Judge, 1924-08-16 · page 10 of 36
Judge — August 16, 1924 — page 10: what you’re looking at
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# Analysis of Judge Magazine Page **"The Choice" and "Paradoxic"** are romantic comedies about women's contradictory preferences. The first satirizes a woman who loves multiple suitors for their superficial qualities (dancing, wealth, poetry) yet marries Jack, who possesses none of these—solely because her friend wanted him. The second jokes about a careful driver who undermines his appeal by constantly criticizing the woman's other friends. Both mock feminine inconsistency and poor judgment in romance. **"Nursery Rhymes for Little Klansmen"** is sharply anti-KKK satire. It parodies familiar nursery rhymes while substituting Klan terminology ("kleagle," "klan," "koon," "kandlestick"). The rhymes mock the Klan's secret identity (hidden under sheets) and violent activities. This appears designed to ridicule and delegitimize the organization by making it absurd to children—an aggressive political statement against organized racism. The page likely dates to the 1920s-1930s when the Klan experienced resurgence.
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The Choice HE was crazy about Harry be- cause he danced divinely, sang like an angel, and played tennis like a young god. She was just wild about George, who had curly eyelashes and pots of money in the bank. She loved to motor in Reggie's two-seater, and gloried in his pretty speeches. She listened to Archie’s poetry with fast-beating heart and cheek pink flushed. She confessed herself hypnotized by Henri—he was so attractive. She was fascinated by Hugh—his ties and socks always matched so superbly. And Bob, dear old thing, had said she had small feet! But she married Jack, who had none of these qualities, because she thought her dearest friend wanted him. Paradoxic Mrs. Chalmers—You don’t seem to enjoy going out with Mr. Haver- ford! Isn't he a careful driver? Alice Chalmers—Oh, yes, he’s a good enough driver; but h for- ever running down my other friends! Otp Lapy—Please hurry, my dear, I'm putting in a nickel and here’s one for yourself. “Abie’s Irish Rose” Nursery Rhymes for Little Klansmen Je and Jill went up the hill To light a fiery Kross Jack fell down and_ broke his kleagle Which Jill thought was most. il- legal. Old Kleagle Kole was a vicious old soul A vicious old soul was he. He kalled for his sheet, his rope and his brand, And concealed his identity. Harry joined a little Klan Its sheets were white as snow. And everywhere that Harry went The sheet was sure to go! Little Boy Blue, kome blow your horn The gang’s in the pasture, the Koon’s in the Korn; Where’s the little boy who lost his sheet? Under the haystack fast asleep! Rub a dub dect, three men in a sheet, Wonder who they kan be? The Butcher, the Baker, the Kandlestick maker, One hundred per centers. By gee! comicbooks.com