Judge, 1915-08-28 · page 15 of 28
Judge — August 28, 1915 — page 15: what you’re looking at
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This page contains two distinct satirical pieces: **Top cartoon:** A domestic dispute dialogue. A man defends insulting his wife by claiming he was merely stating truth about her lack of refinement—she responded by throwing dishwater and assaulting him. The satire targets working-class marital conflict and the man's self-righteous justification for verbal cruelty, ending when a judge tells him to leave the stand. It mocks both the couple's rough behavior and the man's attempt to position himself as the wronged party. **"News from Back Home" section:** Rural humor vignettes mocking small-town characters and incidents—a man getting overalls laundered (deemed suspicious), a hotel clock stopping when a vagabond enters, a bald man attracting flies while sleeping rough. The satire targets rural eccentricity and poverty. **Bottom cartoon:** A professor observing a tree "precipitating moisture" (sweating) on a clear day, planning to report it to his society. This mocks pseudoscientific pretension—missing an obvious explanation (likely the tree's natural moisture or ground dew). All employ *Judge* magazine's typical format: gentle mockery of American social types and intellectual pretension.
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Bess—Why did you put on Helen's new hat to-day? held the mor'gidge on it if she didn’t meet the back payments the next Saturday. Just a few little things like them was all I said, an’ what does she do but up an’ throw a pan o’ dirty dishwater on me, an’ then be- gin to assault an’ batter me, showin’ that I'd told the gospel truth when I told her that she was no lady, which any one that lives under the same roof with her knows she ain't, an’ I ain't the only one that says it. She ain’t got the first instink of a lady, an’ I told her what was true when I said she wasn't to her face instid of behind her back, which ain't my way. But as for me sayin’ things justifyin’ her for assaultin’ an’ batterin’ me so I couldn’t go to the ash gatherers’ fancy dress ball, I never done it, for all I said was what I have told you an’ a few more things that I reckon you might call personal, but which it would be easy to prove, an’ more, too, an’ I got it straight from them that knows that her’’—— “That will do. You may leave the stand."* News from Back Home I NEEDHAM had his overalls laun- dried the other day. Si should be watched. Peter Kopek walked into the office of the Cadillac Hotel the other day, and the clock stopped. The village wag says that it was because it was ‘‘no tick’’ day, When Quincy Cardiff goes to sleep under a friendly awning on Main Street on a sultry afternoon, it is a signal for a housefly convention on his bald head. Pres Eaton says he is so neutral that he will not join any church, Rich Shane was submarined in the stom- ach the other day by a mule, and a few moments later he coughed up a dollar to pay on his grocery account. His creditors are thinking of tethering Rich just over a mule zone line. The other day the clock stopped in the Jess—Just to let her see how much better | look in it than she does. telephone exchange and disarranged the dinner hour all over the township. There is a servant girl in this village so handsome that she appears in a new home every week. —C. A. Hartley. After Vacation Who steals my purse steals trash— That is no idle quip. T have no ready cash; I'm just back from my trip. ANOTHER SCIENTIFIC DISCOVERY The professor—What a remarkable phenomenon! This tree is actually precipitating moisture at midday with a sky perfectly clear! I must report this to the society. comicbooks.com