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# Judge Magazine Page Analysis This page contains three brief satirical pieces typical of early 20th-century humor: **Top illustration** depicts a stylized cityscape labeled "The butcher, the baker, the candlestick maker"—referencing the nursery rhyme, likely commenting on urban commercial life. **Three short humor columns** below mock contemporary social types: 1. *"A Short Story"* satirizes an agreeable but spineless man who accepts any viewpoint, even adopting cannibals' perspectives when shipwrecked. 2. *"Market Tip for Lovers"* offers tongue-in-cheek furniture advice about parlor sofas and lighting, with suggestive innuendo about "Pa." 3. *"The Cosmetic Urge"* critiques "modern society" as superficially veneered—both men and women prioritize appearances over substance. **Bottom cartoon** depicts working-class men in what appears to be a construction accident, with one explaining he accidentally struck his helper while standing on his foot. The joke relies on the worker's matter-of-fact acceptance of workplace mishaps. The overall page satirizes urban society, consumer culture, and working-class life through gentle mockery.

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The butcher, the baker, the candlestick maker. A Snort Story Market Tip ror Lovers Tue Cosmetic Urcr There was once a man who agreed with Parlor sofas are excellent. for firm “Your modern society man,” says a nobody. Finally he took a trip in the holdings. Allow plenty of margin. Parlor writer, “is all veneer.” So, too, we think, South seas and was shipwrecked. He fell lights should be well covered. Do not a goodly portion of your modern society among cannibals—and agreed with them! let go until Pa is very near. woman. “What’s the matter, Bill?” “Me helper! time.” I accidentally hit ’im on the head wit’ me hammer an’ he was standin’ on me foot at 7