Judge, 1918-07-06 · page 32 of 36
Judge — July 6, 1918 — page 32: what you’re looking at
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This is a miscellaneous humor page from *Judge* magazine featuring college-themed jokes and satirical items. The title section "With the College Wits" collects brief comedic exchanges mocking undergraduate life: pretentious French phrases, poor academic outcomes (sons learning from roommates rather than classes), and romantic fumbling. The "Sample of the College Yell After the War" lampoons how WWI had infiltrated even celebratory college chants—replacing traditional cheers with references to "Gas Bombs" and French phrases, reflecting the war's pervasive cultural impact on American institutions. Other jokes mock social pretension (a woman's makeup "scattered on his vest"), military ineptitude, and romantic miscalculations. The cartoons are generic comedy rather than political satire. The page also includes advertisements for art prints and novelty items like the "Liquid Pistol." The humor relies on dated wordplay and situational comedy targeting college students and young adults of the 1920s era.
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Ah, isn’t this cute! “The Curse of Drink" This picture proved one of Judge's most popular subjects and has been reprinted, in full colors, mounted on a heavy mat, II x 14, ready for the frame. It will be mailed post free for twenty-five cents, stamps Judge Art Print Department 225 Fifth Avenue New York City Makeup And whilst he whispered words of love And held her to his breast, He took her in his manly arms The maiden grew distressed For all her boasted loveliness Lay scattered on his vest.—Record. Poor Marksman Conscientious Objector—Shooting at those targets makes me realize how awful war will be. I'd die before I'd kill a man! Officer (who has watched him shoot)—You certainly would —Sun Dial. Determination A Real Sport Judge—Ten years for burglarizing a house. Have you anything to say for yourself? Gambling George—Sure; you shake the dice to see whether we make it twenty years or nothing.—Chaparral. Slippery Francis—What do you call that part of your skirt under the lace? Frances—Oh, that’s a slip Francis (blushing)—I beg Orange Peel. your pardon A Good Day's Work “Did your son get much out of college?” “His room-mate, two frater- nity brothers, and himself.”” —Jack-o'-Lantern Sample of the College Yell After the War Rah! Rah! Rah! Oo! la! la! Vermouth! Gas Bombs! Allez! Allons! Depeche! Vite! With the Gllege Wits Pia Irrepressible, Joyous, ° The boy—Why trespousible Had His Lesson The honorable—My boy, do you realize how great is the solemnity of an oath, before you commit yourself? -why yes, sir. 1 caddied for you last Sunday. —Widow. Smart Chap She (as she entered parlor) —You have not called on me for so long that I was begin- ning to think you were for- getting me. Suiter—I am for getting you —can T have you?—Widew The First Bella—1 wonder who was the first woman to get her “ gowns from Paris? Stella—Helen of Troy. no doubt! —Punch Bout. Fermez la porte! Salle & manager! Not Enough r Vin ordinaire “T think I can give assent Aw—Squads Right! to your engagement to my —Cha parral. daughter.” th —I was hoping for a w As Usual little-larger settlement, _ sir, ju Professor (in Junior class) what — what?" — Williams in —I go into the cigar store, Purple Cow in lay down twenty-five cents. as get my cigar— Explained th Voice (from the rear of “Why is it that Goldstein he the class)—And twenty cents is so quiet. when driving his change.—Jester. flivver?”” de He—Did you sce the Lafayette “Well, you see, he can’t go The Dear! case There cere iintledanc- take his hands off the wheel th Louis—Turn your face this ing there now.—Purple C to talk.” —Widow, ing way . or: Louise—You'll kiss me if 1 do Candid ey Louis—No, I won't Guest—May I sit on your right hand? thi Louise—Then what's the use?—Punch Bout. Hostess—No, 1 have to eat with that. You lea had better take a chair.—Orange Peel. | On Mabel = — —_—— | Mabel sighs and shakes her head ‘ Nicket-piate | in At my thoughts of wedding ties; Wizard Repeating (amg of : oO Weighing down my heart with lead, Mabel sighs Though fond pleadings I devise. All my hopes are long since sped, Gone my dreams of Paradise Some strong Cave Man she will wed At my downfall, I surmise, Since I am not, be it said, Mabel’s size.—Lampoon. Experienced “Oh, Jack, think of coming to ask papa’s consent in such old clothes.” “That's all right. I've had one suit ruined.” —Awgwan. LIQUID PISTOL Will stop the most vicious dog (or man) without permanent injury. Pertectiy sale to carry without danger of leak. ROMEIKE’S P**sureau'™° We will send you all newspaper clippings which may appear about you, your friends, or any subject on which you may want to bo “up-to- date.” Every newspaper and periodical of im- portance Inthe United States and Europe ts searched. Terms, $5.00 for 100 notices, HENRY ROMEIKE, 106-110 Seventh Ave., New York WANTED—AN IDEA! WHO CAN THINK OF SOME simple thing to patent? Protect your ideas, they may bring ow ” a You wealthy, “Write for “Needed Inventions and.“ Tow. to Get Your Patent and Your Money.” Randolph & Co., Patent Attorneys. Dept. 129, Washington, D. C. comicbooks.com