Judge, 1918-07-13 · page 34 of 36
Judge — July 13, 1918 — page 34: what you’re looking at
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This page from *Judge* magazine features **advertising and short fiction rather than political cartoons**. The main content includes: **"The Firebug"** — A serialized detective story by Arthur B. Reeve featuring Craig Kennedy, "The American Sherlock Holmes." The accompanying illustration shows Kennedy investigating a crime scene. This was popular pulp fiction of the era. **"Legs"** by Orson Lowell — A humorous essay satirizing the cultural obsession with women's legs. It traces how women's legs gradually became visible and fashionable—from Victorian times when "Ladies" hid them completely, through the gradual reveal of ankles, to the modern era (early 1920s) where shorter, clinging skirts made legs openly displayed. The satire mocks both the absurdity of Victorian prudishness and the contemporary fixation on female legwear. **The small illustration** labeled "Premature Gratitude" shows a nostalgic man recalling letting a child watch a baseball game—unrelated social commentary. The page is primarily **commercial**, featuring a Harper & Brothers coupon selling collected works of Arthur B. Reeve and Edgar Allan Poe.
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