Judge, 1922-09-16 · page 13 of 36
Judge — September 16, 1922 — page 13: what you’re looking at
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# Judge Magazine Page Analysis This page contains three separate humorous anecdotes satirizing social pretension and human nature: **"After the Fish Course"**: A dialogue joke mocking rural simplicity. A traveler asks directions to "The Blue Mountain House," and a local admits he's never eaten there—suggesting he lacks the sophistication or means to dine at establishments. **The Senator story**: A dinner guest badgers a Senator about foreign policy ("the Eastern Question"). His witty comeback—saying he's currently waiting for "the potatoes"—satirizes how politicians deflect from serious matters with polite evasion. **The Lecturers' Rivalry**: Two academics (Smith and Brown) compete for a child's affection. Brown's attempts to win her with flowers and money fail because she's already impressed by Smith's superior gifts, mocking academic vanity and failed social manipulation. **The Caveman origin story**: A brief final joke suggesting prehistoric origins of mother-in-law complaints, humorously claiming the concept is ancient. The cartoons illustrate these verbal jokes, with the automobile scene drawn by René Clarke showing an early 1900s setting. The humor relies on class distinctions, male ego, and domestic dynamics typical of Judge's satirical approach.
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AFTER THE FISH COURSE “The Blue Mountain House?” “Yeah, ’bout six mile. “We don't know. Be you stoppin’ there?” What sort of a place is it? “T couldn't rightly say. Yer see, I ain't never et there.” T a dinner party recently a well- +X known Senator was seated next t nan who . if somewhat vulg fore jaw than judgment. \fter badgering him beyond the limit of his patience about several political ques- tions she remarked: “And there is the Eastern Question. Why does not the Government adopt a far more vigorous policy there? What, f ample, are you waiting for just no “At the present: moment, Madam,” replied the Senator quietly, “Iam wa for the potatoes.” at head of the biology Middle Western and his wife were strolling one evening across the campus. Almost simultaneously a cricket began to chirp and the college choir to practice in the nearby church. Mrs. X., who had a good car for music, suddenly exclaimed, i that beautiful?” to be shocked by the reply of her husband, whose mind was on ing, “Yes, my dear. They by rubbing their hind PROFESSOR XxX partment. it college, legs together.” WO lecturers, whom we shall call Smith and Brown, were friendly On one occasion, Brown filled ¢ ment in a town in which Smith -cently lectured. He stayed at the same home where Smith had stayed for several day His host and hostess had one a fiv old daughter, who im- mediately became great friends with Mr. Brown. But to his chagrin, her chief topic of conversation was the merits of Mr. Smith, whom she re led as “the greatest man in the world.” Brown de- termined to alienate the young lady's affections. His first step was to pluck a splendid blossom from the flower garden next door and bring it to the little miss, g: Il bet Mr. Smith never gave you a pretty flower like that.” » replied with some scorn, “Why, he me a whole bouquet.” Mr. Brown accepted the temporary defeat, but when a while later he found the little girl sobbing over some childish grief, he took her on his knees, consoled her, and finally took a dime from his pocket and gave it to her, saying: ll Have they a golf course?” “Ll bet Mr. Smith never gave you a dime.” “ the little miss, more ever, “he gave me a "said > than When it came time for Mr. Brown to depart he had made no further progress. So he said good-by to the parents, then lifting the little girl into his arms, he kissed her as gallantly as he could. “Tl ” he said, Mr. Smith No,” replied the mai but he kissed mama.” tote ERE is the original of all the mother- in-law stories in the world. As Mr. Caveman was gnawing at a bone in his cave one morning, Mrs. Caveman rushed in and said: “Quick! Get your club! ick!” “What's the Caveman. “Saber-toothed tiger chasing mother!” gasped his wife. Mr. Ca of annoyance growled Mr. uttered an exclamation “And what the deuce do happens to a saber-toothed comicbooks.com