Judge, 1919-02-22 · page 5 of 32
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# Analysis of "Flyvering on a Flivver" This page is primarily **advertising disguised as editorial content**—a common Judge magazine practice. The headline article by Harry Irving Shumway reviews various automobile models, presenting their features in satirical, florid language. The top cartoon contrasts two car owners: one with a woman in what appears to be outdated or overly decorated dress, versus a man in a modern car. This likely satirizes the contrast between **old-fashioned, ornate automobiles versus modern, streamlined designs**. The featured cars discussed—the Unpedink Light Twelve, Dobbin Sensitive Six, Packalac Perfect Eight, and Spitenkik Bear Cat—**appear to be fictional or thinly-veiled parodies** of real 1920s automobile brands, mocking manufacturers' absurd marketing claims and naming conventions. The satire targets both the cars and consumer gullibility.
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“Tue Dosstn Sensitive Six, THE Car Witt x Sout Ir Answers To THE Suicutest Gesture! “Flivvering on a Flivver” By Harry Irvinc Siumway Mlustrated by Wiueren Jones OW shall we know? Which way shall we turn? If we go to the Motor Car shows or even stray like unpicked plums upon Auto Row we are constantly reminded of the admirable qualities and special contrivances of every car. Shall we keep our old ‘bus, or read the ads and yo crazy? Listen to the tale that the Umpedink Light Twelve unfolds: The Umpedink Light Twelve is the last word in cars. Throttle it down and sce the old men with canes whiz by! Will it climb a gable roof? It will go up a Queen Anne bungalow on high. It has 2060 separate pieces of special Umpedink treated steel. ‘The human body has only 206 bones. The Umpedink Light Twelve costs $1000. You value yourself at more than a Hundred Dollars, a tenth part of this wonderful car. Then consider again this wonderful bargain. ‘The Umpedink Light Twelve at a Thousand Bones! Reasonable enough! We should be inclined to go no further, but experience has taught us to market. Let us peruse the few brightly colored remarks that the Whosis Clover Leaf Special De Luxe has to say. Their advertisement is very pretty. About, around, in, and clinging to the car are several beautiful bathing girls. They are very lovely and one can see by the expression on their faces that the Whosis Special is a worth while affair. A. turquoise sky hovers overhead, and in the foreground loiter two young men who are prevented from falling over backwards by two George M. Cohan canes. The Whosis Clover Leaf Special De Luxe, the master sport model at $1163. This little four has de luxe written all over it. As flexible as -a Spanish machete, as durable as Gibraltar, as swift as Hermes. It has the famous pink seal Cat's Purr motor and com- pensating differen- tial. Option of three “Let Us Go Iysipt tue House More Ans!” colors, crab shell pink, citron green and Monday morning blue Now here is another most conservative; no color, no bathing girls, no male foreground. It is a plain photograph, and without doubt the photographer was suspended from a tree to get the angle shown. Beneath the picture is the neatly worded message from the Dobbin Sensitive The Dobbin Sensitive Six, the car with a soul. It answers to the slightest gesture! Speak to it and it flies at a bound. Make a motion at the emergency and it stops instantly. Make yourself comfortable, apparently ignoring the car, and it will travel on and on and on all day, at a delightful even pa It hates oil, it is apparently oblivious of grease, and never thinks of gasolene. The car that obeys every whim at $937. One shade only, pure white. Next! The Packalac Perfect Eight. The car of no regrets. ‘The motor while running sounds like the distant cooing of a lady bug. It rides over the roughest roads like a water lily on a secluded pond. The exquisitely ap- pointed limousine at $9000, leaves no want unfilled. Upholstered in radium blue, body and fenders ruby red, and wheels pearl white. The Duchess of Detroit says on her own stationery: ‘The Packalac Perfect Eight which I bought last May has proven a wonderful car. I could not do without it.” signed, The Chateau, The Duchess of Detroit. And still another. The Spitenkik Bear Cat. It has but four cylinders, but, oh my! Ninety miles per hour with no trouble. The motor strikes that charming deep note, so irritat- ing to everybody but thedriver and passenger. We only make a chassis with two small bucket seats. We stopped making wind- qhields back in 1914; no glass could stand the speed. Read what Douglas Chaphart of Anp Reap Some comicbooks.com