Judge, 1921-10-22 · page 5 of 36
Judge — October 22, 1921 — page 5: what you’re looking at
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# Analysis of "The Wanderlust" This appears to be a humorous illustrated story about golf rather than political satire. The sketch shows figures at what looks like a golf club entrance or doorway. The accompanying text is a first-person narrative about a woman learning to play golf. She describes her struggles with the sport's basics—proper stance, how to hold the club, and fundamentals—in colloquial, self-deprecating language. The narrator mentions her "kaddy" (caddy) attempting to teach her, with mixed results. The satire here is social rather than political: it gently mocks amateur golfers (particularly women) trying to learn the game, their instructors' frustrations, and the general confusion of beginners confronting golf's technical demands and terminology.
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Off of Golluf for Life by punkin, the offis boy last sat. p.m. when i diddent hav to werk was a gloreyus day for me. i went to the klub howse to kaddy & got mary morgen. miss morgen i says, pleshure to kaddy for you. mebbe you wunt think so when you get thru she says. that bag is hevvy, (whitch it was with everthing in it but a table spoon) & i am a beginer she says. whitch i’ll say she was. how do i start she says. jus bild up a littel hil of sand i says, whitch gollufers call aT. whitch she did. she got 9 or 10 handfulls of sand & made a wonderfull T, elaborit & graseful like herself. it stood nee high & at the top of it she stuk her this is a The Wanderlust thum to make a plase for the ball to set on. whitch it did, kalm & peesefull. now what do i do, s she. wel, i says, you see that littel flag doun abowt a 1 of a mile in the korner? that flag i say s stuk on a stik & the stik is stuk in a littel hole abowt 4” big into whitch you are suposed to nock the ball off of that there T with wun of the klubs. she giv the ball a derty look & says, i'll try. whitch she did. & in 7 or 8 strokes had com- pletely demolished that fine big T & the ball was stil setting in the rooins, kalm & peeseful. then mister rodybaw come swager- ing up. mary he says, mary, let me show you how it shood ought to be done. so he took a stanse. (NO. a stanse is not a klub like a mashey or putter. a stanse is the way gollufers stand for a kuppel days after they hav had a lessen from the profeshunel.) & wiggeld his driver all around, & pulled it bak finely for a 250 yd. drive when jus at that minnit miss morgen yels, ‘ NOCK IT A MILE sho yels. whitch made him fizzel his drive & he nocked the ball into the ruff. miss morgen he says, if it wassent you beeing a lady i wood be tempted to say that that was a heluva thing to do. what? she inosently asks. talking when i was driveing. cant you talk in golluf? not when ennybuddy going to nock the ball, cr getting reddy to nock the ball. you must stand per- feckly stil & NOT SAY A WERD. kaddy she says to me, throw them klubs away. i’m off of golluf for life. comicbooks.com