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# Analysis of Judge Magazine Page This page contains three distinct pieces of college humor from the 1920s: **"Lily" (top left):** A visual gag where a man receives an enormous box labeled "ASHES" to the head. The joke plays on the double meaning—the poem describes an idealized young woman named Lily, but the illustration subverts expectations by depicting slapstick misfortune instead. **"And She Said" (top right):** Social satire mocking moralistic men. A self-righteous "moral crusader" lectures a powdered, lip-sticked woman about virtue and Paradise, only for her to dismiss him with a witty comeback suggesting she'll simply find another café. The humor targets sanctimonious male judgment of women's behavior and appearance during the Jazz Age. **Bottom section:** Two brief, punny jokes about basketball and forward passes, typical of the magazine's college-audience humor. The overall tone reflects 1920s campus culture—irreverent toward authority and traditional morality, with humor derived from visual gags and quick wordplay. The emphasis on "painted" women and casual dismissal of moral lecturing reflects post-WWI cultural shifts.

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of at, Lily L25 dignified, st She has a date twice a year. Lily has character, that I am sure: She is not simpering, coy or demure; She is a self-possessed maiden that your Mother would call “such a dear.” Lily is dignified, stately She has a date twice a y —Frank J. Eustace, Jr., U ly and pure; nd pure; of Pennsylvania. D. Beck, Northwestern U. "25 Her hair is of the raven's hue, Her eyes are liquid pools, Her touch—it thrills you through and through, Her teeth are milk-white jewels. And when she hears your footstep She scampers down the hall And paws and claws and licks you ’round— Lord—no, dumb-bell, not the girl— I'm singing of the hound! And She Said— Powdered and lip-sticked she was, and entirely worthy of attention. He touched her on the shoulder—moral crusader that he was—and with that winning, condescending smile, he said: “My dear, do you realize the doors of Paradise are closed to you?” And with a smile equally winning she replied: “Well, then, let’s try some other café."—E. K. sylvania. Gilroy, U. of Penn- cee} Mud Guard (in basketball game)—This is absolutely terrible! Drawn by L. S. MICHAEL, Penn State ‘25. have never played so poorly before! aH oN" by ONES Werruaus, Fenwnpeaess Quite Forward—Oh, then you have played before?—B. I. Comroe, U. of Pennsylvania. A dirty trick.