Judge, 1918-06-15 · page 20 of 36
Judge — June 15, 1918 — page 20: what you’re looking at
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This satirical page from Judge mixes fashion commentary with domestic humor, likely from the World War I era (references to "world democracy" and rationing suggest early 1910s-20s). **"The Plight of Fashion"** mocks women carrying empty pocketbooks—a commentary on either poverty or frivolous spending habits among fashionable women. **"Young Brides"** section contains domestic jokes about newlyweds. One husband admits he'd lie to make his wife happy, undermining his credibility. Another bride cries because her match "went out"—a pun on both marriage and literal matchsticks. A third complains her cooking is so bad it could save her husband money on car repairs. **"Whimsies"** offers brief satirical observations: farmers agreeing during wartime, a boy demanding a "meat-card" (rationing reference), a stingy rich man, and beekeeping as investment. **"Feminine Economy"** depicts a female driver wasting gasoline by using it to clean gloves—absurd wartime waste. The overall tone critiques women's irresponsibility with money and household tasks, reflecting early 20th-century gender attitudes.
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The Plight of Fashion “Mhauries de donar algin bitlletet, perqué no duc absolutament res en el porta-monedes.” “Vols res més chic, dona! Diu que's por- cera, els porta-monedes “Give me some mon dear. I haven't a thing in my pocketboo! “Really? Then you're right in style This summer all the well-dressed people ying empty pocketbooks.” (Barcelona) YOUNG BRIDES Just to Please Her—" Do you think, darling,” she asked when they had re- turned from their wedding trip, “it is possible for anybody really to love more than once?” >, sweetheart,” he replied. You are not saying that just to make me happy, are you?” “Of course not.” “But you would say it to make me happy, even if you didn’t believe it, wouldn't you, dearest?” “Certainly. I'd do anything or say anything to make you happy. “There, now I shall never be able to believe anything you tell me. Oh why—why did I ever marry a liar? —Dayton News. Left Her in Dark as to Where— “J dropped in on the young bride last night and found her in tears.” “Oh, dear! And I thought she had such a good match.” “The trouble was —Boston Transcript. he match went out.” Too Dark—These apartments are too dark for what we want.” “What do you want?” “We want to do light housekeeping.” — ‘San Francisco Chronicle. The Honeymoon Waning— ‘Their honeymoon is over.” “Dear me! Are you quite sure about that?” haven't the slightest doubt of it. She’s beginning to remind him that she was making $25 a week when he married her.” —Birmingham Age-Herald. He Liked Them—Cooking school teacher—Did your husband like the doughnuts you made him? Mrs. Youngbride—Y he remarked that if I could only make them large enough he could save on his automobile tire bills. —Boston Transcript. WHIMSIES In Patriotic Agreement—" You and Zeb Spicer don’t argue as much as you used to.” “No,” replied Farmer Corntossel. “This fight for world democracy has put Zeb in line to be perfectly correct in his political opinion for the first time in his life.” —Washington Siar. Timely—Some of the senior boys from a Vauxhall school’s literary class were taken to the old Vic to see “The Mer- chant of Venice.” When Shylock, in the court scene, was urgently demanding his pound of fl bright cockney boy, in eager tones, out to the judg ¢ u! Ask him for his meat-card!” One Excuse—" Billings isn’t very gen- crous, with all his money, is he?’ ; he holds that wealth is a burden, and that it is not fair to put one’s burdens on other people's shoulders.""—Baltimore American. Joyous Paradox—"‘ You are going to take the advice of the department of agriculture and keep bees?” “Yes. A beehive is a great investment. It ‘proves profitable even if you get stung.” —IVashington Star. Feminine Economy The Girl Dricer—Can | have some more asoline, please, Sergeant? The Flight Sergt.—Wot ‘ave you done with the last lot wot I gave yer? The Girl Dricer—Oh! Lused that to clean my gloves.—London Opinion. comicbooks.com wien