Judge, 1917-01-20 · page 9 of 28
Judge — January 20, 1917 — page 9: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page contains three separate satirical pieces typical of early 20th-century Judge magazine humor. **"Reciprocity"** (top): A domestic cartoon mocking the principle of reciprocal obligation. A man tells his wife he won't accept her hospitality while she's away, but she immediately counters that he must then reciprocate fully by caring for their child and her friend "Sam" during her absence—turning his gallant refusal into his own burden. **"Ballade of Laughing Eyes"** (left): A sentimental poem praising a woman's laughter over other beauties, written in classical poetic form. This parodies flowery romantic verse popular in the era. **"His Queer Notion"** (right): A humorous anecdote about a barber named Curly Prinks who posts rules forbidding profanity and "Ford stories" (likely crude jokes about Ford automobiles, then novel). A customer sarcastically questions whether a barber shop exists for anything *but* such talk. **"Overheard at an Aiken Polo Match"** (bottom): A brief joke about a woman attending polo matches to watch her fiancé—implying he needs supervision, likely suggesting infidelity concerns.
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RE Friend—Oh, no! BALLADE OF LAUGHIN' HERE are sonnets to Julia’s lips, | EYES | ‘There are rondeaus to Phyllis’ hair, | And to Daphne, who “daintily trips,” There are tributes enough and to spare; Concede to each beauty her share— Your song to the graces you prize— I will say there is naught to compare With the laughter in Sylvia's eyes. PROC I couldn't think of letting you people feed me all the time the wife's away! Woman of the house—Oh, | shall expect you to do as much for Sam and the baby while I'm away! IT Y HIS QUEER NOTION eCuRLY PRINKS has put up a sign in his barber shop, forbidding the use of profanity, the telling of Ford stories, and the sending of little boys all over town hunting for smoke shovels, meat augers, and such as that,” an- nounced Burt Blurt, of Petunia. “Well,—shucks!” returned old Riley Rezzidew. ‘What does that haughty tonsorialist think a barber shop is for, anyhow? To split hairs?” Leander—disdainer of ships— Cry not from your oa watery lair; Go, Benedick, bandy your quips; Sir Romeo, die in despair. Are Hero and Beatrice fair? Is Juliet worthy your sighs? Match all of their charms, if you dare, With the laughter in Sylvia's eyes. When Winter-rain hopelessly drips From the elm-branches blackened and bare, Or hoarse-throated Boreas whips ‘The scurrying flakes through the square, ‘Though legions of clouds hold the air I heed not the frown of the skies; For Summer and sunshine are there With the laughter in Sylvia’s eyes. L'ENVOL Ah, Prince, of your kindness forbear ’Gainst light-hearted mirth to advise; I can banish the lean-visaged care With the laughter in Sylvia’s eyes. —P. Gregory Hartswick. Jack—They say Belle follows the polo season just to watch OVERHEARD AT AN AIKEN POLO MATCH Anne—Well, he needs watching! her fiancé. comicbooks.com