Judge, 1918-10-05 · page 11 of 32
Judge — October 5, 1918 — page 11: what you’re looking at
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# Judge Magazine Page Analysis This page contains three separate humorous pieces satirizing early 20th-century American attitudes and social conventions. **"The Pleasures of Travel"** mocks rural, provincial Americans through an Arkansawyer character who's never left his county and recounts a near-lynching as his sole travel experience—suggesting backwoods ignorance and violence. **"Sob Stuff"** jokes about a girl's indifference to baseball, preferring orchestral accompaniment to "tense places"—likely satirizing either women's supposed lack of sports enthusiasm or the era's sentimental over-dramatization. **"Better Than Watch-Dogs"** makes a gender-equality joke: with women entering professions, the host humorously suggests keeping mice as burglary "insurance" since his wife now expects domestic dangers requiring female protection. **"Catechising Pussy"** personifies a cat deflecting questions about whereabouts, mirroring human evasiveness—mild humor about pet behavior. The cartoons reflect turn-of-century anxieties about women's expanding roles, rural versus urban divides, and sentimental Victorian culture.
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Draven by Gonos Gusset “Hey, Tuere! Lay Orr ox Tuat Moutu-Orcax! How D’ya Exrect Me to Hear Wuat tie Major’ The Pleasures of Travel ay," TA-AL—p'tu!—no,” said the ancient Arkansawyer. “I hain’t never did much of what you'd call traveling. I was 97 years old, last geass; born and raised right yur in Shagbark township, and hain’t been outside of the county but once. That was when I was about thirty years old. I went over to Torpidville, and they just nacher'ly took and started to lynch me the minute I got to town, for something or nuther, I never did find out what. One foot was already in the air and the other barely touching the ground when some feller came running and hollered that they were making a mistake—I wasn’t the guilty party a-tall. As soon as they turned me loose I lit out for home as the crow flies, and I hain’t done no traveling to speak of I always figgered that on the next oc the feller that knowed it was a mistake might not get there in time to do me any good.” since Sob Stuff “The score isa tie and two menon bases. Isn't baseball exciting?” “Yes,” yawned the girl, “but they could improve the effect by having an orchestra play low music in the tense places.” Ay =e Drown by Fo A. Mitten Corporal Bug—Tuank Heave Ir’s a Dup! pe Sayinc Impressionable ou know the penny that Auntie gave me,” said little lic to her mother; “well, I went down to Mr. Jones's store with it, and when I got inside, there was a big sign, ‘Save, and Help g French Children,’ and do you know, it made me h it wasn’t right for him to keep candy, with that away. ‘That was right, dear,” said mother, smiling down at the soulful litle face; “and what did you do with the penny?” “Why,"’said Nellie, “I went to the store SS across the street, and they didn’t have \ any sign; so I bought my candy there.”” Better Than Watch-Dogs Visitors—You don’t keep a cat? Host—Not now. You see, the women have invaded all the professions, so the wife thinks we ought to have a few mice, in case of burglars. atechising Pussy By Texxyson J. Dart “ DUSSY CAT, Pussy Cat, where have you been? This is no time for you to come in!" “T shall not tell you, for what is the use? You never believe my most valid excuse!” comicbooks.com