Judge, 1917-05-19 · page 14 of 32
Judge — May 19, 1917 — page 14: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page contains two unrelated pieces from *Judge* magazine: **Upper section:** A prose story about a woman (Constance) negotiating to sell her automobile to a man (Merryman) during what appears to be post-WWI economic hardship. She manipulates his sympathies by crying and claiming financial desperation, implying she's actually attracted to *him* rather than concerned about the car's sale. It's a romantic comedy playing on social conventions and emotional manipulation. **"Pretty Kitty" poem:** Light satirical verse mocking a fashionable young woman who is physically attractive but athletically incompetent at golf—yet doesn't care because her beauty excuses poor performance. The satire targets both 1920s flapper culture and the idea that attractive women face no social consequences for incompetence. **Bottom cartoon:** "The Cabaret Craze Strikes the Jungle" depicts jungle animals performing in a cabaret setting—likely satirizing the Jazz Age's "primitivism" fad, where Western entertainment exoticized African and non-Western cultures as entertainment.
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“And one day I met him alone, and he asked me the price of it.” “Indeed! And what did you tell him?” “T told him I didn’t know, though I did.” “Stop here, James. We shall wait for him to come up.” Merryman cantered up and stopped. “Anything the matter? Can I render any assistance?” he asked. “T really would like to talk with you a moment, si Constance. ‘Would you mind coming back with us “Not atall! In fact, I should be delighted. But we haven't been very neighborly, you know. Why not keep right on to my place?” Constance thought a moment. We haven't been very neighborly!” So Merryman turned about and cantered alongside to his “Why, yes. Why not? ‘ou can wait a few minutes, James, I shall not be long,” said Constance. Merryman had dismounted and handed his horse over to a groom who had seen the return, helped her out with courtly grace and walked with her up a broad avenue. They were admitted by a butler who had the benign f; a bishop meditating on the beatitudes. In a cozy room gi on the drawing-room Con e had hardly when a man servant glided in and with the exactitude of an automaton set before them cakes and tea that must have been produced by magic. Constance told Merryman of things which were perfectly plain to him. She had wanted so much, she said, to keep her r, but James was about to attach it for wages, and now she would like to dispose of it to some gentleman who knew its real value. And then she cried gently. Merryman was both susceptible and sympathetic. He was a widower. “James tells me he has noticed that you have always looked at the car as though you wanted it,” said Constance with haif a sob. “My dear young woma hand, “IT have had an id Really you should keep it.” “But I, also, have noted that you regarded the car with a longing expression. Since the war, you know, such a car is difficult to get She sobbed again. ‘Didn't you really desire ” Merryman patted her hand. always admiring as we passed.” .” replied Merryman, taking her all along that you loved that car. “It was, not the car I was PRETTY KITTY By CAROLYN WELLS W'! N pretty city Kitty went a-walking down the street, Oh, my, but she was beautiful to see! So laughing was her countenance, so twinkling were her feet, And her skirt was just as short as it could be. When pretty city Kitty went a-golfing on the green, She placed her ball with grace upon the tee; But her driving w terror and her putting Oh, her golf was just as bad as it could be. When pretty city Kitty dug the turf and hit the air, The merry lookers-on laughed out in glee; But Kitty was so pretty that she didn’t have to care, And she was just as happy as could be. THE CABARET CRAZE STRIKES THE JUNGLE comicbooks.com