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This page from Judge (circa 1918, based on copyright) contains several satirical pieces about wartime domestic life: **"Wall Nuts"** features a James Montgomery Flagg cartoon (available as a print) depicting a figure in heavy clothing—likely satirizing winter fashion or wartime rationing constraints. **"Spring à la Mode"** by Corinne Rockwell Swain mocks how women have adopted unconventional roles during WWI—working as nurses, farmers, Girl Scouts, and in other capacities traditionally held by men. The satire targets the novelty and disruption of these changes: "Where are the frills of yester-year?" **"His Sign of Spring"** humorously describes a hotel-dwelling couple's "window-ledge refrigerator"—using outdoor windowsills to keep food cool. The joke ridicules cramped urban apartment living and improvised solutions, with a running gag about wind carrying butter away. Other pieces include light domestic humor ("Those Flat Dwellers" about cooking smells in apartment buildings) and a mild joke about stage performers frequenting the Great White Way. The overall tone reflects Judge's satirical approach to wartime social upheaval and modern urban inconveniences.

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Wall Nuts By JAMES MONTGOMERY FLAGG This clever picture, in full colors, 11x14, mounted on a heavy’ mat, ‘ready for th frame, sent _ prepaid twenty-five cents. for JUDGE ART PRINT DEPARTMENT 225 FIFTH AVE. NEW YORK CITY Spring a La Mode By Corinne Rockweit Swain ROBES are caroling, chills disperse; Novel the modes that are met in town! Nancy is robed as a Red Cross nurse, Annabel cans, in a housewife’s gown, Dorothy’s chic, in her Girl Scout gear, Ruth as a flier has won renown Where are the frills of yester-year? Mother goes marketing every morn; Down to the Maybelle tramps; rralls, planting corn; Sue n the farmhouse cleans the lamps; Fathe is tin; Where are the fells aye Plenty of It “He says there are no words for such deep affection as he has for her.”” “Just the same his lovemaking is creating a lot of talk hereabouts.” of this paper is to preach the gospel of cheerfulness.” Copsright, 1918, by LealieSudge Company tered at the Post-office at New York as Joka A. Beeber . Literary Lawton Mac Dramatic Editor A.B. Rollave Geant E. Judge is printed by the Schweinler Press His Sign of Spring By Liste Bet HEY were talking about the first signs of spring, but the man who lives in a hotel really told the best story. “There’s just one infallible sign in our family,” he said. “It’s my wife’s win- dow-ledge refrigerator. You see, it’s beginning to migrate.” The group showed signs of interest. “T ought to explain that we have an electric grill, and we often achieve a bite of luncheon in our room. My wife keeps the indispensables on the window sill— one half-pound print of butter, one can of condensed milk, one bottle of salad dressing, you know the sort of stuff. “As long as the weather is cold, she can plant that assortment in one window and let it stay. When the days begin to get springy, however, she has to shift her base of supplies to dodge the sun. Eve: thing has to rotate to keep in the shadow. I've noticed that wifey is starting to mobolize, so spring is surely on its way. “By the way,” he added, “it takes an experienced woman to manage the win- dow-ledge refrigerator. We had a sad experience this winter. My wife had left some butter outside in a saucer, cov- ered over with acup. <A high wind came up during the night. (It must have been a high wind. We live on the fourteenth floor.) “That window-ledge was barer thar old Mother Hubbard’s cupboard by morning. I traced bits of cup and saucer clear to the elevated, where the scent was lost. And I'll wager there's drawn butter sauce on some of the tenth floor windows to this day.” Those Flat Dwellers Husband—The whole apartment smells of cooking. Didn't you have sense enough to open the window? Wife—That’s just it; I did open the window. And you are smelling a dozen other suppers. To Little Willie Don't pester Mamie Sorreltop About her red, red hair. She'll marry you when you're both grown, And then, you bet, you'll care! A Glaring Error Goody—I told the young man he should be as one who seeketh the light Buddy—Great Scott! You'll find him around the Great White Way too often as it is. Hotel Marseilles |] Broadway and 103 Street |] A MAGNIFICENT FIREPROOF HOTEL SUBWAY ENTRANCE AT DOOP. Room & Bath, $2.50 per day up CLIFFORD A. STORM, MGR. Booklet on request Mew York City |) If you want to become close friends of the heroes and hero- ines of the screen that you have seen in the theaters, you can meet them all in Film Fun. Incidentally you will get a generous share of good, hearty laughter along with a lot of striking pictures of the big plays soon to be released. The following, in the May issue (ow on sa/e), are unusually interesting and instructive: ILLUSTRATED FEATURES: Comments of a Free Lance The Magic of a Smile Hore, to Grow Thin—While You Wait The Celluloid Drama in Japan Advantages of Screen Over Stage Why I Want to Work for Uncte Som by Lixoa A. Gairerrn —Mancuerite CLark ty (Roscoe) ARBUCKLE SAsA0 Exste Percvsox Pragt Wate —Horace D. Asntox “Suirtey Mason Tue Eptroe Microscopic Movie Marvel: The Evolution of a Sta The Blue Bird for Happiness Also timely editorials, verse and ‘‘ funnygraphs.’’ Ten Cents a Copy at all the newsstands One Dollar a Year FILM FUN New York City 225 Fifth Avenue comicbooks,com ee sis rates hi ERENICAN U9