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Judge — November 23, 1918 — page 28: Judge, 1918-11-23

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This page combines WWI-era military humor with a Nujol constipation remedy advertisement. **The cartoons** mock sailor and soldier life through brief anecdotes. "Allez Chercher Le Docteur" jokes about mess-hall rations; "On Troubled Waters" presents an extended Nujol ad disguised as a testimonial about sailors' digestive health during wartime stress. "The Gob's Dream" shows a sleeping sailor, while other items include a joke about a horse's skeletal anatomy, a poem about brown uniforms replacing colorful prewar clothing, and quips about homesick soldiers. **The humor is gentle service comedy**—poking fun at military food, uniforms, and discipline rather than criticizing the war itself. The Nujol advertisement exploits wartime anxieties about sailors' health and regularity, framing a laxative as patriotic necessity. **For modern readers**: "Gob" means sailor; references to the Rhine and Hun reflect the Western Front context; the emphasis on brown uniforms reflects actual 1917-1918 military standardization replacing varied peacetime dress.

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un From the Mghters Good Thies ix Our henpy and Nayy Dablications Allez Chercher Le Docteur | Remember the jam at the Mess-hall door! | And even then we insisted on our jam ration! Which reminds us of the night the Top asked for draughtsmen. An excited crowd gathered about him— Topper—I asked if there were any draughts- men here. Are you one? Private from Chic—Sure February !—Thirty-Second News, A.E The board gettame in F., France Wonderful! Ain’t war wonderful—in some ways? First it removed the feminine reputation of the wrist watch, and now gobs carry things around in their socks.—Globe and Anchor. ~ On Troubled Waters “1d rather have a case of Nujol aboard ship than a case of Scotch whiskey’’ said a de- stroyer-ensign the other day. ‘*And that’s spoken with proper respect for the Scotch, too!" Don’t let’s argue the point. It is not so much a matter of taste as of necessity. Why is it that a case goes aboard whenever he’s preparing to sail? Constant alertness and vigilance mean bro- ken watches, broken watches mean irregular meals and sleep and disregard of Nature's calls, Sustained alertness, and the power to work hard and long depend upon regularity of bowel movements, whether you're at sea or ashore, Those sailors have tried pills, castor oil, salts, and other medicines in vain—they know such drugs only weaken. They have learned that Nujol acts gently and surely and is absolutely harmless—helps a system under strain to sustain its strength by func- tioning normally and regularly. ‘They know it’s not a drug. What's good enough for our navy is good enough for you. Nujol Laboratories STANDARD OIL CO. (NEW JERSEY) $0 Broadway, New York a Nuj iol For Constipation AEG US PAL OFF. a +5 ge Nujol is sold only Warning: ir resicd bores hearing the Nujol Trade Mark. All druggists in U. §. and Canada. Insist on Nujol. You may suffer ‘ from substitutes. Jeney), $0 Broadway, N. ¥ Name... Address. ..+ The Gob’s Dream Git. SOT iene id {ep bene Equine Anatomy Candidate Rosenfeld, 8th Training Battery, pulled this: “If the horse has as many bones in his body as I was able to name in examina- tion, he’s a jelly fish." —The Probable Error Style L used to like a nice silk shirt, Either pink or blue, But shirts of silk are out of style, L like a brown, don’t you? I used to like a shirt of black, And a suit of gray or blue, But all those fads are out of style, like a brown, don’t you? No matter what you like the best, It’s time to get in style, By dropping blue and gray and such And wear the brown awhile. —Camp Dodger Tugging at the Leash If some of our well-known shore-hounds were cooped up on the river Rhine for three weeks, and then given shore leave, with Berlin as the destination, they would hurdle the Rhine and the Hun army in one leap.—Great Lakes Bulletin. Likely to Happen Most Any Day Questisner—Now, have you a mother or father or wife or child or anything of that sort? The New One—No, sir; only flat feet.—Trench and Camp. comicbooks.com = ey