Judge, 1918-08-24 · page 28 of 32
Judge — August 24, 1918 — page 28: what you’re looking at
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This page from Judge contains WWI-era military humor targeting servicemen. The cartoons mock common soldier complaints and situations: **"How to Dump Him"** ridicules a Black soldier's excuse for not enlisting—claiming his feet prevent retreat. It uses period racist stereotypes and dialect. **"Their Maneuver"** jokes about two Army trumpeters puzzled by Scottish bagpipers marching while playing, with one concluding it makes them "harder to hit"—absurdist military humor. **"Love's Labor Lost"** depicts a sailor unable to eat at a YMCA hostess house because his belt prevents it—physical comedy about military constraints. **"A Prediction"** references German General Von Hindenburg, suggesting American soldiers will visit Berlin to confront him if peace negotiations stall—expressing impatience with the war's duration. The page reflects American home-front attitudes: frustration with war delays, mockery of minority soldiers, and affectionate ribbing of military life through soldier-submitted jokes from service publications.
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a &.! Aeeeees Vere St — * eae Gh ffm ~ aa ourseres ial IT Very Simple KINDLY wo- manassisting at the Y. W.C. A. Hos- tess house noticed a gob on duty as a sentry. The gob looked hungrily at the tea-tray every time the volunteer waitress went by Finally she stopped before him with a loaded tray. “T got this espe- cially for you,” she said. “Take one of these tables and en- joy yourself.”” “T can't,” said the gob, “I have a belt on. “Well,” sh swered,* loosen it Great Lakes Bulletin. n- Their Maneuver How to Dump Him One way to get the Kaiser’s photo in every American waste basket is to run his picture in the Congressional Record.—The Reconnaissance. No Good Either Way Oficer—Young man, why haven't you enlisted? Darky—Me enlist, sir? Why, say, man, my feet is so bad Ah couldn't retreat, let alone advance. —The Broadside. Here is one that sent in about Trumpeters Ruble Allen and Forrest Doggett, of the New York Barracks. According to our correspondent, the “mu- sics” attended a show in Brooklyn recently, one of the features of which was a company of Scotch bagpipers. Neither enthused over the melodies and both were much perplexed by the fashion in which the performers marched up and down while rendering their selections. “What makes them move about that way?” asked Allen. A light broke on Doggett. “T'll tell you why it is,” he replied; “it makes them harder to hit."—Marines’ Magazine. Stuff to Lose Sleep Over The new patterns in silk sport shirts Beefless days Wheatless days “less” days at all suspenders spenders Tuxedo jackets The price of “gas” The upholstery for the new limousine The new limousine.—< ir Scout. A Corporal’s Success Not long ago a corporal, after explaining his military success, said that his girl wrote him every day and told him everything. “Tt’s just such hallucinations,” Private Jones remarks, “that make good non-coms,”"—Trench and Camp. Fun Frou THE Ficu Good Things in Our Army and Navy Publications | Love's Labor Lost TERS —Norfolk Naval Recruit A Prediction If Von Hindenburg’s press agent doesn’t get that Paris date straightened out pretty soon, the impatient American fighters are going to get disgusted and go and see him in Berlin —Kelly Field Eagle. Famous Alibis 1—I didn’t know you was an officer, sir. 2—The train was late. 3—My first sergeant has it in for me.—Camp Dix Times. comicbooks.com