Judge, 1916-08-19 · page 17 of 28
Judge — August 19, 1916 — page 17: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page celebrates Judge magazine itself through content about a Society of Illustrators entertainment event in New York. The text describes "living models" posing as magazine covers—illustrating covers from Judge, Saturday Evening Post, Collier's, and others—arranged by prominent artists including C.D. Gibson. The main cartoon "A Chicken Sand-Witch" (lower left) appears to be a visual pun on the magazine's cover design. The page includes two humor pieces: one mocking a man who bought an expensive car but can't afford a driver, and another ("Chivalry is Not Blind") about a gentleman giving his streetcar seat to a well-dressed woman. The poem's irony is that despite her obvious wealth and status, he never follows up or offers further assistance—suggesting commentary on performative versus genuine courtesy. The photograph shows Nat C. Wildman, who performed as a "Judge clown" at a Philadelphia advertising convention, dancing and singing parodies.
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COMPLIMENTS TO “‘JUDGE"” N A SERIES of unique poses, at an entertainment for the Society of Illustrators I at the Theatre Francais, New York, recently, living models illustrated the covers ines, the poses being arranged by prominent artists. Among ‘ning Post, Collier's, The Out- k. The poses were arranged of various maj the magazines represented were JupcE, the Saturday look, Country Life in America, Adventure, and Every W. by such prominent artists as C. D. Gibson, J. C. Leyendecker, James Montgomery lagg, Gordon Grant, C. D. Williams, and John E. Sheridan. The posing of the Jupce cover, which is reproduced on the lower left-hand corner of this page, was by C. D. Gibson. The original cover of JupGe which in title suggested the Gibson posing is shown in little above. A somewhat similar entertainment was given at the Ritz-Carlton during the great Advertising Convention at Philadelphia, with the Baltimore Advertising Club as hosts to their fellows in the craft. Realistic covers, eight feet high, of Jupce, the Saturday Evening Post, Vogue, Printers’ Ink and other publications, formed the curtain, through which each character entered, executing a charac: teristic dance and singing a song about the periodi- cal which he represented. The Jupce clown was played by Nat C. Wildman, of Baltimore, a pic- ture of whom in character is reproduced in the upper right-hand corner of this page. He also designed and managed the whole * Magazine-land” feature, and wrote the songs, parodies of well-known popular airs. “I'm simply Crazy over You” was cleverly adapted for the benefit of Jupcr. Carranza does not patronize the barber shops, but Villa guesses he is about due to hear the ery of “Next!” aa £ “ ACHICKEN SAND.WITCH The originat cover of Judge. MARCH 101016 PRICE IOCENTS Not Impressed Newly arrived spirit— Who is that old angel over yonder—the one who looked so bored when I told him about the man-eating sharks? St. Peter—That’s Jo- nah, Judge As Sometimes Pronounced “What do you think of that? Now that I have bought the car I can’t find a good driver.” “It’s hard luck to spend three thousand dol- lars and have nothing to chauffeur it.” She Complained Briggs—Do you wear evening clothe call on Miss Bliss Griges—No. I did, but she complained about my suff shirt bosom being hard on her cheek. THE rose is red, The violet blu But what's the usc? Wheto by Paul Thompson for Har Posed by C.D Gibson. “A CHICKEN SAND.WITCH ” Achoo! achoo! NAT C. WILDMAN REPRESENTING JUDCE Chivalry is Not Blind HE smiled, and, looking up at me, Said: “Thank you very kindly, s IT answered: “Not at all!” You see I'd given up my seat to her. The car was crowded; every strap, ‘As usual, was in demand; With bundles piled upon her lap She made me rather proud to stand. We journeyed on mile after mile The curves were sharp, the lurches quick; I kept my balance in the aisle. Although it was no easy trick Her raiment indicated that She did not lack life's luxuries; Her very nifty looking hat pped at forty-five degrees; anging glances now and then, ighed when others crowded in, And once she begged my pardon when One saw that she was gently bred; We might have found a lot to say, But I have mentioned all we said. Perhaps you think it strange that I, When she had reached her journey’s end, Did not desert the car or try To be accepted as her friend; I might have caught up three or four Among the bundles that she had, Or seen her y to the door And thereby made her doubly glad; But I had done my duty—yes— And, furthermore, to set you straig’ t, I may remark that, at a guess She wasn’t less than fifty-eight. S.t.. Koo. Every time Cipriano Castro bre: into print a forgetful public wonde if he’s the kind the children cry for. comicbooks.com