Judge, 1917-01-20 · page 14 of 28
Judge — January 20, 1917 — page 14: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
The main cartoon, captioned "How That New Gown Looks to Him," depicts a husband slouched disinterestedly in a chair while his wife displays her new dress. The satire targets the disconnect between spouses' priorities: she's excited about fashion; he's indifferent or bored. This reflects early-20th-century gender expectations and marital dynamics. The page's narrative sections mock various social types and behaviors through brief, cynical observations. "The Notion Counter" column offers aphorisms about human nature—complaining that newspapers have "too many big heads on the front page" (likely referring to sensationalism), mocking men who flatter instead of pay debts, and critiquing pretentious city dwellers. "The Forehanded Man" satirizes a rural father's preventative discipline: he whips his son *before* misbehaving, assuming the boy will cause trouble. This mocks both rural parenting and backwards logic. These pieces exemplify Judge's satirical approach: exposing hypocrisy, gender tensions, class pretensions, and absurd human behavior through humor.
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naively denied him that pleasure. She should leave in a day or two, she said, and would call him for a temporary adicu. His mind was made up. He would seck a divorce in the state whose law was most quickly accommodating. Then he would visit her in California and propose marriage. She had not told him her place of sojourn on the coast, and this he would learn before she left New York. The next morning he visited her hotel. She had gone, but had left for him a letter which increased the flame of his infatuation and strengthened his purpose. When he returned home Mrs. Gillroye upbraided him for not advising her of his coming and tearfully complained that among other neglects he never wished to be seen with her in public. He jollied her out of this notion by promising to spend the next afternoon shopping with her. They both emerged from a limousine on the Avenue the next day, and Gillroye dutifully led her dog about between her visits to various shops. She finally entered a milliner’s, and he tarried for her. Mrs. Gillroye, proud of Gillroye, at once informed the chief saleswoman that her husband was waiting outside, making this an excuse for prompt attention. The saleswoman, curious as to what sort of a husband this sort of woman could have, was at the show window as Gillroye stood outside. They caught each other’s eyes simultaneously. She was the companion of his voyage. So Some Would Get Left The porter—Dere am tickets sold foh twenty-eight berths an’ dere am only twenty berths in de car. What'll we do? Conductor—Just tell the engineer. to pull out three min- utes ahead of time. HOW THAT NEW GOWN LOOKS TO HIM THE NOTION COUNTER HE AUTHOR thinks that the greatest compliment he can pay you is to say, “That’s a good line—I'll use it.” A man of faith is a man who orders a baked potato before the new potatoes are in. When I meet a willing promiser I get ready to do it myself. There are a good many pretty fine peo- ple in the world, and a few that are coarse. One thing that all people are modest C= about is their snoring. a’, A Some people who think they are living simply are simply living. A man begins to understand what life is about the time that he begins to say, “Twenty years ago.” When a man begins tricks of oratory he neglects to assure the audience that he has nothing up his sleeve. The trouble with some newspapers is that there are too many big heads on the front page and too many small ones in the editorial department. It will do no good to keep your house opea if you keep your heart shut. Some men try to get through life by paying compliments instead of debts. Love is like a steam-heated flat—seldom the right tempera- ture to please both parties. If it were only as easy for the tenant to raise the rent as it is for the landlord! It is a great joke that you can See instantaneously; but the really great joke is the one you must read twice. Some people go at their work like a humming-bird; and, if there were a rest-cure for humming- birds, it would be full. One of: the signs of the age is when a city man takes an interest in the crops. —Douglas Malloch. The Forehanded Man “What are you whipping Runt for?” asked Mrs. Johnson. ‘“ What has he been doing?” “Nothing, that I know of,” replied Mr. Gap Johnson, of Rumpus Ridge, Ar “But I’m going to town this evening, and he’s sure to cut up some devilment before I get back. So I’m just licking him now to have it over with.” A Witch KNOW a witch, but not from Salem town Whence, it is said, of old the witches came; She does not dress in drugget and in brown As, I have heard, did many an eldritch dame. I know a witch; there’s glamour in her eyes; A haunting melody greets you in her tone; Her hands, her hair, her lips oped laughter- wise, Each has a luring magic all its own. I know a witch; she'll bend you to her rule; There’s potent witchery in her very air;— Love, if you lean and look in yonder pool, You will behold her face clear mirrored there! —Clinton Scollard. comicbooks.com a —==- ——— ee