Judge, 1921-02-12 · page 2 of 32
Judge — February 12, 1921 — page 2: what you’re looking at
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# Analysis of "A Big Task for Highbrows" This page is primarily **advertising and wordplay puzzle content** rather than political satire. The main feature is an acrostic puzzle where the last letters of each line spell out a hidden message (letters marked J, U, D, G, E visible in the text). The poem describes Judge magazine's content—humor, illustrations, and literary pieces—and invites readers to solve the puzzle. The sidebar includes a subscription offer: $1.00 for ten future copies of Judge (normally $1.50 if purchased separately). The "intellectual problem for heavy thinkers" is simply a word puzzle game, not political commentary. This represents Judge's self-promotional advertising strategy targeting educated readers.
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A Big Task for Highbrows Here Is an Intellectual Problem for Heavy Thinkers S a kill-joy there's nothing to equal a p. This I venture to say without doubt; It is true that at times we are crabbed by the rain, But what's that compared to the gout? In the annals of hist'ry we read of one Job, Who possessed a great surplus of boils. And whose wailings completely en circled the globe For he found himself fast in their toils The story goes on to relate in detail How he suffered without and within; All the cures that he tried seemed to nothing avail, And he simply grew meagreand thin Thus his weakness reduced him to faint lassitude, Tillat last he no longer could budge “I could stand it,” he murmured, with stern fortitude If I had but a copy of JUDGE. JUDGE 225 Fifth Avenue New York, N. Y. T enclose herewith $1.00 for the next 10 copies of Judge which would cost $1.50 | if purchased separately—this coupon being worth 50 cents to a new subscriber Name Address Cit Me J. 2-12-21 F you're clever at puzzles and have the resolve, The puzzle herewith you will certainly solve, Be you lady or child; be you gent or a “jay”. (J) It’s a chaser of gloom and a router of care, There is mirth-making matter in every page there. And to think that it’s all for the pleasure of you! Every rhyme, every picture contains a good laugh, Best writers and artists it has on its staff; In the language of Burns you will roar till you dee. A volley of humor from over the world “College Wits” and “Bad Breaks” — at the reader is hurled. If you haven’t guessed yet, we will tell you, by gee. In every third line now, the last word you take, When set down like letters a word these will make; And the happiest word, too, that e’er smote your “ee.” (E) Anyone discovering the hidden mean ing in this mighty epic is entitled to send in one dollar for the next ten issues of Judge. See coupon at the left on this page comicbooks.com