Judge, 1915-08-21 · page 11 of 28
Judge — August 21, 1915 — page 11: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page from Judge contains several satirical vignettes targeting early 20th-century American life: **"Foiled!"** mocks a man who prayed his enemy's hired hand would embarrass himself publicly through a book—but the book succeeded commercially instead, earning fifty thousand dollars. The moral: betting on public taste backfires. **"It Depends"** is a quick joke where a motorist asks a farmer chicken prices; the farmer asks whether he means for dinner or damages (implying motorists hit farm animals). **"His Status" and related sections** contain social commentary on rural labor, incompetent farmhands, and class dynamics. **"Favorable Prospect"** presents wordplay about a young woman and man in a darkroom—the pessimistic father fears romance ("affirmative"), while the designing mother hopes for it. The satirical tone targets rural simplicity, commercial phoniness, and romantic/social pretensions of the era. The page reflects Judge's style: quick jokes, social observation, and gentle mockery of American aspirations and mishaps.
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Ea N T E R N E D Foiled! His Status One Point of View Farmer Medders—What sort of a hand is Optimist—Have courage and persevere, and the world may yet make a beaten path- Mine enemy might slip and write a book, Farmer Stackrider—He ain't no hand at — way to your door. That I upon some future joyous morn all, dad-bezzle him; he’s a sore thumb! Pessimist—Yes, right across my lawn, and PRAYED and prayed that by some hook or crook that new hired man o’ yours, 'Lias? then pick my flowers. scratch —s their fool names on my win- dow panes and chop my front steps to pieces for souvenirs, Might hold him up through it to public scorn, oy ~ And, lo! my f swered—but, alas The sweet revenge I sought came not to pass. Favorable Prospect The book was foolish, but it pul ) Penurious papa—Where is “took,"* and he : 44 = 4 Scooped fifty thousand dollars = { . Maybelle? $ = , Designing mamma—She took royalty! MORAL Ofttimes our best endeavors run to waste, And he’s a fool who bets on public taste !=J. kK. £. Defined Diggs—Uow would you de- fine a world poet? liggs—As the guy that first put verse into universe. IT DEPENDS Motorist—How mach are chickens to-day? Farmer—Dinner or damages? some pictures a little while ago, and she and young Mush- cash are in the dark room. Penurious papa—Developing negatives? Designing mamma—No; an affirmative, I hope. One-half the world doesn’t even know which half it is. comicbooks.com