Judge, 1926-01-30 · page 5 of 36
Judge — January 30, 1926 — page 5: what you’re looking at
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# Analysis of Judge Magazine Page This page contains several brief humorous items typical of Judge's satirical format: **"Funnybones"** section includes jokes about human nature—one about a husband being proven wrong about a horse race, another contrasting how married men versus bachelors take orders. **"The Irony of Fate"** darkly jokes about a woman dying from a sewing machine needle injury. **The main cartoon** depicts a crowded urban street scene with a woman in elaborate dress, captioned "If we had to build asylums for the beautiful and dumb"—satirizing superficiality and vanity in society. **"Aloof"** poem by George A. Paraveini mocks an office manager named Herbert Jones who ignores a new blonde filing clerk, instead obsessing over his ledger. The page reflects early-20th-century American urban satire targeting social pretension and workplace dynamics.
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>\FUNNYBONMES, If you hare sinned confess—and | you'll find a check in your mail. { “You were right when you told me that horse would win in a walk.” “That so? I thought he lost. “Yes, but the other horses insisted on running.” Class A and Class B Some men allow themselves to be given orders by their wives, while others are confirmed bachelors. The Irony of Fate A lady recently scratched herself with a talking machine needle and died of lockjaw. & AN U Cs the Bs with per- KFO\, fect Esandhand LM Ga! alte, ue Could Ps ERP JUDGE pays $5 for each one printed. Aloof HE new blonde filing clerk across the aisle Has given Herbert Jones a winning smile, Herbert who aims at office manager— Will he fall, think you, for the likes of her? Not he! He frowns and turns the pages of His ledger. Let the poets muse on love: He quite forgets the smile, on work to think— Boss—Sayers, I’ve an idea my new stenographer is in love. Her typ- And dips his yellow pencil in the ing the past week has been appalling. ink. Sayers—Thank you, sir—you've lind of cheered me saying that. George A. Paravicini comicbooks.com