Judge, 1923-07-21 · page 26 of 36
Judge — July 21, 1923 — page 26: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page contains five short satirical jokes typical of early 20th-century humor: 1. **"Simple Recipe"**: A woman's weight gain is attributed to doing "nothing"—satirizing idle wealthy women. 2. **Ketchum anecdote**: Mocks social climbing. A crude nouveau-riche man gains fashionable society access through wealth (cutting coupons/dividend checks) despite terrible table manners. The joke: money trumps refinement. 3. **Typist's funeral excuse**: Dark humor about a worker's conditional mourning—she'll attend only if weather permits, suggesting minimal commitment to her aunt. 4. **Sea captain's daughter**: She misunderstands "becalmed" (no wind) as a tire deflation, confusing nautical and automobile terminology. Gentle mockery of women's mechanical ignorance. 5. **Wireless/coat pricing**: Two separate jokes: one about wireless technology's absurdity, another about marking up merchandise enormously from cost. The page reflects period attitudes toward class, gender, and technology with light social satire rather than sharp political commentary.
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A SIMPLE RECIPE “What did you do to get so fat?” “Nothing!"—Nebelspalter (Zurich). sae A ONSERVATIVE old lady was once discussing with her son. aw the what seemed to her curious fact that acertain Mr, Ketchum had been able to effect an entrance into the homes of the fashionable set. “Ino my day,” said the old lac ‘a man with his table manners would not have been consi irable addition to any dinner com- pan. Why, he has no idea how to use his kt nd fork!” “No-o,” said the young man, slowly, “that’s perfectly true; but his ability to eut coupons is such that they overlook his awkwardness with steak, fishand game,” — Philadel phia Ledger. Employer—So you want the afternoon off to go to your aunt’s funeral? Typist—Yes, please, sir—if it doesn’t rain—London Weekly Telegraph. tae A* old sea captain was reproving his daughter for being out 4 » in an automobile with that “lubber,” as he called her i beau. “But, father, we were becalmed,” she exclaimed. ‘You see the wind died down in one of the tires and we had to wait until it sprang up again.”—Montreal Gazette. Rebecca—What shall I charge for this coat? Abraham—Eighty dollars! “a “But it only cost twelve!” “Great Scot, Harris, how did you get down here?” “Very well. Announce that it is sold irrespective “By wireless, you idiot. Can’t you see?”—Passing cost.”—Tyrihans (Christiania). Show (London). comicbooks.com