Judge, 1916-05-27 · page 16 of 28
Judge — May 27, 1916 — page 16: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page from *Judge* magazine contains several short humorous pieces satirizing early 20th-century American domestic and social life. The top illustration shows golfers at Salt Lake City's golf club. The accompanying caption jokes that a man named Charlie took up golf enthusiastically because it's the only place he can "speak his mind"—his home is crowded with his wife's two sisters, three stenographers from his office, and Sunday school responsibilities. The satire targets the loss of male domestic authority and privacy in modern life. The text pieces below mock various social pretenses: a man avoiding a creditor he owes money to; a woman who plays bridge only for conversation; and children discussing marriage and alimony. The overall theme suggests anxiety about changing gender roles, financial obligations, and the erosion of male independence—common satirical targets in early 20th-century American humor magazines aimed at middle-class readers.
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AT THE SALT LAKE CITY GOLF CLUB Ethel—Why did Charlie take up golf so enthusiastically > Dorothea—He''s s wife's two sisters live with them: he has three stenographers in his office, and he’s superintendent of the Sunday-school the only place where he can speak his mind. The Way It Seems Someone Else Is Star-Boarder Now Confession t ISFORTUNE came and shook my bones; lady~—What did the poet mes h VIE 1 owed much coin for this and that. he said “The substance of things hoped for, I borrowed from my neighbor Jones, the evidence « Whose purse I knew was always fat. Boarder—Hash, prc And after that [ saw his face Where'er [ went to walk or swim; The Feminine Idea The world was such a little place, Mrs. Hokus—Does Mrs. Talkalot play It seemed to me, when [ owed him. bridge? But fortune came and brought a smile, Pokus—Well, she isn’t fond of it, but she Sad spoke to me ln xentle’ tones sometimes will play, just to make conver Misfortune went in her best style sation. And called upon my old friend Jones. The Five Year Olds : I lent to Jones; the years have fled , | And in mys No mone bis umitice tace I see Bessie—You going to get married when How « Don’t misconstrue—Jones is not dead; The world seems large, for he owes me. nedly)—Oh. TL 'spuse sw. My love for you —Will H. Hendrickson. You can’t get your alimony ‘less you do. Charles Hanson you grow And deeper grows, from day to day comicbooks.com