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# Analysis for Modern Readers This page from *Judge* magazine contains several humor pieces reflecting early 20th-century attitudes: **"Not for Him"** is a gentle joke about a child finding Sunday School boring—comparing it unfavorably to entertainment. **"Told at the Nineteenth Hole"** (golf club anecdotes) includes three stories with period-specific humor. "In the Dark" plays on a double entendre about romantic delay. "Big Game" and "Sudden Darkness" both use offensive racial dialect and stereotypes common to the era, depicting Black Americans in demeaning ways that reflect the magazine's casual racism. "A Pass Fiend" similarly relies on racial caricature and dialect for its punchline. **"Etiquette for Golfers"** offers practical golf advice wrapped in humor. **"A New Record"** is innocent wordplay about a singing canary. The racial content would be considered offensive today; it represents *Judge*'s historical editorial perspective rather than universal values.

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NOT FOR HIM ] Little Raymond’s mother took him to tia Sunday School for the first time. qT He sat in a little red chair looking ; about the big basement and up and ; down the long low tables covered with bright pictures, papers, and colored I crayons. I For a little while he watched the teachers move about, and the children busy themselves with the papers on the tables, then he looked up at his mother with a frown and said, “Let’s go home. I don’t like this show.” Wd i beat hi 4 AN ce He IN as AY PA ia fis ey MMM pe ty ie Bh AY wh iy a ih i an x vat oe y APY Gn Ts OY y, a Seg avin ky Sat Mi i EULA, 4 : iy adh HA na a Wticnrion mini Had BANA fi Waa TOLD AT THE NINETEENTH HOLE IN THE DARK Mrs. Casey noticed in friend hus- band’s face a very queer look. She finally asked, “What’s wrong with you to-night, dear?” “Well, I'd like to know if Ethel is ever going to give that guy Smith her answer,” he replied. “She was supposed to give him her answer to-night,” replied Mrs. Casey. “Why?” “Well, it was time she did,” he said, “she has kept him in the dark long enough.” i; fussy eo AN ei Z cg vyriMtnut — 4 ' AUEL, wading! Male } i Bic iaate He Mb ied RY p i! it waste tagyt i) oui) ny aya ieee ri he ayy Af foes ca ETIQUETTE FOR GOLFERS Do not take a practice swing while your opponent is addressing the ball. Of course you need practice, but he can see that—and it might make make him over-confident. 6 BIG GAME A Southern mountaineer had come down to the crossroads grocery store to do some shopping. The grocer, an in- veterate gossip and the natural news disseminator of the neighborhood, was asking for news. “Nothin’ happened up ouah way lately,” the customer replied. “No weddin’s ner fun’rals?” “No.” “No sick folks or new babies?” “Nuthin’s happened.” “No news at all, I reckon,” persisted. “Nuthin’ to mention, know Ez Clark.” “Reckon I do, he’s kin to my wife's folks. What Ez gone an’ done?” “Oh, nuthin’—only las’ week he shot a nigger that weighed over three hun- dred pounds.” the grocer ‘cept you all SUDDEN DARKNESS Two darkeys out hunting were not having success and when they came to a hole at the base of a cliff they decided to investigate. One of them crawled into the hole, while the other was to keep watch outside for the possible in- habitant of the cave. Sam, on the out- side, was about to go to sleep when a bear started into its quarters. Sam grabbed the bear by the tail and hung on. And soon he heard Mose inside: “Hey, Sam, what darken de hole?” “Lissen heah, niggah! I’s too scared to say, but if de tail-hold slips, you'll see what darken de hole.” A PASS FIEND Two war risk patients occupied ad- joining beds in a colored ward in a veterans’ hospital. One was strong on asking his ward surgeon for passes to go to town, and it finally became a fixed habit with him. One morning, after the usual visit of the medical officer, his buddy turned to him and said: “See here, niggah, when yo’ dies if yo’ ever gets to Heaven yo’ll jest nat- urally weary St. Peter to give you a pass to see what hell looks like.” A NEW RECORD The canary was not singing, but only chirping for some time. Finally the bird decided to sing and the little boy of the house said: “Listen, mother! new record!” The bird put on a