Judge, 1922-08-26 · page 4 of 36
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# "Sold!" by Norman Anthony This is a short story, not political satire. Freddy Decker searches for a house to buy for his mother in Bronxville. He encounters an old man working on a lawn who claims to represent "A. P. White, Dover Road, Bronxville" real estate. The man directs Freddy to a Colonial house, where a woman greets him—but she turns out to be the old man's daughter. The "joke" relies on a romantic setup: Freddy falls for the girl at first sight, and the story implies he'll "buy" not just the house but win the girl as well. This reflects 1920s-era romantic comedy tropes where courtship and consumer transactions overlap humorously.
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