Judge, 1917-11-24 · page 10 of 28
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This page contains **two separate humorous stories**, not political cartoons: **Main narrative (top):** A dramatic tale of infidelity interrupted by wartime. Maubry and Mrs. Dillings flee post-WWI France after an affair, but encounter a sentry at their villa destination—who turns out to be Mr. Dillings himself, the betrayed husband. The irony: they've run directly into him. **"His Foresight" (middle):** A rural humor piece about Gap Johnson of Arkansas, who fights a drummer (traveling salesman) but apologizes *before* the fight to "do the square thing"—giving himself time to beat the man before leaving for home. The joke is his backwards frontier logic. **"What Convinced Him" (bottom):** A courtroom joke where a plaintiff insists defendants were addressing *him* during a fight because they accompanied their insults with actual physical blows ("biffs on my jaw"). **The small cartoon (right):** Unrelated domestic scene with unclear caption. These are **light comedic pieces**, not satire of contemporary politics. The magazine mixed serialized stories with short jokes and illustrations.
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Retiring to a less-known hotel, Maubry and Mrs. Dillings kept more or less secluded until Maubry had negotiated a lease on a villa in Southern France, near the city with which he was familiar. Then they sailed. By devious voyaging, for all routes were now dangerous, they reached Marseilles, whence they took their way by private conveyances to the ultimate point of their journey. They met new difficulties here and there. Am soldiers were quartered or in transit in many places the travelers feared recognition. Arriving at last at journey’s end, they found tokens there also of military occupation. As they walked up the avenue leading to the villa they encountered a sentry. * Crying “Who goes there?” he regarded them closely as Maubry threw up his hands. Then he advanced upon them with quickening pace and with bayonet fixed. The sentry was Dillings. HIS FORESIGHT “TELL you how it was, if you want to know,” frankly replied Mr. Gap Johnson, of Rumpus Ridge, Ark. to the inquiry of the able editor of the Polkville Weekly Clarion. “I met up with this yur drummer in the Right Place store. We argied politics and one thing and another for a spell, and then I apologized to him, and we fit. Nuth'n’ specially peculiar about it. We just went over and under, round and round, and then——”’ “But why did you apologize to him before the fight?” “Aw, I always like to do the square thing by a feller I've licked. Only about an hour was left before I had to start for home, and I didn’t know just how long it was going to take me to lick him. So, nacher’ly, I apologized first and had that part of it out of the way, and could put my mind to the fighting.” —Tom P. Morgan. What Convinced Him Defendants’ lawyer—You say my clients called you names! How did you know for sure that they were talking to you and not to somebody else? . Plaintifi—Well, maybe I was mistaken, but when they long enough. Silas? Dinner is accompanied their conversation with biffs on my jaw and swat my ribs I naturally couldn’t be blamed for thinking they were addressing their remarks to me. gettin’ cold.” . . . “Lwon't be a minute, Liza. I'm jest waitin’ to see it flap its wings. “T suppose you have quarters at some hotel, old man, but you should have notified me of your coming. How I wish you could put up with us for a time!” “Impossible! I have engaged rooms.” “But surely you will extend our chance to visit by coming to dinner with r “That's a go! Dillings ‘phoned uptown, and Mrs. Dillings was a picture when they arrived. The friends went over college days with and Maubry related experiences in F and South It was a happy They had dinner together almost every night thereafter, Maubry entertaining hand- and theaters and motor trips to various points nds were diversions. Dillings was called « pr a week. When he returned he found Mrs. Dillings and Maubry missing. The elopement broke his spirit. He neglected his profes- sional work, and after a time dropped out of sight. Under an assumed name the elopers sailed for South America. Arriving at Buenos Aires they registered at the Hotel Ede Here embarrassment followed recognition of Maubry by an acquaintance. “Check your coat, sir?” comicbookgeei