Judge, 1921-11-19 · page 33 of 36
Judge — November 19, 1921 — page 33: what you’re looking at
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This page contains poetry, short humorous quips, and advertisements typical of early 20th-century Judge magazine. **"Release"** by Louise Saunders Perkins is a Romantic poem contrasting safe confinement with dangerous freedom—the speaker's house is destroyed, yet she celebrates the liberation of experiencing nature's wild elements and starlight, accepting the attendant perils (wolves). The brief jokes satirize contemporary social attitudes: "Love Divine" plays on the irony of theology students; "Cellar Hunt" is a pun about plumbers seeking leaks (with wordplay on alcohol prohibition); "The Business Instinct" mocks automotive conversion of horse stables into garages as practical modernization; "Another Hobby" suggests a husband's interest has shifted from automobiles to home-brewed alcohol (likely referencing Prohibition era). The final cartoon shows an uncle testing a "sub-deb" (young debutante) on the three R's (reading, 'riting, 'rithmetic). Her answer conflates "R's" with oysters—suggesting ignorance or flirtatiousness. Advertisements for Waterman fountain pens and Piso's cough syrup occupy significant space.
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rly, ely; incy ome > ini? ck Release By LOUISE SAUNDERS PERKINS ype a house, a tiny house, So pretty and so warm. And only faintly, through its walls, J heard the wind and storm. I wandered up and down inside And sang—nor knew the world was wide. Then lightning struck, like a dagger thrust, And tore my house apart! With a thousand whips, the wild rain stung And cruel the cold! My heart Choked with terror as, all alone, I groped my way from the tumbled | stone. But oh, to run with the pouring wind, To know the dark blue night, To watch appear, o’er folded hills, The first star’s lovely light, Were worth the cold—worth even fear When furtive wolves come lurking near. Better than sitting by the fire, All bundled up in shawls, Than safety in a little house, With silly papered walls, Is beauty, on a dangerous height, In green woods, dark and still, Though there, I know, do lean wolves spring— To kill! Love Divine “The man making love under that beach umbrella is a divinity stu- dent.” “Who is the divinity?” Cellar Hunt “Plumber, what are you hunting for?” “The leak.” “Here’s the leak. I have no liquor.” 9 PISO'S Safe & Sane For Coughs and Colds Insist on it | by name This syrup is different from all others. Pleasant — gives quick relief. Contains 0 opiates—good for young and old. 3§¢ per bottle everywhere ce Wy te to-night! Waterman’s Ideal aVaterinarco 191 Bway, NY. Boston, Chicago, Sanfrancisco The Business Instinct “I suppose he locked the stable door after the horse was stolen.” “Not he. He turned the place into a garage.” Another Hobby “Does your husband spend as much time as he used to with his auto- mobile?” “No, it’s his home-brew, now.” Uncle—I suppose you know your three “R’s”? Sub-Deb—Haven’t they something to do with oysters? 31