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This page contains humor anecdotes and comic vignettes satirizing early 20th-century courtship, marriage, and gender relations. **Main themes:** The "Courting" section mocks romantic conventions: engagements made and broken casually, fathers interrogating suitors, and young men's awkward attempts at proposal. The humor assumes readers understand strict courtship protocols—returning engagement rings, requiring formal introductions, seeking paternal consent. **Social satire:** "Conversation Eliminator" jokes about wives controlling husbands by playing loud phonograph music to prevent gossip during the husband's absence—reflecting anxieties about women's domestic power and marital discord. "His Unique Calling" satirizes street harassers claiming profession allows accosting women without introduction—commentary on public harassment normalized as charming. The cartoons ridicule both genders: fickle women, bumbling men, suspicious fathers, and wives as domestic tyrants. **Historical context:** These anecdotes reflect rigid Edwardian/1920s courtship rules now entirely obsolete, making the humor historically specific and dated.

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One's Own Roof RON paurre viewx, qu’y a des gens sont toujours fourrés au café!” around cafés! |THE SEX | — Pessimistic Superstition—‘Is your wife superstitious?” “Very, but in a one-sided manner only.” “T don’t get you?” “The signs she believes in are all bad ones. There seems to be no good luck whatever in her superstition.” —Detroit Free Press Bewildering—* These short skirts are rather bewildering.” “Yes. It isn’t safe any more to offer to take what you think is a little girl on your lap!” —Nashville Tennessean Conversation Eliminator — Bean- brough approached the saleslady: and in- quired: “Keep music machine records?” All kinds.” Got any loud ones?” “Plenty of them.” “IT want the loudest one you have.” “March, waltz, song, or what?” Anything just so it is loud.” “What's the idea?” “My wife wants it to put on the ma- chine when she has to leave the room, so ink, old top, that there are peop! -La Baionnette (Pai ui miatment pas leurs ches eux!” who don’t love their homes!" the folks will have to s op talking until she returns, and she won’. miss any of the Vouitss own “elegram 2ossip. His Unique Calling “You are big and strong. Why don’t you go to work? “Pardon, madam. Mine is the only pro- fession in which one may address a charming lady without an introduction." —Karikaturen (c iania). [ 7a COURTING There Were Others—* So our engage ment is at an end?” said the blond youth “It is certainly at an end,” replied the fickle brunette. “T suppose you will return the engage ment ring?” “I certainly will if you call around some night and pick it out.””—Vonkers yi (sman. Got Him—*Last night at the ban “But father was slightly intoxicated last night.” “Well, he ain't going to admit that. is he now?"—Kansas City Journ Sordid Suggestion “Did old Mr. Glipping encourage you when you asked him for his daughter’s hand?” “Well, he borrowed $so from me. Would you say I’ve won or lost?” “1 dare say the girl is yours, but the $s is gone. You'll have to determine for yourself whether or not you came out ahead in the transaction.” —Birmingh Age-Herald Discouraged Him — Benedict — Not married yet? Bachelor —No. “But [ thought you ha tions in a certain direction “T did have, but the evening I went to propose to her, before I got a chance, she told me she loved Browning and Kipling and Shelley. Now what chance did I have with a girl who was in love with three other men.” ~-Vonkers States- man. 1 serious inten- Exonerated the Girl—The young man crawled into the august presence. “I should like to speak to you on an important matter, sir,” he said. “Well, what is it?” growled the father of the girl, in no encouraging tone. “T—want to marry your daughter, sir!” “What?” ‘The old man’s face grew purple. “Marry my daughter. I am astonished! What on earth do you mean, sir! You— ‘ow, now,” soothed the youth, see- ing defeat looming near and wanting to get some sort of satisfaction out of the interview, “don’t talk that way. You are prejudiced against the girl. She's all right, really." —Chicago News comicbooks.com