Judge, 1918-02-23 · page 13 of 36
Judge — February 23, 1918 — page 13: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
**Left cartoon ("Father Does His Bit")**: A satirical tower of wartime shortages, drawn by Gardner O. Reo. The brick column is labeled with rationing items (rent, food, clothing) with a small figure perched atop, suggesting civilians are stacked upon deprivation during WWI. The "bit" fathers contribute appears to be enduring escalating costs of living. **Right cartoon ("A Ton of Coal Finally Arrives in Town")**: Shows a street scene celebrating the arrival of coal delivery during a fuel shortage. The street crowds suggest coal was scarce enough to warrant public celebration—reflecting WWI-era energy rationing. **Story ("The Ruling Passion")**: Set April 6, 1919 (after WWI's armistice), Kaiser Wilhelm II surrenders to General Pershing but requests one final photograph in uniform with medals before civilian life. The joke: even in defeat, vanity remains his defining trait—his "ruling passion." **Brief dialogue**: Mrs. Baker stopped patronizing the Globe & World Store due to delivery failures, satirizing unreliable wartime commerce.
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Dracon by Garoxer O. Reo Fatner Does His Bit Drawn by Saxrorn ‘Tousty A Tox or Coat Fixatty Arrives tx Town The Ruling Passion By Bexjamix De Cassexrs N the sixth day of April, 1919, Cologne fell to the Allied O armies, General Pershing in supreme command. A ‘German aeroplane was sighted coming from Berlin. It displayed a white flag. The armies of the Allies stretched to the west as far as the eye of an eagle can see. The famous Brazilian Division—its remnant, rather—was drawn up at headquarters, it having been the first to enter the fallen city. The aeroplane landed at headquarters, and out of it stepped the Kaiser. Approaching Pershing and the Allied generals, Wilhelm bowed and said: “Gentlemen, the Central Empires capitulate. I surrender on one condition, that you give me a close-up by your official cinematographer with my uniform and my medals and my moustachios. To-morrow I put on a sack coat, striped trousers and a derby hat. This is my last photograph.” And his gray lips smiled as he straightened up before the camera and his heels clicked their last click. One of the Delinquent Stores Mrs. Lobdell—I thought you bought your thread at the Globe & World Store? Mrs. Baker—No, not since it refused to deliver packages.