Judge, 1916-12-09 · page 11 of 28
Judge — December 9, 1916 — page 11: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page contains multiple short satirical pieces typical of early 20th-century American humor magazines. **Top cartoon** ("Appearance Is Against Him"): A street scene where Jim defends himself to Bill about his shabby appearance, asking if he looks like a man who'd break a woman's heart—satirizing how working-class men were judged by their worn clothing. **"The Nightingale"**: A poem (attributed to Witter Bynner) about escapism through drink and cherry blossoms, apparently mocking romantic/poetic avoidance of real problems like debt. **"Caught"**: A preparedness-era military humor piece. A drill sergeant catches Private Jones smoking during training—a violation of strict military discipline. The sergeant's pun ("Butts on you") plays on both cigarette butts and the soldier's transgression. **"Joy and Sorrow"** & **"Comes Early"**: Brief philosophical poems/jokes about life's contrasts and defining discipline. **Bottom right panel**: Dialogue between two Black domestic workers (Hannah and Chlorinda) about a new job, with "baby percolators" (likely an early vacuum cleaner or washing device) as the joke. The page reflects period attitudes toward class, military preparedness, and racial stereotypes.
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APPEARANCE Jim (apropos of something or other)—I leave it to you, Bill. The Nightingale (From the Japanese) DRINK with me and enter into spring- time And springtime it shall be forevermore— In your heart shall be but room For the cherry-tree to bloom, If you'll drink with me and enter into spring- time! And when creditors come crying at the door, Their importuning wail Shall seem a nigh! 4 Singing: “Drink with me and enter into springtime!""—Witter Bynner. Caught r" WAS during one of the first days of drill by the preparedness recruits. The men were lined up through their stunts and re wardness they intended to divest them- selves of so that in the event of trouble they might serve their country in true soldierly style. Suddenly the corporal straightened back his head and sniffed deeply. He IS AGAINST ran his eyes up and down the ranks. “Some one is smoking,” he declared. “Who is it? A private in the rear rank stepped out of line, a sheepish look on his face. Drill rules had kept him from smoking so long that he simply could not resist the temptation to take a puff at a He saluted. “Private Jones, The corporal looked at him sternly, then said: “Butts on you, Private Jones.” Joy and Sorrow F NIGHT and darkness never came, The morning would not seem so fair, And men would lose the joys they claim If there were no such thing as care; If baldness gave us no concern How many men would ever learn The happiness in having —S. E. Kiser. Comes Early “Pop, what is discipline?” “Discipline, my son, is something you HIM Do I look like the kind of a man wot would break a woman's ‘eart? can learn either during the first year at school, or the first year of married life.” Hannak—I|_heah you all's got a fine job up to Mrs. Calvert's. Chlorinda—Yes, Miss Hannah, I'se got a cinch. All I has ter do is ter push around one of dem new-fangled baby percolators ! comicbooks.com