Judge, 1919-03-22 · page 8 of 32
Judge — March 22, 1919 — page 8: what you’re looking at
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# Judge Magazine Page Analysis This page presents allegorical satire about substance use and social morality circa the 1920s Prohibition era. **"Paradoxology"** personifies alcohol ("John Barleycorn") and tobacco ("Lady Nicotine") as romantic partners. A ragged, desperate man fleeing "the Army of Philistines" (temperance crusaders) seeks refuge with Lady Nicotine. After cleaning up, he joins her in peaceful dreams. The satire mocks Prohibition advocates by suggesting tobacco and alcohol provide comfort and escape—implying the "Philistines" (anti-vice reformers) are the real villains. **"Rewards We Never Hope To Win"** humorously lists mundane, unattainable domestic ideals (a clean towel, a satisfied wife, success at charity events), satirizing middle-class aspirations. **"A Prediction"** imagines commercialized weather control—clouds rented to ensure perfect conditions for social events. It mocks both technological optimism and the commodification of nature. **"The Muted Horn of Plenty"** is a brief aphorism suggesting wealth's origins remain mysteriously hidden. The cartoon illustration shows fashionable women at leisure, with a caption about losing one's head over fashion—light social satire on consumerism and vanity.
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And it came to pass in time that John Barleycorn took unto wife the fair Lady Nicotine, and as Sir John Nicotine he was honored in the countryside and rumors spread unto the ends of the world of his somnolent happiness. And John died wept, honored, and a little unstrung. Rewards We Never Hope To Win By Ors C. Lerree FOR being the best-sustained character at an carly morning fire the clean spot on a public towel the best-satisfied wife at a spring n show. getting out of a charity bazaar with some- we really wanted For making the wittiest speech at a Prohit banquet. A Prediction By Lesun Vax Eveny HE time isn’t far off when it will be a common thing to look up and sce a whopping big cloud, hitched to an » being hustled along to some section of the country that needs rain or snow Cloud-moving is bound to prove a paying busin What beautiful sunrises and se! In that gay d ball s, picnics and weck-endings will come as arranged or advertised! Good-bye to almanac weather prophets and barometers! The Muted Horn of Plenty Even when money talks it is silent as to its origin Paradoxology By Besjasuxy De Cassene HE beautiful Lady Nicotine at in her garden of dreams contemplating a beautiful rainbow made by the hopes inspired by millions of briar-roots, corncobs, and old clays. Over the garden wall leaped a man, hard-pressed and breath- strangled. He was corpulent, red- nosed, and ragged. He lay prone upon Lady Nicotine’s choice to- bacco patch moaning and groaning. Beyond the wall could be heard the growls and threats of the Army of Philistines. “Old John — Barleycorn—the scamp!”’ exclaimed Lady Nicotine, as she, tenderest of nurses, carried John into the house. The servants got him into shape, and soon John looked like a gentleman—and he confessed he had quit going strong. And every day he sat in the garden of dreams with the fair Lady ‘i Nicotine, and out of his pipe came —Drwen by Bax many a dream of the world when it Mes. Ga x, I've completely lost my head over. that gown! was young. Mr. Gayly—Fine, t u won't need that spring were looking at yesterday! comicbooks.com