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# "Told at the 19th Hole" - Judge Magazine Page Analysis This page from *Judge* magazine collects humorous anecdotes and brief poems centered on golf, presented as stories told at a golf club's 19th hole (the bar). The content includes: **Main humor:** - A satirical poem claiming George Washington was skilled at golf, with puns ("teed the Hessians up / And drove them o'er the pond") - Golf-specific jokes mocking duffers' delusions (thinking heaven is where bad golfers can qualify) - A dark joke about a golfer who dies and finds hell has no golf clubs ("That's the hell of it") - Social commentary disguised as aphorisms (about honesty, sportsmanship, and modern life) **The satire targets:** - Golfers' pretentiousness and self-delusion - Romantic sentimentality (poems about longing and lost love) - Prohibition-era hypocrisy (jokes about "liquid solace" in cities like Montreal) - Marriage as mundane ("curfew bell") The overall tone is lighthearted mockery of upper-class golf culture and romantic conventions.

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Edwin Levick Hotta most errors shun, But they are somewhat off In claiming that George Washington Was ignorant of golf. The cherry tree alone should tell His prowess with the wood And many foemen reckoned well His iron shot was good. We claim that George deserved a cup Most other men beyond: “Twas he who teed the Hessians up And drove them o'er the pond. It’s true one weakness in his game Made all his scoring high; But here his nature was to blame— He couldn't tell a lie. * ‘ * A man may grin or growl under defeat and be a good loser, but he must not whine or sulk. . * * The finest golf club in the world isn’t worth anything unless good-comradeship is an honorary member. * * Charles Hanson Towne declares that the greatest case of anticlimax is when a man asks you to have some champagne and then adds the word—cider. ‘ * . In this land of law against. pra you can order pretty like. w and order there is a tically everything, but much what you * * * What your. favorite story? H. J. Hughes, Low’s partner, says his is the one wut the golfer who died and took the elevator going down. The devil welcomed him and showed him over the most beautiful course he had ever scen. The golfer was delighted. “Where inquired. “The devil. are the clubs?” he rt any,” said the hat’s the hell of it.” . + * The best stop-watch ever in- vented is of no use to a golfer in timing his swing. | * * ¢ Ke Members of the gossips union never ask pay for overtime. . Told at the 19th Hole by Walter Trumbull Piping Rock Golf Club, Scre here is my work scattered widely, Lord save us, there's plenty to do! Then why am I sittin’ here idly— Thinkin’ of you? By night, when the still stars are gleamin’, By day, when the fine skies are blu Teatch myself constantly dreamin’— Thinkin’ of you. Tf the blessed Pearl Gates, I am fearin’, Should open so I could slip through, I stand there not seein’ or hearin’— Thinkin’ of you. * * * Law is something which may forbid, but never can in itself prevent. * * * The average golfer regards heaven as a place where the duffer can qualify. * * ‘ Hope promises some far country where we may find expression for that which we vainly tried to say in this inarticulate world, * * * the in Sing Sing but that isn’t what they for. Many of write poctry were sent th convicts + * & Peace has made great progress. [thas got the generals’ uniforms off most every- body except hotel doormen. * * «+ N ALL cities far and nea You can find a place of cheer, Where there's liquid solace secretly con- trived at, But the cities which enthrall Are those, such as Montreal, Where the open bottle’s openly arrived at. —~, c ewes! “Look, darling, some one is helping us build our little home. 6 New York, N. Y. KNEW a girl from Ishpeming, A dainty lass and ne Her father was a lemon king, But she, as sugar, sweet. We met at evening in the park To wander here and there; But could not keep our meetings dark, For she was far too fair. At thought of her, tears—happy tears Of gratitude run free. Because, though married many years, She didn’t marry me. * * «* Before the ceremony he thinks of her as the belle of the ball. Later on he comes to regard her as a curfew bell. * «* * One of the most remarkable things in this world is the number of people who are afraid to be happy. * * + For the blind there is no fire except when they are near enough to feel the heat of the flame, * * * There was a young girl from Decatur Met a golfer who hastened to date her For a game, but his trust ‘as misplaced, for she bust His pet club—and, gosh, how he did hate her! * * « Youth is the time when the wise store up memories for the winter of + *# «* The time a woman picks to grow thirsty is in a crowded theater seven seats in from the aisle. + * «€ Many wait until the suit worn out and then conclude that it would be a waste of money to pay the tailor. ~ || - # * ¢# It’s hard to decide, nowadays, whether theman whooffers you the first drink is generous or cautious. Often it is easier to forgive our | enemies than to excuse our friends. * * * The only thing for which life furnishes sufficient time is grow- ing old. * * * who cultivate work at it Even_ those sweet disposition ne all the time.