Judge — November 29, 1919 — page 14: what you’re looking at

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Se Drawn by Herman Patmer Judge Editorials Grant E, Lawton Mac KALL, Jous Pexetton Maxwett, A. Suecner, President Revnen P. Sretcner Editor J. A. Watprox, Joke-Power in History UST we await an era of psychologists before M some prescient pen accords humor a place as one of the d ve, factors in the waging and winning of wars? This generation hailed Mahan’s theory of sea-power and reads a thousand books on Jand-power. Yet in the rise and fall of nations a joke has oftentimes been as vital as a battle. The laugh that rippled through Israel when Saul cried out against the mean thief that stole his spear, meant victory to the heir of the throne of Zion, and Anglo-Saxons exalted themselves because the Kaiser's mustache re- minded them so much of Capting Jinks of the Horse Marines. Lincoln’s joke-power was heart-power and gun-power to his people, and the gallant hosts of Lee fought long on good humor and a flat meal-l Take the jokes out of history and there would be a re-shuffling of the geography and loud timbrels. What was the wooden horse of Troy buta joke—and Scipio's ions hiding behind the hills while the girls and glasses of Capua crumbled Hanni- bal’s hosts—and all down the cool centuries to “A little more grape, Captain Bragg!" the smiling eyes of the con- querors mark the high souls of unbowed spirits. War- riors who joke are in earnest Men must toil, suffer and think before they can laugh, and a joke in the face of death indicates “the mak- ings” of a gentleman. Humor is a spiritual gift, scintillating like — starlight wherever honor and _ glory meet, yea, mellowing with the chivalrous charity of the victors even the shadow of the dark valley, for if the Drawn by RB. Fouurr Mrs. Harrigan- with me havin’ th’ same as ever! Secretary A, Literary Editor of a breed of blue guinea pigs. Tl learn ye cookin’ Hamuttox, Art Director Managing Editor . Routaver, Treasurer defeated rascals will only laugh you then know all and forgive all, agreeing with Carlyle that ‘a man who has once heartily and wholly laughed cannot be altogether depraved!” Ah, humor’s power and mercy! And it is pleasant to know that we are of the breed that roared when the rooster crowed on Macdonoush deck at Pp lattsburg, and hushed when Philip called at Santiago: “Don't cheer; the poor fellows are dying!” The Grandeur of Science PROFESSOR of genetics and color heritage in a western agricultural college is conducting a series of experiments looking to the production Whether it be Copen- hagen or Alice we know not. A Chicago dealer in guinea pigs, rabbits, rats and goodness knows what else is said to be furnishing the stimulus for invest on. There may not be a little blue guinea pig in your bungalow yet, but doubtless there will be soon. And it is not improbable that you will live to rejoice in the day when each fair lady of the land will have a harmonious- ly-hued retinue of rabbits, rats and mice for each street suit and evening gown in her wardrobe. Girls, ain’t science just wonderful? Science and business enterprise com- bined, that is? Why, it won't be any time until bigger de- partment stores will be giv- ing away a dozen cute rodents with every georgette waist. And maybe the pro- fessor out West will consent to tint our chows and pom- eranians and staghounds. As we said, ain’t science just wonderful? to go_on a strike an’ scrubbin’ to do th’ 4 comichooks.coym