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# Analysis of Judge Magazine Page This page contains "Adville Gossip" (social commentary) and two unrelated cartoons. The top section mocks local social figures with small-town scandal: Kelly Springfield staying with Lotta Miles, Ed Chesterfield losing a cigarette package, Eddie Gillett needing a razor blade, and Joe Durant modifying his Ford. These appear to be inside jokes for Judge's contemporary readership. The main cartoon depicts a car with the caption "What did you go around in, par?" / "Mrs. Nouveau—Ethel! Don't say par; say popper!" This satirizes nouveau riche (newly wealthy) pretension—specifically someone mispronouncing "par" (golf term) as "popper," mocking social climbers' affected speech and their ostentatious automobiles. The right column, "How Mr. Pepys Might Have Picked Up a Little Money on the Side," appears to be a separate piece about a character's various small commercial ventures.

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Adville Gossip Ke Sprincrietp has been keeping pretty steady company with Lotta Miles this winter. The other night Kelly stayed pret te and Lotta’s Pa velle downstairs, “It's time to retire, Lotta! Kelly wuz awful mad. t+ * 4 Ed Chesterfield, Chet » Camel h Jc Piedmont and 1a mile walking race Satur Camel won the prize, a package f cigare Ed Chesterfield) wuzn't satisfied with the decision. Eddie Gillette cut himself shaving the other day. He sed he's going to sue the Palm Olive Shaving Cream. people be- cause they the credit for the razor being sharper. Eddie bled terrible but Mentholatum saved his life. * * * Velvet Joe was seized right smart with indigestion last Tuesday, but six drops of Bell-Ans fixed him up slick. Joe sez he thought it wuz the Van Camp beans he ate at Mrs. Ralston’s party. + * * The Smith brothers. celebrated their the ndth in the magazines last Thurs« Lydia Pinkham sed it wuz some party and that the cough drops flowed like water. and Mark appearan rac * * * Durant tried some Sloan's Lini- ment on his Ford the other day to loosen The candy is Jouxsox's, the French ac “What! More candy, Marie! “Oui, mam’selle. you call zee all day sucker!” up his unive fine. some next, 1 joint and he sez it worked Joe sez he’s going to try putting Musterole in’ his transmission * * * Etta Munsingwear bought herself some silk stockings last week. The first time she came out on Main street with them it wuz terrible windy and some smart aleck yelled, “You just know she wears em!" Moon car used. “What did you go around in, par?” Mrs. Nouveau—Ethel! Don’t say par; say popper! I think M’sieur Sapp eez what How Mr. Pepys Might) Have Picked Up a Little Money on the Side U' hetimes with my ringit Ever-Ready seemin, but methought perch hie Palm Olive To the office inomy Essex petrol wagon, after a hearty breakfast of TeO. Beech Big Ben So to shave, my trusty fin my ears Mnaccustomed sharp re the eredit: did in the Shaving Cream wat Bacon and Maxwell House Cotter which TE vow is good to the hist drap: Thard ato my stint all the Hinge with ty Enderwood and: signings miiny letters With my new Watermain Bountain Met G. Welp, the advertiser Tin for Tineh and ate ham wid soto an heartily of More Bond bread Phenee to tabucconist's where Ppurehased a enetot of Lucky Strike enauette and an one Pemnee Albert forimy Dunhill Sete the office again and was amazed when iy Vilgin inte ine “Ewa six aveloek. Se: home int sex amd did) stop for sone Secony petrol and Mobiloil A. whieh 1 deem a perfect lubricant. To Titiany’s and selected some Community: Phite for my wife's birthday. She, poor wreteh, Was overanxious atomy delay and much put out because the Purity Cross creamed chicken had burned. Se to a theater where Twas seized with such a fit: of coughing TL fain would have left the auditorium had not my w box of Smith Brothers cou: an riven me 1 drops. the play for a heaker of Coca Cola and so home and to apothecary’s after sleep in our Simmons twin beds comicbooks.com