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This page contains several satirical pieces typical of Judge magazine's social commentary: **Top cartoon:** Shows a man (Harduppe) who fell in love with his fiancée not upon meeting her, but instantly upon learning she was an *heiress*—satirizing fortune-hunting and mercenary marriages among the wealthy. **"A Mysterious Visitor":** A rural tavern keeper recounts a peculiar stranger who wasn't a salesman, land speculator, or cultural promoter—just a normal visitor. The ambiguity about his identity (inspector? German spy?) likely satirizes post-WWI American paranoia about foreign agents, a common concern in that era. **Other pieces:** Include light humor about marriage conditions, a riddle about international neutrality (likely WWI-related), inventions mocking modern conveniences, and brief quips about romance and materialism. The overall tone mocks American obsessions with wealth, marriage prospects, and contemporary anxieties about foreign threats.

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Walker—Who's the girl up on the rocks with Harduppe? Ryder—His fiancee, the heiress. Walkter—Oh, She’s here for the week end. that the girl? They say Harduppe fell in love with her at first sight. Ryder—He didn’t even wait for first sight. He fell in love with her the instant he heard of her! A Mysterious Visitor «6A. MIGHTY queer man stopped here the other day,’’ stated the landlord “*He didn’t have anything to sell to our merchants, he wasn’t of the Petunia tavern. trying to introduce valuable literary works to the few persons in the community of sufficient culture to appreci- ate ‘em, and he quietly told everybody who inquired that he did not wish to buy land. He sat around here in the office some and read a book, and the rest of the time he strolled about in town and looked at things in a casual sort of way. “To one gent who asked him if it didn’t look right smartly like rain off to the south’rd, he replied that it did. And when another in- quired if he hadn’t met him some'rs, he answered that it was quite likely, inasmuch as he had been there several times. When he got ready to leave, he simply paid his bill and departed on the two o'clock train. Opinions are Pretty evenly divided; some of our leading c’ zens think he was an in- Spector of some sort, and others believe he was a German spy."’ —Tom P. Morgan Hard To Be Good Ted—Why are you in such a hurry to get married? Ned—Before she'd accept me, I had to promise to stop drinking and smoking. Mr. Golitely—It a child has an English father and a German mother, and is born on a French sbip flying an Austrian flag in Russian waters, what is he? Mrs, Weatherby—He's strictly neutral ! Some Smart Aleck Will Invent: ROCKING chair that will murmur, “*Step to the right!’ when you arc about to fall over it in the dark. An electric collar button that will auto- matically light up when it escapes you and disappears under the bed. A jitney bus that will be- come a flying machine when it finds itself in danger of running into anything. A latch-key with a mag- net attachment that will in- variably find the keyhole. A square-brimmed straw hat that may blow off, but will not roll away. Needed “What this town needs’’ —began the reformer. “Isa team,” broke in the fan, ‘‘that can hit the ball when there are men on bases.’” A Love There is a love, Now be it told, Which Cupid hates— A love of gold! At the Soda Fountain Customer—Your cream is very good. Clerk—It ought to be. I just whipped it. comicbooks.com