Judge, 1921-08-27 · page 22 of 36
Judge — August 27, 1921 — page 22: what you’re looking at
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This page from *Judge* magazine collects short humorous anecdotes and jokes satirizing various professions and social situations. The main content focuses on the "Doctors" section, which mocks physicians through several scenarios: **The Doctors Jokes** ridicule physicians for: - Being overly concerned with patients' diets (yet not inviting them to dinner) - Demanding advance payment before treatment - Offering vague diagnoses that blame patients' diets, then charging fees - Making absurd nutritional conclusions (confusing "pig iron" with actual pork consumption) **"Dead Man's Corner"** cartoon depicts tourists at a famous accident location, satirizing how dangerous roads gain notoriety, attracting more accidents—suggesting ironic logic in naming hazardous spots. The other brief jokes mock wealth disparities, advice-passing, tax confusion, and jury selection bias regarding property ownership. The final cartoon shows a maid following a doctor's "vapor bath" orders literally—creating household chaos—a slapstick joke about misinterpreting medical advice. The humor relies on wordplay, logical absurdities, and class observations typical of early 20th-century American satire.
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Guide: GONE OVER THE EDGE. Guide OT ON YOUR LIFE, MISTER! q NONE sO BLIND, ETc.—Kloseman HY —I didn’t see you in church last Sun- day. Keen—Don’t doubt it. the collection—Boston Transcript. I took up Harp Up—‘“Are you going to spend } the summer at the seaside?” } “No; I fear I should not enjoy my- self.” j “Why not?” | “Well, I haven’t anything to spend except the summer.”—Edinburgh Scotsman. 5 | KEEPS IT IN CIRCULATION — “I never refuse advice, however humble the source.” “Do you always act on it?” “No, I pass it on to the next per- son I meet.”—Boston Transcript. WHat Hurt THE Most—Blondine —What did you mean when you said | you wouldn’t wear a pair of sixteen dollar shoes because the tacks hurt you? Brunetta—You got me _ wrong, cearie, I said tax.—Youngstown Tele- gram, DECIDED HITCH—“I see they’re having trouble getting a jury in that landlord and tenant case.” “Yes, one side won’t take any man who owns a house.” “And the other side?” “Won’t accept any man who rents one.” —Louisville Courier-Journal. A Corner on Renown THIS YERE’S THE FAMOUS DEAD MAN'S CorNeER. Tourist—BUT SURELY THE ROAD COULD BE WIDEN. THE MORE THE CORNER GETS!—Passing Show (London). MORE’N THIRTY AUTOMOBILES HEV 2 Sounp Borrowers—“The United States has a telephone for every eight inhabitants.” “Then I’m not getting a square deal.” “Huh!” “More people than that are using mine.”—Detroit Free Press. ALL IN—“I hear that Crimson Gulch’s big gaming resort has been closed.” “Yes,” Sam. “The police got busy at last!” “’Twern’t the police. Cactus Joe had a winnin’ streak—Washington Star. replied Three-Fingered CCIDENTS THERE 1S, THE MORE FAMOUS A MISUNDERSTOOD PROFESSION — Wife—The doctor was very particu- lar about knowing what we have to eat. Husband—Wonder why? Does he expect us to invite him to dinner? —Minneapolis Tribune. A RECOMMENDATION—“I saw the doctor you told me to see.” “Did you tell him I sent you?” “Yes, I did.” “What did he say?” “He asked me to pay in advance.” —Journal of the American Medical Association. THE RESULT—“The fright that you had troubled the action of the heart. which in turn impeded the circula- tion of the blood, hence your sick- ness.” “What will be the result?” “Ten dollars, please.”—Pearson’s Weekly (London). FROM THE DOocTorR’s PRACTICE— “Don’t you feel well?” “No! I think I have too much iron in my blood?” | “Do you eat much meat?” | “Yes, I eat a lot of meat.” “Beef?” “Yes.” “Well, Pork?” “Yes, lots of pork.” “There you are! Pig iron!”— Journal of the American Medical Association. there’s iron in beef By Advice of the Hot-Air Artist Maid—It’s ALL RIGHT M’AM. —Le Rire (Paris). Mistress—Goop LorD, EVANGELINE, HAVE YOU GONE MAD? I’M FOLLERIN’ THE DOCTOR'S ORDERS TO TAKE VAPOR BATHS.