Judge, 1917-10-27 · page 13 of 28
Judge — October 27, 1917 — page 13: what you’re looking at
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This page from Judge combines a cartoon vignette with Douglas Malloch's satirical column on WWI-era American life. The cartoon depicts two working-class women in a kitchen; one offers concert tickets to the other, who declines because "that's me night off"—a relatable domestic humor moment. Malloch's column consists of brief, biting observations about American society during WWI. He satirizes Germany's duplicitous peace rhetoric, criticizes young men expected to fight ("buttons of a vest: you belong at the front"), jokes about women's fashion and the ukulele becoming "the national instrument...of torture," and mocks telephone operators who listen in on calls. The humor turns patriotic at the end, promoting the YMCA's "Trench Christmas fund" for soldiers abroad—shifting from cynical social commentary to wartime fundraising appeal. The overall tone reflects American anxieties and gallows humor about the distant war.
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LEB care to go.” The Notion Counter By DOUGLAS MALLOCH F they ever start to find the most popular man in the world by a process of elimination, it is easy to know whom they will ask to step out of the line first, and why they will speak in German. Germany on the subject of peace is like a girl on the subject of marriage; both insist that they can get along very nicely without it, but both like to keep talking about it. If some of our baseball pitchers are set to throwing grenades over there and should have a wild day there won't be a safe place in Europe. Some people believe we are governed by the laws of legislatures when, as a matter of fact, it is the decisions of courts, Speaking of the dogs of war, presumably the sailor is the sea-dog of war and the submarine sailor the under-dog. 1 never help my wife put up fruit, because that is one time a woman can’t put up with her husband. he little dove of peace fluttered gently out, but soon all that was left was a little piece of dove. If you are a young man and independent you are like the buttons of a vest: you belong at the front. toh whe I am too old to fight for my country, unless I happen to meet some fellow who isn’t who won't. “Bridget, I'm going to sing at the Red Cross Concert tomorrow night. “I can’t go tomorra, ma’am. That's me night off.” = FOTX a \ a Here are some tickets if you The easiest way to explain why something is high is to ex- plain that something else is high. One way we might practice economy would be to give one cheer hereafter, instead of three. And there is a famous sorority that might get along during the war with only one Delta. When a Russian officer shouts s. sir. Forward or backward The ukulele seems likely to become the national instru- ment of America, of torture. Women may be persuaded to wear their skirts longer, but their hat Telephonically speaking, many are called but few get a rch!” the private answers not connection. The history of the world is rapidly becoming a scrapbook. First Aid Say. Clarice, what do you do when they Green telephone girl— accuse you of listening in Old hand—Reverse the charges. When you are comfortable in the shade of your holly-trec, will you have the happy thought that you have done something to take a little of the far-away Christmas cheer to the boys in the trenches? Each fifty cents you send will mean a dollar's worth of good things for some lonely American boy “over there.” Juvor’s Trench Christmas fund is the medium.