Judge, 1920-12-25 · page 15 of 33
Judge — December 25, 1920 — page 15: what you’re looking at
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This page collects humorous anecdotes about American religious life and patriotism, likely from the 1920s. The pieces mock: **Religious hypocrisy**: Stories like "Brotherly Love" satirize petty sectarian rivalries between churches, and "Why Brother Jones Resigned" ridicules overwrought revival preaching with absurd, flowery language ("kerosene-oil of thy salvation"). **Ministerial burnout**: "A Vacation for All" jokes that congregations need rest from their overworked pastors as much as pastors need vacation. **The traveling preacher anecdote** gently mocks a child's literalist reasoning about sermon-writing. **"Dan McGann and Uncle Sam"** appears to be patriotic verse defending American identity against foreign ideologies—likely anti-communist/anti-Bolshevik sentiment post-WWI, emphasizing American exceptionalism and rejecting "fads," anarchism, and Russian creeds. It celebrates manual labor, the flag, and American values. The cartoons feature exaggerated character types typical of early-20th-century satirical illustration.
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