ENVOY. Ah, well! my tough heart will not crack; The best of memories grows a bore, And I don’t hanker to go back To those Bohemian days of yore! Berton Bealey. Restrained Applause NOTED humorous lecturer, who was invited to deliver an address to an audience of convicts in a Western peniten- tiary, noticed that the auditors laughed heartily, but did not applaud. After the lecture the warden of the insti- tution ventured an apology. “They didn’t seem very did they?'’ he asked. “IT thought they seemed to enjoy it very much,"’ the lecturer replie “But they might have clapped a little,"" the warden remarked, ‘‘instead of just sit- ting there with their hands folded."’ “Well, well!’ the lecturer laughed, ‘'T noticed that they sat with their hands folded, but I thought they were all mana- cled."* appreciative, Because Drawing teacher—Rastus, your drawing of the mule is very good, but why didn’t you finish it? Rastus—'Cause, Miss Emily, you tol’ us to leave out de tail. The man who believes that beauty is skin deep is entirely too credulous. ~ 1S LOVE t . ‘ ‘ Ye eammaes j 4 } a) 4O LOVE 2) | 1E a woman of affai “Yes; everybody's. borhood gossip. What Did She Care? Cleopatra dissolved the pearl. “*But,’’ we warned her, ‘think how many oysters you will have to eat to find another."’ 30 LOVE GAME A TENNIS ROMANCE comicbooks.com