Judge, 1917-01-13 · page 15 of 28
Judge — January 13, 1917 — page 15: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page from the satirical magazine *Judge* contains multiple short humorous pieces rather than political cartoons. The two illustrations—showing a cherubic infant and a rotund elderly woman in Victorian dress—illustrate the proverbs "As the Twig Is Bent" and "The Tree's Inclined," suggesting character is formed in childhood. The text pieces are mostly domestic humor typical of early 20th-century magazines: complaints about structural inconveniences (Brooklyn Bridge, horseshoes), wordplay about social circles and debt ("hard work to make ends meet"), and marital observations. "Retribution" presents dark humor about a man drowning—his rescuer recognizes him as someone who advocated cold-water bathing and lets him die. Several pieces joke about courtship and marriage dynamics. The overall tone reflects era-appropriate middle-class anxieties: financial strain, domestic relations, and social pretension—presented through brief, punchy gags rather than sustained satire.
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AS THE TWIG IS BENT Reflections I? HATE to be the Brooklyn Bridge; I think you'd hate it, too, To have all of those trolley-cars A-running over you. I'd also hate to be a horse; I really cannot see How I could ever bear to have My shoes nailed onto me.—H. G. S. Too Big a Compass Flubs—I understand they move in a very sclect circle. Dubs—Yet it is reported they have hard work to make ends meet. Genealogical His better half—Dearie, what do you call those who come after you? He—Duns, drat ‘em! Mant Fance is > THE TREE'S INCLINED Retribution A CERTAIN man broke through the ice. As the freezing waters clutched him he screeched most eerily for help. Another man came running up, and then, detecting the identity of the gentleman in the drink, turned and sauntered away, whistling. “He was one of those cold bath cranks,” he explained next day to the reporters. Some Job He hopes that they will soon be mates For life. How can you doubt it? Just watch him putting on her skates And take his time about it. What He Liked About Her She—What do you like about me? He—The other arm, till I rest this one. Home Ties HERE was a man in our town, And he was wondrous wise, He always wore, when he left home, One of his wife's gift ties, But when he reached his office— With all his might and main, He changed into another one, Till he went home again. —Margaret G. Hays. Satisfied “Why don’t you get married?” “Because I live next door to a restau- rant and I’m continually fighting with my boss.” Annexation He—What my son needs is to get some will power, somehow. Neighbor—Oh, he’ll marry. comicbooks.com