Judge, 1920-07-31 · page 20 of 36
Judge — July 31, 1920 — page 20: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page collects brief satirical humor pieces typical of early 20th-century Judge magazine, targeting social anxieties of the era: **"A Pampered Creature"** mocks the servant problem—hired help becoming increasingly demanding and difficult to manage, valuing the employer's possessions (motor car, phonograph) over actual work. **"The Latest Request"** satirizes the nouveau riche servant class now demanding modern amenities (double garages for automobiles), reversing traditional servant-master dynamics. **"The Modern Maid"** plays on class tension: the maid receives praise for ironing, then reveals she owns all those clothes herself—inverting expectations about servant poverty. **"A Choice of Evils"** (large cartoon) appears to show a man choosing between two unappealing options, though specific context is unclear from the caption alone. The recurring theme: rapid social change unsettling traditional hierarchies. Servants, once deferential, now possess consumer goods and make demands. These pieces reassure middle-class readers that such presumption is ridiculous, even as economic reality was shifting labor relations.
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