Judge, 1923-11-10 · page 6 of 36
Judge — November 10, 1923 — page 6: what you’re looking at
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# Analysis of Judge Magazine Page The top cartoon depicts a domestic scene where a woman reads a newspaper to a man sitting in a chair, likely commenting on "New Haven" weekend activities. The humor appears to play on marital dynamics and leisure activities. The larger middle cartoon titled "The voice of the masses" shows multiple figures in what appears to be a chaotic crowd scene, with one figure prominently shouting "JOHN!!" The caption suggests this represents public sentiment or collective outcry about someone named John. The "Rattlesnake Flat Notes" section contains local gossip and social commentary, including references to Chinese newspapers, bail situations, and various character observations typical of Judge's satirical small-town reportage. Without clearer historical context about which specific John or events are referenced, the exact political targets remain unclear, though the overall tone mocks urban social pretensions and small-town drama.
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Suspicious Father—What's the idea in running up to New Haven every week-end, Isabel? I suppose you have some end in view? Daughter (demurely)—How clever of you to guess, dad! not an end now; he’s a quarter back, Rattlesnake Flat Notes by Chet Johnson tp Judge Gizzard, who ain't been see- \? ing so good since his specs was busted at the last Democratic convention here, spent chree hours yesterday trying to figure out what time Train Number 110 gets into Rattlesnake Flats on Tuesdays before one of the boys showed him he wasn’t looking at a time table but a Chinese newspaper that Ah Ling, our Celestial laundry, left in the court- room the last time he was up for smoking hop. * * * The pay-day dance down to Seratch Cat Canyon last night was a big success. The evening was spent with black jack, post office, corn likker and brass’ knuckles. Between fights the guests danced and a good time was had by all. . e © Slim Simpkins, who left for Gold Gulch several days ago to deliver half a dozen important pa not returned yet. If he ain’t home by to-morrow a delegation from Rattlesnake Flats will drift over to the gulch to find out how much it'll cost to get him out on bail. es, has Rafael Silberbaum, our local sheik, is being bothered considerably by fli and bees since he started using that nice smelling stuff to make his hair look slick like the moving picture fellers. sas Doctor (breaking the so-called sad news)—You're the father of twins. Optimist—Congratulate me, — Doe! That completely exempts me from the income tax! The voice of the masses. 4 Crawford—It seems impossible to make some women Iv. Crabshaw—Not unless you buy them a lot of furs. Victim of the Jaywalking Habit—1 was. NR D my H ih But he's over themselves decent sae Victim of the Inqu the 1 re Habit—What's You look run ter, old chap? te At Bryn Mawr recently seventy- five girls marched out of a burning dormitory in their nighties, and a dozen firemen were overcome by smoke. At least they said it was smoke. rd Terrible Ass—And how did you like my offensive work this after- noon? Great, wasn’t it? Terribly Bored—Comparativ: But you've improved on it sinc sae The minister’s call was nearly finished, when he remarked with emphasis, “It is deeds, not words, that count.” “Oh, [ don’t know,” responded his hostess, “did you ‘ever send a comicbooks.com