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# Analysis of Judge Magazine Page This page contains humorous literary and social commentary rather than political cartoons. The top section, "An Old Theme with New Interpretations," presents romantic scenarios from classic literature reinterpreted by various college writers—treating familiar literary moments with modern cynicism and wit. "The Stronger Call" is a poem about spring's pull on the heart. "Hard Lines" offers sardonic observations about class distinctions and gender, noting the boxer and female of the species as "most deadly." The bottom cartoon, "We Look Like Held, Don't We?" (with apologies to Jack Held Jr.) depicts three working-class men in period dress, appearing to be a humorous commentary on appearance or social status, though the specific reference remains unclear without additional context. The page targets educated, literary readers familiar with classical works.

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cy Drawn by Rox Revwowe, Unicersity of Washington, "2, Secret Service The Stronger Call Sy Gronce W. F. CHAPMAN, Pennsylvania State College 's a tingling in For the woods and fields are calling, And the mountains bid me start Yes, the fever is upon me, ‘Nnd is pulling at my heart violets haunt the lowlands. The red bird calls his mate And for a touch of warmer sun The dogwood's blossoms wait ay my dreams ing seas without a chart, all of Spring I've harked to, nd it’s pulling at my heart nt to wander—wander, x 1 of fai For the hills and stream: But there's something And tho’ still I'd like It is mighty hard to part From the Girl—for in the Springtime She pulls strongest at my heart. Hard Lines Even though she calls you an Ang y come down to earth Speaking of classes, the boxer isn’t the only nbre who has been saved by the gong. The female of the species is t deadly on the Kale. The thrifty man is that member of a foursome who tops three feet from the ticket window and ties his shoe > —Rox Revnouns, University of Washington, 20. you'll even- he Slightly Slipped Sayings kiss some of the girlies allof the.time, and all girlies some of the time, but you can’t kiss all of itlies all of the time. There may be some pretty nice girls in the South, but their skirts go pretty far North. Modern woman wants the floor, but she doesn’t want to scrub it—A. C. Gwin, University of Penn- teanta, “21 An Old Theme with New Interpretations By Marcos H. Orrtincen, University of Pennsy 1 Repert Hug “Love . tha * he cried fiercely s man to the altar? I link to the chain t usual thing, I beli Perfunctorily, yet not without an air of kn how—he kissed Henry James. nodded, hiding a yawn. ing how—Frayne alwa new innerm tastly at her c He did not wish thing within kept urging him to act. Instinctivel pressed her soft, red mouth to his. He was chagrined to was not an ui nt one Feeling that the Crucial Moment was on Tap, the young Blade Sur rry, and Branded his favorite Indoor sport with one Joint Caress. At his curt refs d his ct A\s she turned fr his lips. . as she slow! he drank alone. She smiled mysteriot Her entire manner was one of allure. . . . n him, he unconsciously licked the taste of the wine from His Day in Court By Puusir W. Porter, Ohio State Unizersity, '22 You may be a Jester but that will go on Record,” beefed the Jopce. “But he’s a Panther “What of that? You're a Sour Ont. You m: in the Chaparral. Case dismissed!" ‘The dizzy dame filed out and ate a flock of restaurant pie. It killed ber. Phe Jupce oiled up his specs and flipped a squint at his Elgin, “James!” he called to his secretary. “Call up my wife and tell her T will not be home to the bash. (Aside) I've gotta take La Parisienne to dinner at Scribner's ‘aps have been stepping oa some Burr Drown by Kocene W. Gotvsnonovunt, Unisereity of Hen “We Loox Like Hep, Don’t We? With apologies to Jack Veto, Jr.)