Judge, 1916-12-30 · page 10 of 29
Judge — December 30, 1916 — page 10: what you’re looking at
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This page satirizes women's suffrage through a romantic comedy story. Madeline Murphy refuses to marry DeLancy Potter after women gain voting rights, because she cannot vote for his political party—she's bound by loyalty to her father's ticket instead. Potter abandons her, unable to bridge this political gulf. The satire's point: women's newly won voting rights create an absurd, insurmountable obstacle to marriage because women remain politically dependent on their fathers' choices rather than exercising independent judgment. The story mocks both the impracticality of women voters and the rigidity of political loyalty. The top illustration shows "Age" and "Youth" flanking ships, likely representing the old and new political eras surrounding women's suffrage. The other content—poems about deception and color blindness, an unrelated detective joke—appears filler material typical of satirical magazines.
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JUST INSTINCT AS FAR AS SHE GOES Ry S. B. KISER ADELINE MURPHY was disconso- M late. The state legislature had voted in favor of woman suffrage, and the governor had signed the bill. “Why are you so sad, my darling?” It was DeLancy Potter who spoke, and his handsome countenance was distorted by the anguish that tortured him. “T must give you up,” she replied. “I have done my best to bring myself to it, but it can- not be. Whither thou goest I could go, and I would be willing that your people should be my people. Tam ready to give up my religious faith and adopt yours, but there is one barrier that I cannot surmount.” “Ah, Madeline,” he cried, “you must not say that. [cannot give you up. Your beauty enchants me, your refinement thrills me. Where is there another girl who could use the word surmount as sweetly, who could pronounce it with as musical a modulation, as you do? Tell me what it is that has come between us. I must know. I cannot surrender you with this awful mystery unexplained.” “T have just become possessed of the right to vote.” “Yes, yes—go on.” “As I have said, I can leave home, parents, brothers and sisters, religion — everything for you — everything but my father’s poli- I never can vote your ticket, ause it is not his ticket. There lies the gulf that, if you will per- mit a change of metaphors, never can be bridged.” Knowing that the words she had spoken were only too true, he gulped down the grape juice she had placed before him and then left her forever. How Do They Do It? ENIE, meenie, minie, moe Sums up what some people know; Yet some of those very people Seem impressive as a steeple; With the ways of Solomon Fooling almost everyone, And respected and revered For their wisdom es, and feared Such a glamor they collect Many never once suspect This is all those people know; Eenie, meenic, minie, moe. Walter G. Doty Safe Bet Argus boasted of his hundred eyes. “We'll bet your wife doesn’t think you have one for color,” we remarked. People differ as to what the new dime looks like. It looks like a mighty small Pricate detectitep—And he told me it was the milkman! comicbooks.