Judge, 1919-10-18 · page 10 of 36
Judge — October 18, 1919 — page 10: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
# Analysis for Modern Readers **Top Cartoon (Saxons Tooker):** Satirizes wealthy nouveaux riches pretension. Mrs. Newrich rejects a qualified chauffeur applicant solely because his name isn't "James"—she wants her servant to match names from society novels she reads. The joke mocks how the newly rich obsess over superficial social conventions while ignorant of actual aristocratic values. **"Do You Love Green Things?" (Lisle Bell):** A humorous how-to article mocking indoor plant culture among the wealthy. It's deliberately tongue-in-cheek—plants are called "potted pests," watering requires raincoats and mops, and results in water damage requiring expensive repairs. The satire targets both the faddishness of keeping houseplants and wealthy people's impractical pretensions to nature appreciation. **Bottom Cartoon (Paul Henley):** "Paradise Lost—For the woman of moderate means" shows a fashionably-dressed woman excluded from an exclusive boutique. It satirizes class divisions and luxury retail's gatekeeping, suggesting "paradise" (fashionable shopping) is inaccessible to working/middle-class women.
📄 Transcribed text from this page (OCR, searchable)
Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.
Drawn by Saxons Toostr Mrs, Newrich (to applicant as chauffeur)—Y"r all right except your name. My chauffeurs name must be “James” like in all the society novels I've read. Do You Love Green Things? By Liste Bett ‘OTHING adds so much to the appearance of a home during the long winter months as the presence of a lot of green things, such as ferns, palms, geraniums and bank-notes. The last is, of course, rather rare and extremely difficult to culti- vate, but if you will lay in enough pots and jardin- ieres, there is no reason why you should not have quite a brave showing of the others. And why not? Nothing does more to make your guests feel at home than the presence of a palm in the hall, especially if they are used to living in a hotel, where they have open palms in all the halls. And then, as your guest enters the reception room, if you have a fern so placed as to tickle the.back of his neck, or knock off his glasses, or give him some similar little attention, it will put him immediately at his case. As for yourself, the presence of all the greenery takes the melancholy edge off the melancholy days have come stuff. When you come home from the office, where you have been seeing red, it is ex- tremely restful to see green. Perhaps, by grouping the potted pests in one corner of the library, you can get the actual illusion of gamboling outdoors. To be sure, the number of chiggers which you will carry around after a little diversion like this will be decidedly less than if you had actually gone out into the fields. And mosquitoes, in spite of the most careful attention, seem to lose their vitality and SZ their puncturing powers with the coming of autumn. But at any rate, you will have rested your nerves by feeling the presence of growing things, as the uplift writers call’em. And when you rise and goin to dinner, if you upset a couple of the potted ferns on the Turkish carpet, you will be getting back to earth with a vengeance. The only trouble with indoor conservatories is the water- ing problem. To accomplish this, it is well to take up the carpets, buy a couple of extra heavy mops, and don raincoats and boots. Ferns and palms should be sprayed, instead of having the water dumped at their roots from atin cup. In this way, you fool them into thinking that it’s raining, and the plant, by confusing you with the Almighty, may actually decide to grow. Even if it doesn’t it will undoubtedly die slower than it otherwise would. After watering the plants, mop up the floors, go over them with some good reliable furniture polish, put down the rugs again, and call in a decorator to make an estimate on the cost of repapering the room, in order to cover up the spots which you accidentally made on the wall. Spoof! ployer—There’s a spirit of unrest among my men. isitor—What about? Employer—Because they cannot find any excuse to go out ona trike. E Even as You and I! Ignorant—I don’t understand all this talk about Bolshevism; I wish you would explain to me just what it is. Informed—Sure; that's easy. The Bourgeoise have it and the Proletariat want it. SS. Drown by Pact. Rena Parapise Lost For the woman of moderate means.