Judge, 1918-03-23 · page 1 of 32
Judge — March 23, 1918 — page 1: what you’re looking at
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This page contains a short story titled "Locked Out: The Way of a Woman With a Man" by A.L. Crabb, illustrated by Laurence Fellows. The narrative satirizes marital dynamics of the era. A husband pressures his wife to purchase an expensive Nile-green taffeta dress from Nord & Saylor's department store. After she buys it, he becomes unavailable, forcing her to leave it at the store for alteration. When she returns home, she discovers she's locked out—the husband has forgotten his key. The satire targets both spouses: the husband's impulsive materialism and subsequent irresponsibility, and the wife's frustration at being trapped outside. The cartoon above illustrates this domestic predicament, depicting the locked-out scenario. The humor reflects 1918 middle-class anxieties about consumerism and marital expectations.
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XUM Volume 74 J U DG E Number 1901 Founded 188 “THE HAPPY MEDIUM” $5.00 a Year New York, Marcu 23, 1918 Published Weekly willows Wuen We Reacuep tHE House tHe Gravity or THE Situation Dawnep on ME” Locked Out The Way of a Woman With a Man By A. L. Crass, Illustrated by La “ URRY UP,” my wife’s voice came over the phone, “I want you to come right on over to Nord & Saylor’s; I’ll meet you at the entrance. I’ve found the dearest gown youever saw. It’s a Nile-green taffeta, and itis made up from a real Paquin model, and it is such a beauty that it is likely to be taken at any minute, and do hurry!” “But, I am very busy this afternoon——’ “And the silver embroidery is a perfect darling— oh, I simply adore it.” “T'll just have to work,” I insisted. “And the surplice bodice! It is just what I’ve al- ways dreamed of.” “Tf you like it, dear, why, just go ahead and buy it. I’m very busy.” “And I know there are ever so many people who would buy it the minute they set eyes on it. Now, hurry!” And she hung up the receiver! RENCE FeLLows It seemed that her haste vanished when the gown had been handed over to her for our mutual inspection. There was no longer danger of intervention by other seekers after Nile-green gowns of Paquin lineage. Three hours later, we emerged from Nord & Say- lor’s. I was tired and worn; she, flushed and ats ant—the Nile-green gown would follow by special messenger. Then, she thought of something: “Oh, I don’t know what we will do,” she said, all a-tremble, “we are locked out at home.” “Locked out?” “Yes, I saw Nord & Saylor’s advertisement in the morning paper, and I left in such a hurry that I did not think of the key until after I had shut the door. Don’t you think that silver embroidery is exquisite? I wonder if that color will be good for the hot summer months.” “T don’t know,” I replied, “but pending the arrival of the hot summer months I prefer to spend at least a part of the time indoors.” > comicbooks.com