Judge, 1917-04-21 · page 6 of 32
Judge — April 21, 1917 — page 6: what you’re looking at
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The top cartoon depicts anthropomorphic animals (appearing to be hedgehogs or porcupines) at an inn, where the landlord cannot accommodate guests unless they're willing to sleep in a bed together—a joke about overcrowding and wartime/postwar housing shortages. Below that, "The Womenfolks" is a poem by Jane Burr about a mother's domestic frustrations—cleaning, laundry, and the endless chaos of household management. It's a sympathetic portrayal of women's unpaid labor. "Evidently Episcopalian" presents an anecdote about rural religious practices, likely mocking either backwoods Christianity or city assumptions about it. "The Paternal Error" depicts a father sternly rejecting his son's military service choice, then regretting his harsh response when the son actually enlists. "A Bungalowe" is a brief comic exchange about suburban architecture terminology.
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The Porcupine The Womenfolks | By JANE BURR HEN Mother’s been downtown to shop, she says she’s just about to drop; So I say “ Mother, go to bed,” And shes I'mnearly dead— But I have got to wash my head!” And so she goes to washing it < And that’s not bad if she would quit, But then she mops the bath-room floor And shines the knobs on every door And gets a fever,to explore, And empties down a closet shelf And doesn’t know now what for, herself; And then she goes to bed quite ill And has a cry and then a chill, ‘And takes some bromide and a pill. 1 ask my Father to explain But he just looks like he’s in And says he really cannot s She's womenfolk: d somehow they Do things like that—it’s just their way. i re . ‘ | The Armatiis } | bave no objection. The Land'ord--I'm very sorry, gentlemen, but we are so crowded that I'm afraid I can’t accommodate you unless you are prepared to sleep three in a bed. Evidently Episcopalian rect your mistake, you would ow EN I was over to Tranquility, spell ago, visiting my wife’s folks, they took me to church on Sunc related Mr. Gap Johnson, of Rumpus Ridge, Ark. “I dunno what —denomina- tion it was, but, anyhow, the preacher wore — his shirt outside of his pants.”” The Paternal Error HE young man of age and joined the colocs pre- paratory to going to the border. After hehad been in camp about a month he got a day off to visit his home. My son,” the father greeted him. sternly, “I didn’t raise you to be a soldier.” The son gulped a great gulp. “IT know you didn’t. Dad,” he replied, “and if you could onl the way those officers have been man-handling me to cor- - slightest filial regard.” A BUNGLEOWE Mr. Hokus—Why do you call that suburban plan of yours a bungalow > Mr. Pokus—Well the architect made a bungle design- ing it and the builder made a bungle of building it, and I still owe them both for the job. a yourself thoroughly, if you had the W. J. Lampton. comicbooks,com