Judge, 1922-04-29 · page 27 of 36
Judge — April 29, 1922 — page 27: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page collects brief humorous anecdotes from various sources, typical of Judge magazine's format. The cartoons and jokes mock everyday social hypocrisy and human nature: **Key targets:** - **Children's moral contradictions**: A girl prays to be good, then admits God hasn't delivered—satirizing the gap between piety and behavior. - **Parental manipulation**: Boys cynically plan to ask their mother for rewards "for being good"—mocking false virtue. - **Medical profession**: A doctor who makes money from repeat visits; a patient exploits this by calling when the doctor is out. - **Marital dishonesty**: A couple argues over who's lying, with the husband unable to declare his wife dishonest without admitting his own capacity for lying—satirizing marital dynamics and masculine pretense. - **Class and pretense**: A "seedy patient" navigates economic disparities; a woman offers a penny for thoughts, suggesting both poverty and social awkwardness. The satire assumes readers recognize these as universal human flaws—dishonesty, greed, and self-deception—rather than targeting specific political figures or events.
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“You heard me say my prayers last night, didn’t you, nurse?” “Yes, dear!” “And you heard me ask God to make me a good girl?” “Yes!” “Well, He ain’t done Snark’s Annual (London). it."—The After trying unsuccessfully to open the pantry door, one small boy turned to the other and said, “It’s no use, Tommy, not one of those keys will fit.” “All right, then,” said the other, re- signedly, “all we can do is wait until mother comes home and ask her for something for being good boys.”— Boston Transcript. Friend—And are you now out of danger? Convalescent—No, the doctor says he will pay me two or three more visits —Medical Quip. “Is he clever?” “He must be. He doesn’t know any- thing, and yet he manages to hold his job.”—Detroit Free Press. “My gracious! You speak very lightly, sir.” “What can you expect, madam? I do not know how to weigh my words.” —Le Journal Amusant (Paris). “Can I have the five pounds I lent you?” “You can have it next week.” “But you told me that last week.” “Yes. Do you think I am a man to say one “You must get over this habit of extravagance, Bess,” said the anxious father. “You don’t care how you spend money.” “You're right, daddy; I must,” agreed the spendthriftess. “Only last night I caught myself offering Mr. Nobuddie a penny for his thoughts.” — Richmond Times-Dispatch. “Doctor,” said the seedy patient, “I understand you make a reduction in your charges when a person calls at your office several days in succession.” “Yes.” “Good! I’ve been here three times this week and you were out.”—Bir- mingham Age-Herald. “You did!” he charged. “TI did not!” she denied. “You did!” he repeated. “I did not!” she flung back. “Well,” said hubby, “one of us two is a very capable liar. But there is one thing which prevents me from say- ing which one.” “Modesty, I presume,” retorted wife. And he gave up, beaten.—Boston Tran- script. the next!”—London Mail.