Judge, 1918-02-02 · page 14 of 36
Judge — February 2, 1918 — page 14: what you’re looking at
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This page contains two distinct pieces: **Left Side - Dialogue & Cartoon:** A domestic dispute scene captioned "Wor's All This Talk About Peace?" Two figures reconcile after a separation, with the husband confessing he received a letter from "Albert" (likely another man) and they've "become reconciled." The satirical point appears to target post-WWI peace negotiations through marital metaphor—suggesting that even personal reconciliations involve complex jealousies and compromises, mirroring international peace-making's difficulties. **Right Side - Two Articles:** 1. **"A Suggestion to Those About Naming Children"** by Kenneth L. Roberts critiques naming children after famous people. Examples: a landscape painter named Charles Chaplin lost prominence after the film star Chaplin became famous; a movie actor named Walt Whitman will overshadow the historical poet. The satire warns against unintentionally sabotaging children's identities through shared names with future celebrities. 2. **"A Career"** by Ruth Wright Kauffman is a poem about a child resisting parental career guidance, dreaming instead of becoming an ashman (garbage collector) with adventure and freedom.
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it hurts, is nothing compared with my disappointment. I am willing still to wait for you here if you care to keep your promise.” “Oh, no! Positively, I cannot!” “Perhaps you remember that yesterday yesterday—you assured me that you loved me. “T thought I did.” “You are proving you did not.” “Has it occurred to you that you have asked too much well as before “Well, it has occurred to me. And you are justifying the idea.” What do you mean?” “Your tone and manner while we have beer talking. before you have been polite, gracious, solicitous, and all that. I'm very glad it has happened se.” Disappointed in me, ch? Well, common courtesy might have led you to wire me last night that vou had changed your mind.” “T was too disturbed even to wire you must make another confession.” “About what, pray?” “I ha long letter from Always too pleased, if I Albert: yesterday after [ left four husband!” es. We have become reconciled.” “Wor's Ate Tits Tark Asour Peace?” A Suggestion To Those About To Name Children By Kexxetu L. Roperts intings of an eminent landscape-painter named Charles Chaplin. Owing to the fact that another Charles Chaplin has attained great and deserved eminence in another field of art, the name of the distinguished landscape-painter has lost an indefinable something that it will never recover. This is rather hard on the landscape-painter; but there’s nothing that can be done about it. It’s just a piece of tough luck. Another movii picture actor, named Walt Whitman, is getting his name on the colored posters. Mr. Whitman will probably never be as widely known as Mr. Chaplin; for he takes the part of venerable and peevish gentlemen. None the less, it is highly probable that he will make it practically impossible for the members of certain circles to realize that the only Walt Whitman who gets his name in the encyclopedias is the poet who died some years ago. The moral is simple: parents, in naming children who are expected to become famous, should give them names which mov will never be able I the Metropolitan Museum of Fine Arts are some of the D use, Egg View Note Morg Quidd, our blacksmith, who is the local representative of a high-grade Pollywog laundry, has announced ancther raise in prices, and Muley non will wear a bigger collar and_ shirt in order to keep even. Leslie Van Every. A Career By Rern Wricirr Kavresas "VE thought andthought and thought To choose where I belong; And nobody had ought To give advice ‘at’s wrong. My Uncle Joe explains Why lawyers lead the list; The Rev’rind Mr. Baynes Suggests “ philanthropist They call it all just joke This plannin’ what to be; But one thing’s sure: my folks Shall not decide for me. . . ’Cause I know somethin’ brave, *At’s got adventure in, Where I misbehave: I wish I could begin! It’s better than police Or dentists—they're so mean; And people won’t mind grease Or keepin’ collars clean. Who knows but I'll find pearls Inside some old cracked cup? I'm goin’ to be the ASHMAN When I Grow