Judge, 1919-03-01 · page 7 of 32
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# "A Lost Chance" - Judge Magazine Satire This page contains three separate humorous sketches typical of early 20th-century Judge magazine. **"A Lost Chance"** (main story): A miserly farmer refuses to forgive a produce dealer 25 cents on a $100+ bill. While he argues over this trivial amount, his son grows frustrated, missing the promised theater performance. The ironic punchline: the father was saving that quarter *for* the theater trip—he loses far more value (his son's joy, the outing itself) by being penny-pinching. **"The Home Reveille"** (top illustration): Depicts a domestic dispute over a husband's night out at theaters, with his wife clearly displeased. **Bottom sketches**: Brief comedic vignettes—a photographer's backhanded compliment; train passengers discussing meal costs; and a joke about a fountain pen being unreliable ("No man is a hero to his fountain pen"). The satire targets miserliness and petty arguing over trivial amounts while losing sight of greater goods—a common Gilded Age theme.
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Drwen by C4. Tarn Tue Home Reveitre ‘Gee, if the toy A Lost Chance VERY parsimonious farmer took his young son on a trip by city, where the parent expected to collect from a produce dealer a certain sum of money then due for garden truck. On the train he apprised his offspring of his inten- toa ne: tion, in case he got this one-hundred-dolla d-some-odd-cent account, of celebrating the occasion by taking him to witness the performance at one of the city theaters. But when they arrived at the dealer’s, and both proprietor and farmer became involved in a long, stubborn argument over the payment of the odd twenty-five cents in the bill, the impatient and less close lad be came very much disgusted with his father’s ni; thehour for the theater perform- ance grew near and still both men were at a deadlock over the quarter, the boy openly displayed his objection to his father’s conduct by urging him to accept the hundred dollars and to come away. Drven by BW. Keane vuld only see me now!” the youth turned his eager eves from the blazing theater lights just ahead “Father,” he demanded, “why didn’t you knock off that measly quarter in the first place and not lose all this time?” “It was all for your sake,” grimly rejoined he, abruptly switching down a side street that led toward the railway station “That was the quarter I had intended taking you to the theateron!” Aftermath Photographer (to grouchy customer)— There, sir, | congratu late myself on a success! I've caught you at your best—with that pleasant expression, But I must tell you now, you've been sitting on your hat Quick Sales and Small Profits it Passenger—Does this train stop here long enough to let you get something to eat? Second Passenger—No, just long enough to let you pay for what vou order. Knows All His Weakness The father complied, and out they hurried. On the street “When is the train due, porte “It’s two hours late, sah, taint due; it's McAdoo.” No man is a hero to his fountain pen. comicbooks.com