Judge, 1918-08-10 · page 12 of 32
Judge — August 10, 1918 — page 12: what you’re looking at
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# Analysis of Judge Magazine Page This page contains three distinct pieces of 1910s-era American social commentary: **"Plan Submitted for the Air Defense of Our Seaboard Towns"** (left): A satirical architectural diagram by Rea Irvin depicting a hospital converted into a weapons factory during World War I, with labeled sections for bomb-proof chambers, shell-manufacturing ovens, and gun operation. This reflects anxieties about coastal defense and industrial mobilization. **"The Policeman"** (right, poem): Gordon Caruth's verse humorously explores a child's observation that a park policeman behaves differently depending on whether the child's mother or nurse accompanies them—he's playful with the nurse present but avoids the child when the mother appears. The joke satirizes adult hypocrisy and selective behavior. **"The Female Reserve Corps"** (bottom): A prose piece by E.R.E. describing how an office building's male elevator operators are replaced by an Irish woman. The story suggests economic displacement of working-class men, likely reflecting post-WWI labor shifts when women entered traditionally male jobs. All three pieces use satire to comment on social change, wartime concerns, and gender/class dynamics of the era.
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said. Draven by Rea Iavix Pian Supsitrep ror THe Air Derense or Our Seasoarp Towns A—Dec B—Bomb- of C—Ovens where be D—Chute where m E—Gun operated by | is turned into shells erator (F) letter that made me change my mind, but even then—and you say that it is only five minutes since that last berth was taken? I do think that—where is the baggage room? If I had only been five minutes earlier I could have— In which direction did you say that baggage room was?” The Female Reserve Corps ° By ERE. CERTAIN ancient office building in New York has one vacillating A elevator that has been patrolled alternately by two young men from the serried tenements of the East Side. Recently, as I stut- tered upward in the car, Arthur said: “Well, Jimmy is gone “Gone where?” Arthur pointed to the rear wall of the elevator. Beside the “This elevator has been inspected” sign hung a small home-hemstitched service flag containing one home-hemstitched, lop-sided star. Between the fourth and fifth floors, Arthur reached into his car-fare pocket and drew out another lop-sided star. There'll be two on it next week,” he He was a poor guesser, was Arthur. The owner of the building hired an Irish woman to run the elevator and she took the flag down—I know, for I have just come from there. The Policeman From the baby's point oJ By Goxtox: Carmen Tilt bis poticeman in the park, Although my friend, is most absurd. Sometimes he’s eager for a lark— Sometimes he'll pass without a word. And though I cannot tell you why He does it, I've observed th Will look away and hurry by The days mamma is out with me. But when I’m out with nurse, he comes, And then we have a jolly play He lets me wrestle with his thumbs And pull his heavy stick away Sometimes he'll sit and rest With nurse upon a bench, Beside us down the path, And twirl his club, and talk and talk. I can't discover why it is, This double dealing in a friend, But had I speech the same as his I'd put such conduct to an end. For while I merely kick and crow He will not come when I command, So I shall watch him as I grow And some day I shall understand. Khel Drawon by Dox Heroun Nosopy 1s Very Dirrerext rro Axysovy Exse, Tuese Days “Any old clothes to sell?” “No, have you comicbooks.com