Judge, 1924-01-26 · page 4 of 37
Judge — January 26, 1924 — page 4: what you’re looking at
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# Analysis of This Judge Magazine Page The top cartoon, titled "APPEARANCE OF THE BIN ABOUT FEBRUARY 1," shows a man frantically sweeping with a shovel while a small figure (possibly representing refuse or a problem) appears in the corner. This likely references a seasonal issue—perhaps municipal waste management or a social problem that recurs yearly around February. The main content is "Bedtime Stories for Grown Ups: The Fable of the Wise Virgin and the Simple One," a moral tale contrasting two women's approaches to domestic life and self-improvement. One bachelor pursues golf; the other encourages him toward responsibility and self-care instead. The satirical dialogue at bottom between "Deputy Sheriff" and "Cain" regarding "self-defense" and an "ukulele" is unclear without additional context. This appears to be family-oriented humor blending domestic satire with social commentary.
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APPEARANCE OF THE BIN ABOUT FEBRUARY 1 BEDTIME STORIES FOR GROWN UPS The Fable of the Wise Vergin and the Simple One N A CERTEN comunity there was a very desirable batchelor —matrimonially speaking—for he was good-looking. good- natured, had it, and was not too old. Now among the maidens who were quite willing to be by him endowed, were two who resolved to take active steps towards that end. The batchelor was a kee id enthusiastic golfer and swung a not unmean mid-iron. Needless to say, he took his golf very seriously. One of the vergins decided that the way to his heart was off the tee, and, buying herself a full complement of implements, started forthwith to take up golf. Hardely had she learned the names of the different clubs and the way to the first tee, before she was pestering the batchelor to. ge yund with her and give her some lessons. Ls one afternoon the batchelor, and the vergin who took up golf, walked slowely in to the club house. He was irritated and morose for he had had to pass up his usual foursome to teach this pestiferous female and when he got out with her, she persisted in acting coy and kittenish instead of takeing his advice seriously. And she was vexed and dissapointed for dureing Abel his ukulele. Deputy Sheriff—Say, why did you stick ? Cain—Self-defense—he wouldn't lay off 2 the whole afternoon he had talked of nothing but silly things like grips and stances and wrist movements. Meanwhile the other vergin, who really could play golf— and liked to—kept the fact a dark secrete; in fact, she never even mentioned the subject to him. She was just a complete and adoreable “fluff.” Not for her game was the severe and concealing sport garments and heavey stockings that the other vergin affected. So a welcomed sight greated the sombe' when he reached the veranda: a »s of the batchelor vision of feminity slightly the flimsiest of dresses and the shearest of hosery. Beside her was a deep comfortable and on the table before her two tall, bedewed glasses. By the time the other vergin had chainged her clothes it was all over but the trip up the isle. Mora: Be sure your in right, then step on it.—I/. L. Moffet. sae Mrs. Jones—Well, Sarah, where have you been for the last two days? Have you been sick? Sarah—Ah guess ah has. The doctor he calls itan attack of acute indiscretion. Jee 3 { Me comicbooks.com