Judge, 1918-03-23 · page 9 of 32
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**Top Cartoon ("Both: Lucky Dog!")** by Russell Westover shows a well-dressed couple with their dog admiring an automobile. The accompanying text describes newlyweds who've murdered an old witch and stolen her jewels—a darkly humorous fairy-tale ending about securing wealth for comfortable married life. The cartoon illustrates this newfound prosperity through the fashionable car, the symbol of modern wealth and leisure. **"An Ominous Outlook"** satirizes rural American medical practice. A poor Arkansas man named Padgett Plunk faces surgery with multiple doctors arriving to help—the joke being that doctors are parasitic and will exploit any situation, ganging up on vulnerable patients. **"A Trade Term"** mocks department-store culture and coded language about women's bodies. A heavy-set customer is humiliated when a sales clerk uses the euphemism "jumbo" over a speaking tube—exposing how retail workers privately mock customers. **"Satisfied"** presents an ironic poem about a couple's failed attempt at rural simplicity; after one year of chicken farming, they've retreated to city apartment life.
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Draven by Russet. Westover Boru: Lucky Dog! realized that all anxiety was at an end, and that they could have eggs three times a day if they so desired. So they lived happily forever after, secure in the knowl- D edge that if they ever needed money again, they would only have to murder an old witch and steal her jewels. An Ominous Outlook By Tos P. Morcan ““T DON’T reckon there is any show for poor Padgett Plunk,” sorrowfully said Mr. Gap Johnson, of Rumpus Ridge, Ark. “He has been punying around for quite a spell, and now he’s down flat. The doctor came out to his house a while ago to operate on him, and brung another doctor along to hold his coat. And a third doctor that was passing by found out what was coming off and jined in to help if they wasn’t able for him. That’s the way with them durn’ Drawn by doctors; they never fight Gersan Scout (who has lost his way)—Ach, Gott! fair!” Back safe at last. aay Rust Wearean> A Trade Term RS. BROWN weighs over two hundred and fifty. Not long ago she went into a store to purchase awaist. After telling the sales girl what she wanted, she saw her walk over to a speaking tube. To Mrs. Brown’s chagrin, this is what she heard: “Say, Maizie, send down one jumbo!” Satisfied By Franx Epwaxps STTE and I decided we uld lead the simple life, With joy renounce society, Give up the useless strife. A chicken farm would be the thing, With small fruit on the side! Bright flowers to bloom, and birds to sing — And there in peace abide. We bought a place, the diewas cast,— But paste this in your hat!— Since that glad day a year has passed, And we're back in a flat.