Judge, 1921-03-05 · page 19 of 32
Judge — March 5, 1921 — page 19: what you’re looking at
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This page from the satirical magazine *Judge* contains multiple short humorous anecdotes and jokes typical of early 20th-century American humor. **"A Surprised Butcher"** satirizes customer shrewdness: a woman buys a shinbone for 50 cents, then asks the butcher to cut off the knuckle. When he offers to sell her the remaining bone for 40 cents, she points out the removed piece would only be worth 10 cents—exposing the butcher's illogical pricing. She refuses the inflated price, and the butcher, amused by her logic, sells her the original knuckle for 10 cents anyway. The other brief anecdotes mock domestic life: wives' cooking causing husbands indigestion; grocer excuses for potato prices; a homemade cake so dense it sinks ducks; and marital awkwardness. **"G.O.D."** appears to be an illustrated joke about social situations, though details are unclear from the image. The **"Wittzes"** section contains short quips about advertising, dancing, discretion, and phonographs—typical period humor targeting middle-class social conventions and relationships. The overall tone reflects turn-of-the-century American magazine humor: domestic comedies, consumer mockery, and gender-based jokes.
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— A Surprised Butcher—A\ digniticd g woman stepped up to an attrac ti »king showcase in the meat mar ket, and after she had bought: several yany shin-bone that I could Just the thing,” responded — the clerk as he took up a long shin knuckle and balanced it on his “What is it worth?” asked the woman “Just a half-dollar,” said he. It is such a large piece, would you mind cutting it at the joint?” Sure, L will,” he replied Miter cutting off the large knuckle he again balanced the long, slim shinbone on his hand and said “You may have this for forty cents.” The woman looked at the piece for a moment, then at the knuckle and said Is that piece you cut off worth only ten cents? The clerk hesitatingly replied Yes, madam.” * All right.” said the woman, “Tl take that knuckle.” The clerk waited a moment, looked at the woman, then actually laughed aloud. But he was game and willingly wrapped up the ten-cent soup bone.— Indiana polis Tried and Found Wanting—Sic You liked my cooking well cnough just after we were married Me—Ves; but 1 didn’t have dyspepsia then.—Boston Transcript Seasonable Excuses— When potatocs were $1.25 per peck last year the grocer apologized, adding, “But my dear sir The new these are the new potatoes!” Is are now So.s0. Next winter, when $1.25, he will say, “ But my dear are the old potatoes!” —The Shoe Retailer Skill Explained— Young Wife—Your mother a fine cook? I don’t believe it. I've heard that your father was a chronic dyspeptic. Husband — Well, that’s all right; mother learned by practicing on father Boston Transcript. Heavier Than Poundcake—A coun try housewife of good intentions but Vicar—You SuOULD GET A MODERN CYCLE Jokn—Meuut LINGS AT MY ®, BUT r you with little culinary knowledge decided t try her hand at cake making. The re was somewhat on the heavy side, a after offering it to the various members of the household she threw it to the ducks in disgust \ short time tapped at her door. “Say, missus,” ducks have sunk!” Telegraph afterward two boys they shouted, “your Pittsburg Chronicle “LTHINK 11's $0 SILLY THROWING Kisses; pon’t you?” He—Ratuer, By {I LIVER THE GooDs FER TO DI Too Old to Change His Ways ow Twounn we very s CH EASIER FOR YOU T LARN PRIDE OND 0” THEM TARNAT Overlooked a Bet Bob Faylor (hold ing a post-mortem) All I needed was a king to Jack Potter (interrupting snappishly Well, why didn’t. you Swiss newspaper?—Buff dvertise in a | lo Express Interested— “Do you see that chromo over there in the blue dress?” asked the man of a stranger standing next to him ila party “Yes,” replied the man addressed, with interest “Let me give you a quict tip. She's a lemon. She walked all over my feet Don’t try to dance with her.” | “T'm not likely to. You see, she’s my wife!” — Yonkers Statesman Di: cretion—"' He's so discreet “Yep. Never shoots off his mouth about anybody until he knows none of his best friends are present." —Lowiseille Courier-Journal Ensuring Peace—“ I've borrowed our neighbor's phonograph for this evening.’ “Giving a party?” “No, but by thunder, have one quiet evenin winter.” —Boston Transcript. comicbooks.com