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This is a humorous short story satirizing door-to-door salesmanship. A male book canvasser arrives at a woman's home confidently pitching an encyclopedia, believing he's found an easy sale. However, he encounters a shrewd female canvasser herself—experienced at selling household products. The joke reverses expectations: instead of the woman being a passive customer, she dominates the interaction, redirecting his sales pitch to demonstrate *her* products (grease cleaner, sewing buttons). She expertly out-sells the salesman, eventually purchasing his book almost as an afterthought while making him change her five-dollar bill. The title "His Waterloo" refers to Napoleon's decisive defeat, suggesting the male canvasser has met his match. The satire mocks both aggressive 1910s-era salesmanship tactics and contemporary gender assumptions—the "meek looking little woman" proves far more commercially savvy than the "husky" male salesman. The piece likely amused Judge's readers by subverting stereotypes about women's business acumen.

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Preparedness Are we prepared to defend our country? If not, do we know why, what is lacking, what should be done? “Efficiency for Defense” is an expert’s report on the needs and methods of our national defense. Every American will be interested in this powerful article which re- views us before ourselves in the September 18th issue of Collier's THE NATIONAL WEEKLY G16 West rth Street, New York City HIS WATERLOO HE husky looking canvasser who was “introducing” ay “should be in every home” felt that he had come upen “ ‘ when a meck looking little woman with a certain look of appeal ink blue eyes came to the door in response to his ring. ty ‘ Good day, madam. I am introducing a remarkable volume that—_» “You are?” she butted in, “Is it going well? Come in and set I'll get you a fan. Awful warm day to go traipsing around selfj ain't it? I know for I have done it myself. I was out on the pl with ‘The Family Treasure Encyclopedia.’ There was ev'tything no book from one o’ Gladstone’s speeches down to ‘How to Clean the B Bottle’ but somehow it didn’t take so very well and I done a good dal! with some stuff that would take out any kind of a grease spot. It damit bizness, too. I got a few boxes in the house now. I see quite ageace® on the knee o’ your left trouser leg an’ another one on the lapel 0 your ie Anything makes a man look measly it’s grease spots. You wait pains She darted into a room across the entry and was back in half ming, with a round tin box and a bit of cloth in her hand. . “Any kind of a cloth will do to rub it on with an’ you don’t have to it but one good dose. Lemme show you. You just daub a little we only you want to cover the whole grease spot with it and—there ro That grease spot is done for an’ I'll fix the other one in a jiffy. AS ling around as you do is apt to get grease spots on him and be-I get ve cents for a box when I go to the house with it, but when a pero: comes right to the house as you have I let it go for a quarter. I'll jut a bit of paper around the box before you put it in your pocket, an’ then-0 I can change a five-dollar bill all right. I got the change right here in my pocket. A woman canvassin’ as I have done has got to have a pote.” She dived into her dress skirt and brought forth a plethoric purse fog which she extracted four dollars and seventy-five cents which she gave tp him and tucked his five-dollar bill into her purse. ‘Then he said, “As I was saying, n, this book I am introducing is a——” use me, but there's a button on your coat hangin’ almost by a thread It'll be off an’ lost before night if it ain’t sewed right on. Lemme show yw one o’ th new kind of buttons that you can put on without thread ¢ needle an’ it is impossible for 'em to come off. The nicest thing you eve laid cyes on for a man travelin’ about away from home. Nig for a man in his own home for the matter o’ that. I got a fer of ’em right here in this table drawer. I carried 'em around » ue when I was sellin’ a pair o’ chromos one called ‘Now’ a the other ‘Hereafter.’ Sweet pretty pickshers they was only—lemme shy you how these buttons work. You take ‘em an’ you—like that, an’ the an’ then you—the Ain't it casy? Beats any needle a —I ain’t got but three or four packages left an’ you may hie this pac ¢ for fifteen cents although the reg’lar price is a quarter. course sellin’ to you is somethin’ like sellin’ to the trade an’ so I—of owe you need ’em, dear man! Here's a dime an’ you can gimme back tht quarter I gave you. Thanks. You'll never regret it.” “This book that I am introducing: it is——” “LT don’t doubt it, but then—you never handled the Never-Weards suspenders, did you? I made ’em go f : simply because they was al they was represented to be. One man sent to me for four pairs for his wie an’ sons—or what am I talkin’ about? His four sons, although I’ve oftes thought that it would be a good thing if wimmen wore suspenders to bald up their heavy skirts. My husbanc wearin’ a pair o’ these suspendes that he has had three years an’ cight months an’ there ain't asipd n’ out. I ain’t canvassed for ’em for two or three years, but © many write to me for ‘em that I keep a few pairs on hand. I got some rigit here in this closet. There you are! Feel how firm they are. They're mak by a new process an’ the method is known only to the man that makes‘ An’ they can be worn either side out an’ they can’t twist an’ make you swe when you are puttin’ on your pants, an’ you can’t lop your shoulders for ward like you are doin’ now an’ makin’ your breastbone press into yor lungs an’ bring on tuberkolosis or even cancer. Seventy-five cents is te reg'lar price with a written guarantee for two years, but I'll give you beth for fifty cents an’ you'll never—I don't care if you did buy the galluses yw have on only last week. They ain’t health galluses like these an’ a got lookin’ man like you ought to think first of his health. Here's fifty c's an’ you give me back one o’ them dollar bills I gave you. My husband bs been out 0’ work six months an’ it’s nip an’ tuck with us to live. I’m goa to slip these suspenders right into your pocket. Fifty cents, please. you. You'll walk straighter an’ have a better appetite the minnit you p#