Judge, 1921-03-26 · page 8 of 32
Judge — March 26, 1921 — page 8: what you’re looking at
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# Judge Magazine Page Analysis This page contains three distinct pieces satirizing 1920s American social life: **"The Defense Rested"** depicts marital dynamics—a wife ambushes her late-arriving husband with accusations and threats (including potential mayoral nomination), delivering a lengthy complaint before he simply falls asleep, rendering her "prosecution" moot. The satire targets nagging wives and the futility of domestic arguments. **"The Puritan"** is a poem celebrating austere morality and religious observance, paradoxically revealed as motivated by attraction to a woman named Belinda rather than genuine piety. It mocks self-righteous Puritanism as hypocritical cover for worldly desires. **"Dreams"** presents a brief joke about poverty: a poor man (Harduppe) wouldn't know what to do with a million dollars because his bad luck would prevent him from keeping it. **"Raiment"** praises 1921 Spring fashion, comparing contemporary women's costumes favorably to historical glamorous dress—a light fashion commentary. The cartoons reflect typical Judge content: domestic comedy, social hypocrisy, and fashion humor aimed at middle-class readers.
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, Z Halla LGA Drawn by Cuesten I. Gane How “How BEAUTIFULLY YOU MANAGE your HUSBAND! bo You po IT? “Very simpce. | HAVE SAVED ALL HIS LOVE LETTERS AND WHEN HE GETS BALKY I THREATEN TO READ THEM TO HIM.” The Defense Rested By Katureine Necury | ME SHANIGAN inserted his key quietly; walked softly | with his rubber heels and crept cautiously into bed. All his precautions were in vain. Mrs. Shanigan had been awake listening and waiting for him. She told him she sup: posed he had been working at the office again; that she did not believe that story or any other he had ever told her; that she did not have to put up with him; that she could have a Career; that even now the committee was waiting to see if she would accept the nomination for Mayor; thai she had been warned against him; that she was not now the foolish senti- mental girl she was when she married him; and then a deep snore showed that The defense rested. Now everyone knows the prosecution should rest first; so Mrs. Shanigan jabbed Mr. Shanigan with her cibow; shook him; fussed, fu scolded and wept; but it was of no use. He slept on, so The prosecution also rested. Drawn by Banksoace By These Presents Ske (to su soles; undressed silently; and The Puritan By Jessie Berrs Hawrswick ITH these stern statutes I've no fault to find, They irk me not, though bitter-blue they be Above the town is heaven's promise kind, In tranquil azure smiling down on me. In church my restive neighbor fumes and frets While I, contented, sit the service through | Belinda wears my knot of violets, ) Their gracious fragrance steals across the pew | THOSE SOUTHERN GIRLS Love is a gift; marriage a token; divorce I a souvenir, How po you Because you've improvep so! Let others flout the barren afternoon j The silent highway and the empty links; ] For me its fleeting hours end too soon, When down the west relentless Phoebus sinks. Ah, no, these rigid laws I'd not revise; I would not seck to change their somber hue The sky, the violet, Belinda’s eyes | Divinely vary the prevailing blue. | Then do your ruthless worst, my Brother-man, Your straitened Sabbath wakes no wrath of mine! I Each week my heart—a happy Puritan | Keeps Sunday wholly at Belinda’s shrine. Dreams Borrowell—What would you do if you had a million dollars? Harduppe—Oh, I suppose it would be just my luck to wake up. Raiment Not Solomon’s Glad Rags nor Sheba’s nor those of the Casars’ Wives, the French Empire Grandams, the later Goddesses of Opera Bouffe nor the Last Follies can compare with the costumes of our 1921 Spring Pea-chicks | ust returned from Palm Beach)—You've wren MAKING Love To KNow? comicbooks.com