Judge, 1919-04-19 · page 8 of 32
Judge — April 19, 1919 — page 8: what you’re looking at
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# Judge Magazine Page Analysis This page contains satirical commentary typical of Judge magazine's post-WWI era content: **"Laugh and Let Laugh!"** presents cynical one-liners mocking Prohibition ("Little Boy Blue Law"), war debt ("Valley of Debt rode the 110,000,000"), the Peace Conference, and international tensions. References to "save Russia" and "China objects to taking her queue from Japan" suggest post-1918 geopolitical anxieties. **"A Little Lecture on Fish"** is absurdist satire ridiculing wartime food-conservation appeals. The "Big Man in the Fish Market" comically explains fish scarcity by claiming fish "raisers" exist in the ocean like poultry farmers—a nonsensical inversion mocking both government propaganda and public gullibility about food supplies. The illustration shows a woman with a perambulator confronting a gentleman, captioned "Stop—Look—Listen!" — likely commenting on social propriety or public safety awareness. The page's lighter humor pieces ("Attic Salt," "Auricular Evidence") provide filler around the main satirical content targeting contemporary politics and consumer anxieties.
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Laugh and Let Laugh! By OTAL abstinence makes the | thirst grow fonder! It is easier to save Russia than to shave her. Spring is here—love and let love! Jealousy is the insomnia of the heart. Whiskies are short and beer is fleeting Little Boy Blue Law is blowing his horn Into the Valley of Debt rode the 110,000,000. Are there no game laws in Russ Some Teutons think that the Peace Conference is a German bene- fit performance Our slogan: Eight hours for work, eight hours for sleep and cight hours to study the Revenue bill. China objects to taking her queue from Japan. If universal prohibition comes, will there be a Boot Leg o’ Nations? Bexjasun De Casseres Attic Salt Mrs. Newgo was taking her first trip through the Mediter- rancan, and was much impressed by some snow-capped peaks off toward the north. “What is that?” she inquired of a fellow passenger “Snow,” was the reply. here, I knew it!” affirmed Mrs. Newgo, triumphantly. “Some folks tried to tell me it was grease.” Auricular Evidence “ My least boy, Bearcat, had a tollable bad case of stomach ache last night,” related Mr. Gop johnson, of Rumpus Ridges Ark. “So I heered,” replied a neighbor who lived a mile or so up the road. Drown by Cavvent Swrra to Use Oxe or 7 x 1 Was Mascor on a Stmstanine supply,” said the amateur secker after “ Strop—Loox—Listen!” Words For a Song By H.W. Davis AD I of knew you was the To learn my lonesome heart to love. I would of went and writ this song \ long time back, my gentle dove. ne Had I of knew you dreamt of me, And pined and sighed, all cold and hot It would of took me hours and hours To get my breath—most like as not Had I of knew—(them words is charmed, They've drove my thoughts from Mame and Sue) It don’t seem like I'm sane no more— Had I of knew, had I of knew! A Little Lecture on Fish 7 By Harry Hasiton 2 * HE food experts urge us to eat fish, and thus to conserve the meat truth to the big man in the Fish Market “Precisely,” said the B. M. in the F. M. “But there is no saving in the purchase of fish,” persisted the seeker. “Fish is as expensive as meat. Is the ocean pro- ducing? What are the facts?” The Big Man in the Fish Market put on his most paternal manner, “Young man,” said he, “‘it is time the facts came out. Fish are scarce because so few people are raising them now in the ocean. Fish feed, you sce, is terribly high; so high that large numbers of fish raisers have gone out of business because they could no longer make their Fish Ranches pay. It is precisely the same situation as exists in the poultry business, and in the cattle business. If fish could only be taught to raise them- selves in the ocean, to scratch, as it were, for their own living, the supply might in time become practically unlimited, and good deep-sea fish would be within reach of all, even the poor- est. I trust I have made it clear to you?” “Yes, sir; thank you, sir,” replied the Secker after Truth.