Judge, 1923-07-07 · page 29 of 36
Judge — July 7, 1923 — page 29: what you’re looking at
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This page presents a sentimental poem by Thomas B. Lambert celebrating roadside gas station attendants as modern hermits serving automobile travelers on state highways. The poem romanticizes this humble occupation—men who "peddle gas" and "cater to the can"—as a form of simple, dignified living. The accompanying cartoons are unrelated jokes: one depicts a conductor's exaggerated wind-up (comparing orchestral conducting to baseball pitching), and another shows a giraffe complaining about receiving children's rompers instead of an adult bathing suit. The page is dominated by period advertisements for music instruction, patent services, and remedies—typical Judge magazine content. The satire's target is unclear, though the poem may gently mock either the romanticization of menial labor or changing American car culture circa 1910s-1920s. The context suggests this reflects early automotive era attitudes.
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of the Road by Thomas B. Lambert HERE are hermit souls that live with- drawn in the peace of their self- content There are souls like stars that dwell apart in a fellowless firmament. There are pioncer stars that drive their cars Where the highways never ran, road And peddle gas to man. Let me live in a house on the State Highway where a stream of cars go by; The cars that are good, the cars that are bad Oh, good or bad, what care 1? Ruggs—I’ve had a miserable time with water on the knee. Scruggs—Why not wear pumps? wee I smile not at their make nor their shape, Both parts of an orderly plan. let me live in my hut by the State Highway And cater to the can. Strange, isn’t it, that hush money talks just as loud as the other kinds? Pad Atte college the boy took the matter 2 of his future up with father, himself a well-known writer. “T want to write and I want to draw and I don’t know which I ought to do.” “Well you've got two hands,” answered “Why not do both?” rnd I know there are mud roads on ahead and hills of wearisome height, That the cars turn back from rutted track And head for home at night. So Tam gay when the tourists play And weep with those who moan, Nor dwell in my hut by the State Highway Like a man who lives alone. the the wise ancient. Willie (watching conductor of orchestra energetically directing)—What a great wind-up he'd have for a pitcher! LY The Giraffe—I asked for a bathing suit, not kids’ rompers! 27 The Filling Station by the Side! But let me live in a hut by the side of the | ish every- sons St. Kalamazoo, Mich. Gibson Book__ Banjo Portfolio, ‘Tell me how to get your book on How to C a Mandolin Orchestra and give full information about { ]Mandotin Guitar. f ]fello-Ranie UarnGutar f Guitar fang Mar jando-Bass {| Mandots {| Mando-Getlo aio! Mi Tes Name. Addre Check here. if teacher. The Smarting Pain and Disfigurement of Sunburn Soothed gently by applying “Inentholatum Write for free sample Mentholatum Co., Buffalo, N. ichita, Kana, You can this simpli zi Schoo! Co inside two years. Meets all requirements for e trance to college and the leadi And. thirty-six other prac Free Bulletin. Send forit TODAY, AMERICAN SCHOOL ry work.’ Pay $2.27 and postage to postman on delivery. ENTS, WRITE for illustrated guide book AT! S. and “RECORD OF INVENTION BLANK." Send model or sketch and description of invention for our free opinion of its patentable nature. Highest References. Prompt Service. Reasonable Terms VICTOR J. EVANS & CO., 813 Ninth Washington, D. C. comicbooks.com