Judge, 1918-06-22 · page 9 of 36
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This page from *Judge* magazine contains WWI-era satirical content: **"The Age of Miracles"** celebrates modern military technology—specifically an airplane coordinating with trawlers to locate and destroy a German U-boat ("Kaiser Wilhelm's iron shark"). The poem marvels at such feats as miraculous modern achievements, contrasting present-day capabilities with skepticism from fifteen years prior. **The upper cartoon** (drawn by Barraksdale Rogers) depicts a humorous exchange between French and British characters about Marshal's batons, mocking British affectation. **"The Spartan Maid"** satirizes American women's patriotic pretense during WWI. The poem presents a woman claiming noble sacrifice—sending lovers to war, serving Red Cross "in answer to Freedom's call"—while actually preoccupied with fashion, powder, and her new spring dress. The satire targets shallow patriotism and vanity masquerading as wartime commitment. **"The First Advocate of Peace Without Victory"** (drawn by Rooney Thomson) shows primitive cavemen, likely referencing pacifist sentiment—perhaps mocking peace advocates as backward or primitive.
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The Age of Miracles By Kexnetu L. Roperts If any man should be inclined to say That something can't be done, let him beware; For, ere another year has passed away, The thing may be a commonplace affair. Tie airplane wheeled and dipped and rose above the Channel's blue: It circled o'er a fish-shaped patch of slightly darker hue: The aviator pressed a key and flashed a message forth: “Send trawlers for a submarine, Square Eighty-seven North.” The airplane looped and circled; and four smudges in the cast Developed into trawlers booming gaily to the feast: P They gathered underneath the plane and spoke with key and spark About the prey bencath them—Kaiser Wilhelm’s iron shark. They lowered sweeping-wires, then; and when the wires caught Upon the sunken submarine, the trawlers hauled them taught. A bomb went down: the trawlers heard a muffled, distant roar: The water boiled: the oil rose: the U-boat was no more. Who would have thought, say fifteen years ago, That things like this could happen cvery day? And yet they do; so skeptics ought to know The age of miracles is here to stay. Draven by Banxspare Rocers Ethel—Every French soldier carries a Marshal's baton in his knapsack! Cholly—How foolish of them, really! I should use the blooming thing for a swagger stick, don’t you know. The Spartan Maid By Steuta V. Ketunaaax Att my lovers have gone to the war! I said to them: Go and win; With a sob in my soul, I bravely said— Over the Rhine, to Berlin! I will take a glance at the Morning News, As Tlace my beautiful French- heel shoes. I cannot go to the Front in France, But, I can do Red Cross at home; How terrible it will be for Arn— If the Boches ruin Rome! Today I'll wear my new old- rose. And I must be sure to powder my nose! O Larry, my love, | am praying for you, T love you best of them all; I think of you dear, as I serve over here, In answer to Freedom's call. L wish you could see from over the seas— Tue First Apvocate or Peace My new spring dress, halfway Witnout Victory to my knees! Drawn by Rooney THomson