Judge, 1916-07-29 · page 17 of 28
Judge — July 29, 1916 — page 17: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page collects jokes translated from European satirical magazines, reflecting early 20th-century attitudes during World War I. **Notable cartoons:** - **"A Practical Wife"**: A wife deliberately cries while grating horseradish to fake emotion, manipulating her husband into buying her furs—satirizing marital deception and materialism. - **"Recognition"**: A husband returning after ten years abroad is recognized only by his knock-knees, mocking how absence changes people or how superficial recognition can be. - **"His Duties"/"How is it you're not at the Front"**: Multiple jokes about soldiers' reluctance or excuses (preferring milk to combat), satirizing wartime morale and military service complaints. - **War supply joke**: Medical supplies listed as "horrors of war," darkly joking about battlefield conditions. The page demonstrates how Judge republished European humor to entertain American readers, while the jokes reveal contemporary attitudes toward marriage, masculinity, and WWI participation—often mocking those dodging combat or using domestic pretexts.
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A Practical Wife “K cemu tady mas ten kren?” Zena spisoratele—"Ctu novou knihu sveho muze a strouham pri tom kren, abych mela uplakane oci. To ho naladi a koupi mi nouvou kozesinu.” “What are you doing with the horse- radish?” Author's wifes1.am reading my husband's new-ook and I’am grating the horseradish at the same time, so as to have red eyes. That will put him in good humor and he will buy me a new set of furs—Humoristicke Listy (Prague). In Normandy “Vous étes dur A la froid, m’siew l'Anglais! Je retire jamais I'mien qu’au mois d’aoftt. “You're hardened to the cold, Mr. Eng- lishman; I never take mine off till August.” —Le Rire (Paris). Recognition Gatte (der nach zehnjahriger Abwesenheit aus Amerika gurukommt)—Du_ scheinst_ mich nicht zu erkennen, Luise? (Er offnet den Mantel.) x Gaitin Jade ists, amas. Husband (returning from America after Das sind Deine an absence of ten years)—You don’t seem to recognize me, Louisa! overcoat). Wife—Surely—it is you, Ignatius! Those Fliegende (He unbuttons his are your knockknees! Blaetter (Munich). Frightful! “Wot yer got there, Mate?” “Serum, hypodermic syringes, pills, qui- nine, No. 9s, an’ plum-an’-apple jam.” “Lor’! all the ‘orrors o’ war!"”—Sketch (London). His Duties Officer—What are your duties, my man? Outpost—Ow; to mess around ‘ere till the relief comes.—London Opinion. “My dear boy, how loaded you are! Couldn’t you get a porter to carry some of your luggage? ”—London Opinion. Who's Who Paternal Relative (to son who has just saluted General Sir Blankety-Blank, K.C.B. etc., ctc.)—Oo’s yer pal, Awlbert?—Passing Show (London). “How is it you're not at the Front, young man?” “’Cause there ain’t no milk at that end, mum.”—Punch (London). comicbooks.com