Judge, 1918-01-26 · page 6 of 28
Judge — January 26, 1918 — page 6: what you’re looking at
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This page contains three distinct pieces of social satire: **"The Wagnerian Lock-Out"** (top right): A humorous story about unemployed opera performers gathering outside the Metropolitan Opera House. The title puns on "Curse the Kaiser!" and Wagner's operas. Characters include struggling musicians like Tristan and Lohengrin (Wagner opera names), depicting Depression-era unemployment among entertainers. **"The Lady in Vandalia"** (left): A brief anecdote about a woman raising three sons to be safe drivers, presented as a humorous safety-awareness piece. **"In Boston"** (bottom): A street scene illustration about carelessness, with the caption suggesting urban poverty and children begging—a social commentary on economic hardship and street life. The page reflects early 20th-century concerns about unemployment, poverty, and public safety through humor and satirical illustration.
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THE WAGNERIAN LOCK-OUT muttered Hans Sachs as he stood on ment opposite the Metropolitan Opera House looking up at the window of his old dressing-room. The Famous Bunch stood around him. And a seedy- looking bunch it There was T stan with a frost-bitten nose. He was. Lohengrin had his hands rammed deep in his pockets while he masticated the end of a toothpick. Siegfried was propped up against an electric pole and peered in a melancholy fashion into the subway excavation, dreaming dre no doubt, of the Lady Brunnhilde, who was doing a cabaret at an “afternoon tea” in the “ Roaring Forties.” Albrich was ed on a soapbox deep in whispered conversation with Wotan, who wore an old derby out of a Seventh Avenue second-hand store. “Nobody ever thought we'd get down to this, eh!’ sighed Tannhiiuse he hurled a pebble at the opera house “Curse the kaiser!’ was the low-murmured chorus of “Have you and Jack been engaged long enough to get sarried?” “Too long. He hasn't a cent left!” THE LADY IN VANDALIA 1E lady in Vandalia, Ill., who, being interviewed, said in part that she had not raised her three sons to be subject a Mrs. will T' to the dangers upon maturity of war, proves to be Gillette. Those wishing to refer to her as a safety forms on the right. please apply at the Advertising Department, where the line the Bunch in reply. Just then Parsifal. rosy-cheeked, fat and sleek, rounded the corner of Seventh Avenue. “Cheer up, boys!” he intoned as he hailed the Bunch. “Things are not so bad. I've got a contract for the whole ‘bunch of you in my pocket. We are to do ‘Pinafore’ in the Bronx. It'll tide us over till the Allies get to the Rhine.” Groans and sobs from the Bunch as they marched with Parsifal into the corner saloon for cin laager. jamin de Casseres. | \ IN BOSTON | The culprit—It's me own fault for bein’ careless. As one o' them old guys says, “Eternal keepin’ yer eye peeled is the price o' not gettin’ pinched.” \