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This page from *Judge* magazine contains several brief humorous pieces rather than a single political cartoon. The top illustration depicts "A Pacifist" — showing a well-dressed man appearing indifferent while a woman grieves and holds a child, satirizing pacifism during what appears to be a wartime context (likely WWI era, given *Judge*'s timeline). The remaining text pieces are unrelated jokes: "Movie-Madness" mocks cinema obsession; "The Hypocritical Mr. Johnson" jokes about gun ownership; "An Anomaly" puns on student behavior; "Forestry," "Pessimistic," and "A Wonder" are brief quips about romance and human nature. The "Bluebeard" reference alludes to the folk tale of a serial killer, used here as mild social commentary on marriage. These are lighthearted satirical vignettes typical of *Judge*'s format, mixing social observation with wordplay.

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et Movie-Madness YRTILLA’S movie-mad; She needs must go cach night; To me it’s very, very sad, This movie-appetite! She knows cach rising star; Scans them in doting wise, While I had rather be by far Star-gazing in her eyes. Myrtilla’s movie-mad; What can a fellow do? Whatever hue my brain once had I’m sure it now is blue! I’m growing thin, I fear; I'm like a walking woe, For always with the dusk I hear, “Oh, let’s take in the show!” I'd offer any bribe, I'd suffer any ill, If but some doctor would prescribe A movie-madness pill! The posters make me wince; My disposition’s bad; I'm on the road to madness since Myrtilla’s movie-mad! —Clinton Scollard. Bluebeard Bluebeard waved his hand toward the forbidden chamber. “Severed relations,” he explained. A PACIFIST The Hypocritical Mr. Johnson “HOPE, I reckon I won’t loan you my gun,” severely said Gap Johnson, of Rumpus Ridge, Ark. “The last time you borrowed it you tumbled over a stump before you got out of the yard, and shot my boy, Runt, in the leg. He is lame yet.” “Well, if you feel that-a-way about it I don’t want your durn gun!” replied the neighbor. “You've got thirteen more children, and Runt’s got another leg.” Forestry “What is your favorite tree?” asked the romantic girl. “Yew,” promptly replied the gallant young man. Pessimistic “There is honor among thieves,” quoted the Parlor Philosopher. “Nonsense!” retorted the Mere Man. “Thieves are just as bad as other people. A Wonder Beatrice—I hear he makes a won- derful husband. Bernice—Why, my dear, some- times she almost wishes she weren’t going to divorce him. An Anomaly When a student is trying least he is most trying to his teacher. No, this man has not been fished out of the river. He has just stepped from a telephone booth where he got the wrong number four times and a poor con- nection on the right one. comichooks.