Judge, 1924-03-15 · page 7 of 36
Judge — March 15, 1924 — page 7: what you’re looking at
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# Judge Magazine Page Analysis This page features humor centered on **Fannie Brice**, a famous Jewish-American vaudeville and Broadway performer of the early 20th century. The content consists of three separate jokes: 1. **Opening dialogue**: A conversation between characters with Jewish names (Sam, Abe) joking about exaggerated business orders—satirizing boastful salesmanship and the unreliability of verbal claims. 2. **Eddie Cantor anecdote**: A joke about losing $1,000 and searching everywhere except the logical place (inside pocket). Cantor was a contemporary entertainer and comedian. The humor plays on obvious obliviousness. 3. **Annie Perkins cartoon**: A slapstick illustration suggesting an accident (a fallen ladder) launched someone into show business—poking fun at luck and chance in theatrical careers. The page uses gentle ethnic humor typical of early 20th-century American comedy, featuring recognizable Jewish entertainers and stereotypical character names to appeal to audiences familiar with vaudeville culture.
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Scene 4. Enter Fannie Brice I was told to write some laughing business—well, here goes “Well, Sam, how's business to-day?” “Wowerful, Abe, wonerfull Just got ’n order for $25,000.” I don’t believe you,” says Abe. “Pm telling you the truth, Sam, 1 took in an order for $25 “And I'm telling y’, Abe, I dow't believe you!” “Sam, you shouldn't live another minute if I didn't take an order for $25,000. What business did you do to-day?” “Who, me? I just got an order for You expect me to believe that?” “Well, PU tell you, Abe. If you come down a little, Pll come down a little.” * * & T met Eddie Cantor the other day and he was all worried and excited. When I asked him what the trouble was, he said: “My Gawd, Fannie, I just lost $1,000 and I can’t find it any place. T've looked in every pocket except my inside pocket, but it doesn’t seem to be anywhere. “What's the matter with the inside pocket?” I asked. “Why don’t you look: there?” Two good seats on the isle. “Gee, if itisn'tthere, P'Udrop dead!” Suggested by Al Jolson. If the ladder hadn't slipped just as the theatrical manager was motor- ing past, little Annie Perkins would never have got into musical comedy. comicbooks.com