Judge, 1916-02-19 · page 22 of 28
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This lengthy satirical article uses the "buzz-saw" as a metaphor for dangerous human temptations and vices. The piece argues that humanity has an inborn tendency toward self-destructive behavior, comparing it to Adam's original sin. The main example is Bill Murdock, a horse trader who habitually cheats others in deals—a "buzz-saw" he expertly wields. Despite warnings, men repeatedly attempt to best him, losing money in the process. Murdock becomes wealthy and moves to town, having successfully exploited human nature's competitive weakness. The satirist suggests that risky activities—gambling, swimming in dangerous waters, playing poker—appeal to us like the purr of a kitten, though they're actually lethal. The piece criticizes humanity's inability to resist temptation despite knowing better, and notes that even scientific progress merely creates new "buzz-saws" for us to foolishly approach. The accompanying whiskey advertisements offer an ironic counterpoint: promoting "moderate" drinking as the path to happiness and success.
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It takes Nature ages to make a mellow land- scape—ithas taken Nature and age to make Cascade's mellowness. Original Bottling has Old Gold Label Geo. A. DICKEL & Co. Distillers NASHVILLE, TENN. | OL Look about you for the man who is happiest in his success. You will find him of moderate habit. He is neither prudishly narrow nor is he excessive. And it is the moderate man whom we most value as a customer for a wonderfully mild and mellow Whiskey —Wilson—Real Wilson—That’s All! The Whiskey for which we invented the Non-Refillable Bottle FREE CLUB RECIPES—Free booklet of famous club recipes for mixed drinks. Address Wilson, 315 Fifth Ave., N.Y. That's All! Fondling a Buzz-Saw HE DESIRE of humanity to fondle a buzz-saw is a failing as old as the race itself. Adam gave it a start when he ate the apple and his descendants have ever since been following in his footsteps. There has never at any time been a shortage in the supply of buzz-saws, The demand is always great, but the supply is right there to meet it half y and even to advance a little if there is a disposition on the part of the er to hang back. In extreme youth this tendency manifests itself in a desire on the part of the experimenter to play with matches in a haymow, or to swim in a swiftly- flowing river among eddies which to a practiced eye portend a funeral. Playing poker in the American language is such a common buzz-saw that it may be regarded as plebian, but the dangerous whirl is still in it. The feat of taming this buzz-saw so that it will come up and eat out of the hand has been accomplished by some, but many others have lost the hand in the effort. Bill Murdock used to trade horses in a modest way, following it as a regu- lar occupation which was thinly veiled under the guise of a truck farmer, When others traded with him they could safely count that their loss was his gain. Bill aimed to arrange it that way and in a horse trade his aim was unerring. Mr. Murdock had a long, solemn face and a sad eye. He had the appearance of being about ready to knock for admission at the pearly gates, but he was not that kind of a knocker. It was the desire of every man in the community to get the best of Bill in a horse trade, and Bill continued to encourage the desire until he was able to move to town and buy a touring car. It is useless to warn people against the various buzz-saws that are run- ning day and night. Before the week is out some of those who have lis- tened to a warning an hour long will be looking with pained regret at the places where their fingers used to be. Others make a firm resolve to keep their hands off, and go to bed late with a in the head and a pawn- ticket in the pocket where they usually atch. They have alo the broken resolut but it is beyond repair. jence and ci ition are inventing more buzz-saws all the time and every man may be known by the size of the whirling disk with which he } 4°) plays. Those that turn slowly, like a water wheel, may satisfy him awhile it but in time, if he allows the habit to grow, he longs to hear his buzz-saw Pt be It is then that some friend should take him by the arm and lead him a considerable distance away, where he may recover from the charm of the adventure. This is done for some of us, but gener- ally we go back to trade horses with Bill Murdock. Sometimes the noise made by a buzz-saw sounds to us like the soft purring of a furry kitten when its appetite is fully satiated. We are un- cither the teeth or claws and may even believe that they are not hum like a Corliss engine. able to se there, butea day comes when we stand aside in deep humiliation and real ta ize that we have been plentifully done oat, Many buzz-saws are pretty to look at, but it is a safe plan to view Tor them through a field glass, having first made sure that the road is clear for Fus a swift retreat. Then we may come again and use the field glass another quit f day. Our friends may laugh at us when we retire so early from the scene of such festivities, but it is far better to endure their hoots and hilarity than to go through life with one or both arms in ; AL Too many of us grope in the darkness beyond our ken when we have yout with us an insufficient supply of arnica and bandages.—Richard S. aa Pro Her you'r HE HAD known her since her earliest infancy and never taken a step without her guidance. She could not recall one twenty-four hours not Aft spent in her presence. While at times intensely wearied of her there was ee never a moment when she would not have abandoned everything for be fe ik sake. That she tyrannized over her, caused her to make mistakes, at times Her fatal errors, she never denied. But it never interfered with her passios- things Sometimes she found herself going to extreme ate admiration of her. D borrowed money for her; when ia lengths for her. When in trouble she 'y grief she tried desperately to console her. Once she attempted to steal 2 woman’s lover for her; once she was sorely tempted to steal a jewel for bet. She thought her the most wonderful woman in the world, and that nothing was too good for her. She was never jealous of her, but she tried to make others envy her. There were times when her love for her caused her to for There were times, also, when fora short period she hated het, But she never failed in her service or to return ® —G. 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