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# Analysis of "Night Magic" Page from Judge Magazine This page features **"Night Magic,"** a poem by Edgar Daniel Kramer illustrated by John Bull. The artwork depicts a romantic couple embracing beneath moonlight and foliage, with the illustration rendered in soft, dreamy style. The poem celebrates nocturnal romance, addressing women by various names (Alice, Anna, Ruth, May) and emphasizing how "night" transforms perception—"All women are lovely within the dark." It's sentimental Victorian-era verse romanticizing female beauty and desire under cover of darkness. The right column contains **"Rattlesnake Flats Notes,"** gossip about a small town, and **"The Ten Best Bets,"** which lists humorous article titles from the magazine itself—typical Judge filler content mixing local humor with self-promotion.

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Night Magic “by Edgar Daniel Kramer Illustration by Johan Bull ‘AR¥ or Molly or Beth or Sue— It matters not when the night steals WE, Eyes that are gray or brown or blue, Rastle of silk or a gingham gown; The night is weet with the falling dew; ‘The gardens are heavy with fragrant musk; As I lean to the rosebud mouth of you, All women are lovely within the dusk. Atice or Anna or Ruth or May— It matters not when the white stars gleam; There comes a magic at close of day, A breath of beauty Love laughs and homelin at walks with dream; s turns away Like shadows fleeing the flaming sparl an above you in passic 's sway, All women are lovely within the dark. The Ten Best Bets by Les Conklin T HE Most striking development in the newspaper profession this year has been the “ten best” cra We hav had the ten best books, the ten best plays and the ten best moving pictures. The idea is an excellent one and should be exploited still further. For povei stricken syndicate writers who are in need of ideas, the following titles are 1: Ten Best Ways to get a Di- By Irene Castle. “My Ten Best Flops.”—By Joe Beck- ett. “The Ten Be: tune Overnight. “My Ten B Sultan of Turl “The Ten Best Ways to Dig for Dia- —By Peggy Joyc Ten Best Speeches.”—By Any “The Ten Best Fords of the Year.”— By Henry & Edsel. Fae Nineteen Hundred and Thirty Mother—Isn't that rather thin for an apron? Daughter—That's not an apron; that’s my new evening gown. Read Another disadvantage of the radio is that you can’t tell the monologist to make it louder and funnier. ead After all an operation is about the only exciting affair a respectable, married woman can enjoy. Rattlesnake Flats Notes by Chet Johnson Wr Bit told us yesterday he is saving up money for a trip back to his old home in Texas, but he ain't sure just when. He just got a letter from his brother, he says, that the sheriff back there was mighty sick and might die any minute, The Idle Hour theater will be open again some time next week. Lem Sparkes, who runs the theater and barber shop, says he has almost got all the holes in the | screen sewed up that was shot out last night when the Mexican horse thieves was getting ready to throw the beautiful girl into the hole full of rattlesnakes just before the soldiers arrived. Old Man Hawkins, who came in from his white mule refinery in Polecat Gulch yesterday slipped and fell in front of the post office last night. He lit on his right hip on a rock and was cut up considerably by some of the pieces of glass where the neck busted. The city marshal reached him in time to save almost half the con- tent b un Slocum’s widow, Babe, that runs the café in the Climax Hotel, has « new talking machine record called “Put Me Off at Buffalo,” which seems to mak« a big hit with all the dude automobile tourists that. stops there to tie on the nose bag. The Bee Hive Sewing and Embroidery Club held a meeting and round-up of gossip at Sarah Sme: sterday. The ladies wouldn't even breathe what they talked about, but they said that if young Lawton and that little snippy red- headed waitress down at the Climax c cars didn’t burn all afternoon they was certainly made of asbestos. The commercial club has started an investigation to find out if Rattlesnake Flats "t entitled to membership in the League of Nations. Jigsaw Hooley, the big lizard that saws on a poor little fiddle when he gets too lazy to do honest work, was bragging up at the Mysterious Maids’ dancing club last night that he could play any tune ever invented, and asked anybody there if there was anything they wanted him to try on his fiddle. Stubnose Murphy handed him an ax. Somebody shot out the lights in time and nobody was hurt. except Jigsaw busted his E string. Lamb, head poet of the Rattlesnake Flats Liters Club, has asked us to publish his latest poem so some Eastern millionaire will get inter- ested in his work: “The little centipede is cute all right, He goes wherever he choose; His pa must be an awful good poker player ‘To keep his little son in shoes.” Raed She is a devoted maid who sympathizes with the admiration that her miscress incites. Dalal The Ladder of Suce $16-a-day bricklayers use. s—The one the comicbooks.com