Judge, 1925-08-29 · page 32 of 36
Judge — August 29, 1925 — page 32: what you’re looking at
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**Top Cartoon:** A sculptor shows a patron a female nude statue, claiming it's "designed to get by the censors." The joke satirizes artistic censorship of the era—the sculptor is implying the figure is intentionally ambiguous or disguised to avoid obscenity laws. **Main Article:** "Why I Am a Bachelor Maid" is a humorous list of occupations and professions, each with a pun-based reason why the narrator rejected suitors from that field. Examples: the baker "didn't have enough dough," the carpenter was "square," the aviator "flew away." The Mah Jongg section adds topical humor about the then-trendy game. **Bottom Cartoon:** Shows office workers wearing a "stenographer's mask" when the boss's wife visits—satirizing workplace propriety and the gap between professional behavior and what actually occurs when authority figures aren't present. **Overall Context:** These pieces reflect 1920s American humor about gender relations, workplace dynamics, and social censorship conventions of the era.
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Patron—What in the name of common sense is that? Scutpror—That’s my latest idea—a female figure designed to get by the censors. Why I Am a Bachelor Maid doctor held too many hands. The lawyer always had a new case on. The tailor was a cut-up and gave me fits. The baker didn’t have enough dough. The confectioner was too sweet on all the girls, The carpenter was square and on the level; but I ruled him out, and he only got as far as the yard. The pitcher was broke and off his base. The aviator had me up in the air awhile, and then flew away. The jockey gave me the gait, and the chauffuer ran me down. The Mah Jongg fiend played all seasons of the year, and moved in good circles; he concealed his true character until he stole fourth to win, when he was doubly exposed by the east wind. So the dragon prodded him with a bamboo, and he shuffled away to the only place left him to fill, and now chows alone. The musician was sharp and owned flats, but noapartments. Also many non-interest bearing notes. So I marched him off indouble-quicktime. * Stenographer’s mask to be worn when Mrs. Boss visits the office. comicbooks.com