Judge, 1924-05-03 · page 9 of 36
Judge — May 3, 1924 — page 9: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
# Judge Magazine Page Analysis This page presents several short humorous pieces satirizing early 20th-century urban life and social conventions. The main cartoon depicts cramped apartment living—a grid of tiny bathroom stalls—mocking the absurdity of crowded city housing where privacy is nonexistent. The caption notes this reflects "the situation in every apartment in the city when you want to see the bathroom," a jab at urban overcrowding. Other pieces mock contemporary social situations: a man's unrequited love for a subway advertisement ("silk stocking ad"), gender confusion about a cross-dressing man mistaken for a lady, class dynamics with a "tramp" character, and romantic clichés about parting being "sweet sorrow." The floriculturist cartoon plays on horticultural pretension. Overall, the page uses gentle satire targeting urban congestion, advertising's invasiveness, class markers, marriage, and the gap between romantic poetry and mundane reality—typical Judge magazine fare poking fun at modern American social anxieties.
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Sonc or Horetess Love I any [ saw in the subway to-day, 4 This is my pean of love, Frolicsome, sprightly and graceful and gay, Smiling at me from above. Though [ have seen you cach day for a year tnd your smile scems to beckon and greet, Beautiful lady, [ very much fear That never shall you and T meet. It's not that 'm bashful or backward or shy: It's not my intentions are bad, But Pm just a human and flesh-and-blood guy, tnd you are a sill: stocking ad. Div He Borrow Her Knickers? Mr. Noup—Who was that lady [ saw on playing with yesterday? Mr. Threedown—That wasn't a lady. That was my wife’s brother. + GuN Suy Mother—What makes the little boy next door so shy? Dorothy—1 hit him with a rock. Just Puan Stuck Rastus—What ho’se powah am dat flivvah? Rufus—Fo° hund’ed million when she balks. A LanpMark “Enjoy London?” asked a friend of a bride who had just) returned from a European honeymoon. “London... London . ” repeated The situation in every apartment in the city the other as if puzzled. Then, brighten- when you want to see the bathroom. ing: “Oh, yes, that’s where George and T made up.” 5 Part or THE Game Prrsc is such sweet sorrow, So all the poets sing. But T don’t think it’s hard to find Many a sweeter thing. Parting is such sweet sorrow, So all the poets tell, They may be right, but still I think That leaving you is—aell— Lucia Trent. Mis Meter Lady of the House—What made you become a tramp? Wandering Willie—Well, ma’am, a man has to have somethin’ to do. A Witurxc Hereer Ethel—So the fortune-teller informed Gladys that she'd meet a blond man who would propose. Does she believe it? The Floriculturist—My dear, I’m going to plant this packet of Clare V \alie'sexperimnentingbiy Alte nasturtium seeds. . 5 ing with every blond chap she sees. comicbooks.com