Judge, 1917-04-07 · page 18 of 28
Judge — April 7, 1917 — page 18: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page compiles short humorous vignettes from various European publications, arranged around a maritime header image. The jokes reflect early 20th-century social attitudes: **"The Popular Novelist Receives a Caller"** satirizes overwrought romantic fiction—a Parisian woman tearfully begs a writer to resurrect a beloved character ("the little viscount"), mocking the emotional excess of popular novels. **"Who He Was"** plays on class differences: a street urchin's friend introduces him to a clergyman as "John Willie," the neighborhood boxing champion—humor derived from the incongruity of rough working-class identity meeting religious authority. **"A La Mode"** jokes about deceptive femininity in high society—a woman denies her grandmother is "her sister," implying she presents herself as younger than reality. Other vignettes mock performers' pretensions and medical misunderstandings. The page reflects Judge's practice of republishing continental European humor, emphasizing social observation over political commentary.
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