Judge, 1923-06-02 · page 13 of 36
Judge — June 2, 1923 — page 13: what you’re looking at
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# Judge Magazine Page Analysis This page satirizes women's perspective on horse racing, particularly through the character Laura. The central joke is that while Laura loves the *aesthetic* elements of racing—jockeys' colorful shirts, the starter's yellow flag—she remains bewildered by its practical mechanics and rules. The humor stems from gender stereotypes of the era: Laura falls in love with Starter Cassidy's yellow flag (wanting to preserve it rather than see it dropped in dirt), questions illogical details (why drop a flag to signal timers?), and asks absurd questions (whether horses are scratched due to fleas, why track restaurants don't serve "filly mignon"). The cartoons at bottom ("At the half," "In the stretch," "Finish") appear to show comic facial expressions, likely illustrating reactions to racing outcomes. The satire gently mocks both female racegoers' naïveté about racing and the condescending male attitude toward women's participation in the sport.
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led the entrants to the post at most of the well-known tracks), the brilliant shirts of the jockeys, the bright yellow flag of the starter. Even the most peaceful female loves a riot of color nd she finds it at the race track. We almost lost Laura the day her eye lit ona shirt of beautiful sky blue silk with plura color leurs de lys that was hang- ing on the clothes line in front of the weighing-in station at Aqueduct. — If we hadn't promised to buy a shirt like that she'd have waited there until its jockey-owner claimed it and she'd have proposed to him on the spot. The inconsistency of the girl! Three times a week she upbraids us for extrav- ice and here she was aking us promise to buy a silk shirt. — The ¢ way out would have to swipe the one lines We ¢ Jed this... . Dear, ne had no scruples. The thought occurred, howev that a size twelve neckband would never fit. Laura is in love with Starter Cassidy's yellow flag. Cassidy, perhaps the best known of starters, has sent away hundreds of horses with this flag in all parts of the country. Others may ery, “They're of when Cassidy sends it fluttering turfward but what Laura has to say is that it’s a pity so lovely a flag has to be dropped in the dirt. Cassidy ought to wave the real one and drop a crepe paper one. Still, for a flag that’s been dropped so many times it keeps pretty clean. We'd like to own siest At the half. The difficulties of getting information regarding a sure thing. a tie of the same material. Our ties spot too easily. We dont own a singh that doesn’t stain when we permit. the end of it to drop into the coffee. Though women understand horse rac ing well enor to know which horsc winning, especially in a race where some abitious sprinter is a dozen le ahead, few of ‘om understand why, after the barrier is sprung (as soon as this is done the horses start running), it is neces- sary to drop a flag. We once spent an hour explaining to Laura that when the horses break from the barrier they are a few yards behind the starting line and that when the starting line is reached the flag is dropped as a signal to the timers In the stretch. il to start timing the ra Our explanation left Laura puzzled, or unimpressed. We're not sure which. At any rate, her manner in- dicated that she thought this all a very complicated process and that a better method of starting a race would be to line up the and simply have holler, “Gid- horses some dap!” But Laura might well he a more trying racegoer. She has asked us whether a horse is seratch- never ed because he has. fleas. Or why the race track restaurants don't serve Ceaurres and filly mignon. And for this we are grateful. Amie that always £2 evokes an “Isn't this wonderful!” from the girl who is seeing the races for the first time is the fact that at the booth where ficld glasses rented (unlike the custom at many a theater where opera glasses are rented) no deposit is required. You simply the dollar rental cha your # andy Chance taking is in the air, And the system works. Bobby Clifford, who runs the field glass rental booths at a number of the leading race tracks will tell you that he hardly ever loses a pair of “Sometimes they absent-mindedly walk off with ‘em,” he'll tell you, “but a few days later we get fem back.” But perhaps it is only natural that no one should want to take B iu . Successful bettors don’t need “em ¢ srs are too disgusted to want “em. cat sce their horses with a telescope, much less a mere pair of field g What a girl wants with field at the race track, though, is beyond us. The only thing Laura uses ‘em for is to find out whether Mrs. Dusenberger at the other end of the stand is with that strange man who is sitting beside her. They seem to be talking! And she just married to Billy Dusenberger! What a world! horse pay Finish.