Judge, 1919-08-30 · page 9 of 36
Judge — August 30, 1919 — page 9: what you’re looking at
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# Analysis for Modern Readers This page contains three distinct satirical pieces from Judge magazine: **"A Dead Language"** (cartoon, lower left): A man reads absurdly titled sheet music ("Rushing the Duck," "Scuttle of Suds," etc.)—likely mocking the era's popular song titles as nonsensical or lowbrow. **"When the Period Craze Reaches the Automobile Industry"** (top illustration): A decorative automobile filled with figures. "Period craze" likely refers to 1920s fashion for historical revival styles; the satire suggests applying this trend absurdly to cars. **"Evils of Prohibition"** (text section): Two editors joke about Prohibition's impact on high-society events. The Sporting Editor quips he can't distinguish guests from waiters anymore—previously, drunk waiters stood out, but now everyone is sober. This mocks Prohibition's failure to stop drinking at wealthy gatherings. **"Hard Lines"** (poem): A housewife complains about overcrowded storage—every space filled with "Jack's bottles of booze"—satirizing how Prohibition-era citizens illegally hoarded alcohol, consuming household space. All three pieces mock Prohibition's ineffectiveness and social hypocrisy.
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the better, and start sing- ing: “Forit’s always fair weather When good fellows get to- gether, With a stein on the table And a good song ringing clear.” Sing as loudly as you can and keep it up until the | patient joins in with you. Never fear, he'll sing if there’s a song left in him. | Poisoning caused by vie- * tim reading jokes in the funny papers about the H. C. L. The symptoms are | more annoying than alarm- ing. The victim takes a light view of the present altitude of living. He jokes about it in the presence of people who are in a murder- ous mood. To save his life, he should be guided along lines remote from the topic. Treatment. Give the vic- tim twenty-five cents and send him around to all the meat markets in the neigh- borhood with a message to be delivered verbally. He is to say, “Gimme twenty-five cents worth of steak.” If he isn’t cured in a short time, then there is nothing to work on in his mental equipment and the sooner he has been filed away in a sanitarium, the better it will be for himself and others. Drawn by Laces Sto: Deven by Ress Wes.o. ne A Deap Lancuace Kearse SSa| —~ Wuen tue Pertop Craze Reacnes THE Avutomosite Inpustry. Il. THe Frorentine Court. waiters. Society Editor—With the country dry it'll be harder than Previously I could always spot the waiters because they were sober. ever. As full of Jac Evils of Prohibition Sporting Editor—At a lot of these swell affairs you are assigned to, I don’t see how you can tell the guests from the Hard Lines Ry Carotyn Wents | | CAN’ T take a bath in the bathtub, "t put a thing in a drawer, ‘ nlike Mother Hubbard I’ve no empty cupboard They're every one full to the door, I can’t get a coat in the wardrobe, I can’t squeeze a skirt in the press, I cannot deposit My hat in the closet I’ve nowhere to put my best dress. The bureau, the hamper, the sideboard, Are, all of them just choc block, And so is the bread-box, The under-the-bed box, The wall-safe and grandfather's clock. Why, even my dog’s sleeping-basket, And the case I had built for my shoes, And the 's new pram— he can cram 's bottles of booze Every pl