Judge, 1925-08-08 · page 13 of 36
Judge — August 8, 1925 — page 13: what you’re looking at
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# Analysis of Judge Magazine Page **Top Cartoon:** A domestic scene satirizing "character reading"—a popular pseudoscience of the era. The joke mocks this practice by suggesting a man can read someone's character from his wife's face, implying wives reveal their husbands' true nature through their expressions. **"Funnybones" Section:** A narrative about Virginia seeking marriage advice. The satire critiques modern marriage attitudes: her acquaintance describes marriage as temporary ("trial marriage"), while grandmother offers traditional virtues. The dark punchline—Virginia's husband poisons her soup—is gallows humor suggesting the marriage advice failed catastrophically. The reference to "grass widows" (women separated from husbands) reinforces the cynical tone. **Bottom Cartoon:** Depicts people encountering a tiger, captioned "Thank heaven, stripes are out!" This appears to be fashion satire—relieved the tiger has no stripes, perhaps referencing striped clothing trends. The page reflects early-20th-century anxieties about changing marriage values and modern skepticism toward traditional domestic advice.
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“There Bill, you don’t b’lieve in character readin’. Just look how you can read that guy's character in his wife's face!” his correspondence, nor oversee what ~\ Funnybones i™ Visitor—Don’t the people in this he eats, nor criticize anything he Fi te bones, \ town approve of Sunday ball play- does. It is the right system.” “A woman's crowning glory—the ing? “That’s perfectly wonderful,” said rolling-pin.” Native—Well, I hope to tell ye, Virginia, and a few minutes later mister. But, ye see, public senti- she was putting her question to Madge. “A happy marriage? Nothing permanent is happy. Ours is a trial marriage. . . . Men want what they think they may not attain.” “How perfectly wonderful of you,” sighed Virginia, and was very thoughtful all the way to her grand- mother’s. “Granny, dear, what is your recipe for a happy marriage?” she asked, opening her brown eyes artlessly and expressing great respect and admi- ration. Grandmother recited a list of vir- tues the very names of which Virginia had long since forgotten, and coached ther grandchild in the ways of piety and peace. “This,” thought. Virginia, “is what I want. It sounds like the real thing, and it ought to work.” Tuadge will pay 85 for cach one printed ment’s against it. * * * * * Madeline, Harriet and Madge are grass widows to-day. Virginia’s husband put poison in her soup. TiaER—Thank heaven, stripes are out! comicbooks.com