Judge, 1924-09-06 · page 6 of 37
Judge — September 6, 1924 — page 6: what you’re looking at
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# Analysis of Judge Magazine Page This page contains two unrelated humorous pieces typical of early 20th-century Judge magazine: **Top cartoon:** Shows a domestic scene where someone has climbed a ladder to retrieve a powder box dropped from a window. The caption jokes about the mishap, reflecting period humor about household accidents and gender roles. **"Heard at the Cigar Stand":** A dialogue between men discussing a story about movie pitchers (baseball players appearing in films). The conversation mocks both the quality of cinematic depictions of baseball and the boastfulness of writers claiming credit for stories. It satirizes emerging Hollywood's exploitation of sports celebrities and the pretentiousness of writers. **Bottom cartoon:** "Disgusted Motorist" depicts an early automobile driver asking another motorist for help, satirizing the unreliability and difficulty of early motor vehicles as novelty items. These represent typical Judge satire: domestic life, popular entertainment, and modern technology.
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“George, if you fall will you bring up my powder box? I aceidentally dropped it out of the window.” Heard at the Cigar Stand “Le Harry, ol’ socks! Smoke?” “Thanks, Bill. Just gona buy one.” “Where been?” “Oh, had some timeta killen dropped inta see a movie. Bum pictcher, too. They're all bum nowadaze. Haven't seen a good one in a coon zage. Bill, it seemsta me that ordnary fellas like youen me could write better pictchers than they’re showen on the screen. I gotta notion to tryut.” “Fergetut, Harry! I did write one.” “Did? Dennybody buyut?” “Buya tell! “Stole ut? How? “Like this: I wrote this story anitwuzza perty good one—so good they stoleut. It wuzzabouta swell famly that wenta Europen took their servunts withem, and got ship wrectut ona desert island. The butler wuz the only one that knew howta do anything, so he settim self uppex king, and hadda great time. ‘Thena long come a shippen rescuedem and tookem back home. ‘Then, back there, he was only a servunt agin, and they was king.” “Fine! Brave-o! Bot howd they stealut?” “Well, I sentut to a dozener so companies, and they all sentut back. Then one night I walks inta a movie, and damdiffa didn't see my pictcher on the screen, right before my eyes. ‘They made some changes in ut—they changed the namea the play—and the namea the author. I stayedta see the pictcher four timesta make sure the namea the author. They give the author's namez Barrie—James M. Barrie. They wuz perty foxy—they didn’t makeut a common name like Smither Jonser Brown; they madeut a nun common name—Barrie.”” “Probably some fella worked fer the firm named Bar: “Yesser, probly a phony name outen out.” “Likez not. Messa crooks, these movie people.” “Messa crookses right. Well, slong, ol’ timer.” “Slong, podnah. Don't take in any wodden ickels.”” R. B. Walsh Discustep Mororist—Lend a shoulder, will you? “Gosh, y’ain’t gonna try t’ push it clean t' a garradge, be ye?” Task!” . If Lean only get it as far as that clif, that's all comicbooks.com