Judge, 1917-03-10 · page 11 of 28
Judge — March 10, 1917 — page 11: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page contains multiple satirical pieces reflecting early 20th-century attitudes: **Top cartoon:** Two Turkish women discuss young women wearing veils, sarcastically suggesting that transparent veils are "indecent" and the women will soon discard their trousers. This mocks both Western anxieties about Turkish/Muslim women's clothing and orientalist stereotypes. **"A Shudder":** A man opposes universal military training, joking that it would require too many war correspondents. This satirizes contemporary debates over military preparedness and the proliferation of press coverage. **"To Him Who Waits":** A friend grins knowingly about the speaker's poor riding abilities from years past—simple humor about forgotten embarrassments. **"The Wind of the Orient":** A romantic poem referencing Persian poets (Hafiz, Firdausi, Omar), reflecting period fascination with orientalist literature. **Bottom jokes:** Simple puns and domestic humor unrelated to politics or social commentary. The page reflects 1910s-era attitudes toward foreign cultures, military policy, and gender roles.
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First Turkish matron Second Turkish matron —Yes. A Shudder AM opposed to universal military training.” “SoamI. Think what it would mean to have a con- tinuously mob- ilized army,with a proportionate percentage — of the men war correspondents —on the same scale the state militia en? campments — in “J To Him Who Waits bas \ | re you standing there, grin- ning like a chessy cat, for?” we demand, forgetting our grammar in our intentness upon clutch, accelerator, brake and steering wheel “Oh, nothing,” snickers our alleged friend. “I just thinking of how you told me I looked when you saw me taking my first riding lessons five years ago.” It_is positively indecent how transparent these young women are wearing veils! The first thing you know they'll be discarding their trousers! THE WIND OF THE ORIENT By CLINTON SCOLLARD WIND came over the desert Under the spangle of stars; \ wind came over the desert Out of the gardens of Pharz;— Out of the palms and the roses That girdle Ispahan, Over the wastes of the desert Span upon amber span. It had love for its singing burden Woven in shreds of rhyme, Hafiz, Firdausi and Omar, And all of the attars of Time. And tuned to the throb of its music I felt my pulses start; Over the wastes of the desert ‘The wind had crept into my heart! An Impracticable Theory Bachelder—Do you make a chum and confidant of your son? Bentink—Not since he met my re- proof with an offer to quit playing keeps if I would give up poker. Oh! Did she say he was a good spender? Well, she said he always paid her attention, IN THE HIMALAYAS Miss Boreem—But how do you manage to keep warm in those high altitudes ? The Climber—Nothing simpler, madam. We use the mountain ranges.