Judge, 1921-11-26 · page 6 of 36
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# Analysis of Judge Magazine Page The main illustration shows a child and a turkey, captioned "He needs a little pepper, too." This appears to be a simple domestic humor piece rather than political satire—depicting a child's innocent, perhaps mischievous observation about seasoning poultry. The page primarily contains light humor and jokes rather than political content: - "The Reason" and "Why It Was" offer humorous explanations for everyday matters - "Mere Medicine," "Let There Be Light," and "The Spur" are brief comedic dialogues - "The Hoe-down" is a poem by Minna Irving celebrating rural Ozark dancing culture A small illustration at bottom right by Gardner O. Rea shows diners, captioning a joke about trouser-pressing. This page represents Judge's entertainment and humor content, not political or social satire.
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The Hoe-down By MINNA IRVING O# these shimmy-shakin’ soirees In the city cabarets, May be fine for them as likes ’em, I was raised to different ways. Fox-trot, waltz, and crazy tango They are good enough, all three, But a hoe-down in the Ozarks Is the only dance for me. Fiddle squawkin’, dust a-flyin’, Gals dressed up in calico; Fellers hob-nailed boots a-poundin’, One-two-three an’ off you go. Nary swaller-tail a-flappin’, Nor a next-to-nuthin’ gown, In the little old red school-house Where we used to hoe it down. Kerosene lamps in shaky brackets, Candles fastened in their drip; Babies sleepin’ in their buggies, Old folks p n’ quiz and quip; An’ the fiddler still a-fiddlin’, And the winders open wide, An’ the crickets an’ the bullfrogs Playin’ just as hard outside. He needs a little pepper, too. The Reason “But why is it called the Stock Ex- change?” “Because, Ethelbert, it is made up of so many animals—bulls, bears, lambs, wolv yellow dogs, wild c and lame ducks. There are plenty of monkeys there too, because, dear boy, a broker can make a monkey out of a trader any time he so desires.” Why Tt Was Dyer—Wyld actually looks as if he were growing smaller. Ryer—Not surprising. He always shrinks from duty. Still With Us Howard—The nightcap is extinct. Jay—True, but the wet blanket is still with us. Mere Medicine “The doctor has allowed you case of beer, hubby.” “Oh. joy!” “No joy about it. You'll have take it with a medicine dropper.” Let There Be Light Mrs. Dashaway—When I give a dinner party I always have candelabra on the table. Mrs. Pneurich—Good gracious! I wouldn’t think of having a sin- gle canned thing on my table. The Spur Howard—How long have you earned the big salary you're get- ting? Jay—Ever since another man tried to take away my job. 4 Home at daybreak through the laurels Hummin’ as you go a tune, Jingle Bells Ah! My feet afar have wandered But they're itchin’ now to be At a hoe-down in the Ozarks, That’s the only dance for me. Answered “What did George Washington do?” asked the fond mother of her four-year-old boy who had told a sto: emote from fact. “Why, he told the truth and then died,” replied the youngster. All Rot! Howard—Schuyler has a beautiful painting, “Surf-bathing in Ru fas i —All rot! Serfs never a to The man who has nothing to do is always on the job. Drawn by Gaxpnek O. REA. “Young man, my trousers need pressing, and since you have evidently made up your mind to stay here for some time, would you mind making yourself useful by sitting on them?”