Judge, 1915-07-17 · page 5 of 28
Judge — July 17, 1915 — page 5: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page from *Judge* magazine presents a satirical story about a young man receiving unexpected wealth. The illustration shows dockside workers discovering what appears to be money or valuables, with one character exclaiming about "high tide." The accompanying narrative mocks the predictable folly of sudden fortune: a young man inherits money but immediately squanders it on frivolous purchases—ice cream, boxing gloves, and new clothes—rather than making prudent investments. The story sardonically notes his wife will pluck the "treasure from his mitt," suggesting his money will be spent by others. This reflects *Judge's* recurring satirical theme: the inability of the working and lower-middle classes to manage unexpected wealth responsibly, a common early-20th-century anxiety about social mobility and financial literacy.
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5 d s Ss n e d e 2 I. nina avrnrn an? Oulooker—Ye're lucky! — Submerged—Lucky ? A N A N D Onlooker—Uh-huh! S'posin’ it hed ‘a’ bin high tide! H I S§ M O N E Y By TERRELL LOVE HOLLIDAY RILY, the male creature and his money are soon parted. The vine of the field groweth in security and is despoiled not of its green fruit, for none cut- teth a melon until it ripeneth. But, lo! the he- kid is cleaned of his kale ere he attaineth knicker- bockers. The grandfather of a newborn presidential possibility giveth unto his descendant a silver dollar, for tooth-cutting purposes; and, behold! mother snatcheth the same away with loud cries and protesta- tions, declaring that lucre is germ laden. Wherefore Precious getteth not a tummyful of little germans; neither doth he get the dollar. Uncle Jack bestoweth upon his namesake a shekel of fine gold, bidding the young profligate flag a milk wagon and order a mag- num of Old Jersey. But, alas! a frugal mamma butteth in, cop- peth the gilt and interneth it in a savings bank, against the day when son will have a wife to spend it for him. Russian-bloused and proud, boyhood strutteth forth; and his palm cuddleth a piece of silver wherewith to buy a chocolate , cigar. But, lo! a flaxen-haired Flossie waylayeth him and lead- eth him unto the place where ice-cream cones are dispensed. And he smoketh not that day. Arrayed in the brave habiliments of manhood, youth setteth out for the marts where sporting goods are bartered. His heart yearneth for boxing gloves, and the price thereof jingleth in the pocket of his new long trousers. But such a thing is not to be. Across his path floateth a vision of sweet sixteen, and at eventide he returneth home bearing naught save a hankering that hanker- eth still and a couple of canceled matinee checks. The young man toileth in the noonday heat; under the incan- descent he laboreth without ceasing, that he may acquire a gov- ernment bond, whereof the increment unearned may accrue unto him. But nigh upon the time of fulfillment, a damsel decoyeth him into a cozy corner; and he emergeth therefrom ravaged of his savings, to buy an engagement ring. Like unto a miser the Benedict hoardeth his ducats, purposing therewith to purchase the wheels that push a windshield through the air at ninety miles per. But, woe be unto him! Even as he standeth with the first installment in hand, his wife swoopeth down upon him and plucketh the treasure from his mitt. And the comicbooks.com