Judge, 1916-02-12 · page 7 of 28
Judge — February 12, 1916 — page 7: what you’re looking at
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This page contains two separate pieces from Judge magazine: **Main Story:** "A Bachelor in the Making: An Episode in Florida" is a serialized romantic comedy. The narrator, Amethyst Jones, flees New York's grinding work life for Florida to study medicine with his uncle. When a beautiful young woman arrives seeking the doctor, he's instantly smitten. The humor derives from his melodramatic infatuation and the satirical portrait of his uncle—a supposedly noble country doctor who actually owns property with a mortgage and subtly manipulates the narrator into studying medicine. The narrative pokes fun at romantic idealization and small-town social dynamics. **Cartoon:** The bottom silhouette gag satirizes police enforcement of public morality. An officer arrests someone for "flirtin' in the park," and the captain dismisses it as "impersonatin' an officer"—suggesting that only officers should be flirting, or that the arrest itself is absurdly overreaching. It's social satire on Victorian-era restrictions on public behavior and overzealous law enforcement.
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A BACHELOR IN THE MAKING A N EPISODE 6¢AJTEW YORK got on my nerves, once,” said Amethyst Jones, cheerfully. “I was putting in fourteen hours a day, fathom- ing the soul-stirring mysteries of the furniture business, one of those uncomprom mists who favor you with a tacit hur- rah until you ask for a real salary. I didn’t have time to love any ly My frame of mind was bad. I de- cided to spend the winter in Florida. “In Florida, in the Manatee coun- dry, I had one of the dearest old uncles ever. He was a doctor, and wished mé to study medicine with him. “That big-souled old uncle of mine was a transparent proposition. He possessed a two-story house with a mortgage on it, and the grati- tude—more or less—of the community in which he had slaved his life id, ‘the only thing in the world that the moah uh, the moah of it yo've got, is love.’ I decided “One day my uncle went to Tampa, leaving me to study undis-* turbed. I studied. One of the fairest and loveliest of the sex upon whom my eyes had ever rested stood, framed like a picture, in the office doorway. I looked up from Gray’s Anatomy. She was more attractive than Gray. I rose and bowed. I N FLORIDA “Is th’ Doctah here?’ she murmured. I could hardly speak. Her beauty was thrilling. Clad all in white, her shining eyes mystic with that light which one sees only in a certain startlingly glorious type of maiden, her lissome figure hesitant in the doorway—my friends, I knew that my hour had come. ‘The Doctor is away for the day,’ said I, faintly. ““Ah,’ she breathed. “*T beg you to be seated,’ said I. “As she sank back in our only rocking chair, I noted that she was jkb Captain—What's he charged with, Casey ? Officer—I don’t know the regular name fer it, captain; but I caught him a-flirtin’ in the park. Captain—Ah, that's impersonatin’ an officer. comicbooks.com