Judge, 1926-02-27 · page 4 of 36
Judge — February 27, 1926 — page 4: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
# Analysis of Judge Magazine Page The main cartoon depicts a man with a mop, with the caption "That's nothin'! I know a guy what can do it with a mop!" This appears to be a working-class humor joke about comparative skill levels. The surrounding text includes brief humorous anecdotes ("How It Was," "Playing Safe") typical of Judge's format, plus a "Krazy Kracks" wordplay puzzle. The bottom illustration shows a turtle crossing a street amid automobiles—captioned as "Picture of a pedestrian crossing the street—as seen from the driver's seat." This is traffic-safety humor, mocking pedestrians' slowness relative to increasingly common motor vehicles. Overall, this page represents Judge's mix of blue-collar humor, domestic comedy, and contemporary social commentary about early 20th-century American life, particularly the novelty of automobile culture.
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exe erucimyt oe FM INOT216U 2? 6 BO C'ne BL 1—2U M1214U PDQ JUDGE pays $5 for each one printed. Rnd We have long suspected that many a politician who claims that he hears his country calling, is a ventriloquist. Thus, Not so Bad Pickpocket’s motto: Every crowd has a silver lining. “This is pie for me,” boasted the golfer as he gloated over a perfect lie. “Yes, I notice you've had several slices,” growled his ungenerous op- ponent. eee) “T hear they are divorced. “Yes, who got the cook?” Aa SLATS Toothache™ “Turn on the water I wan! toothache a bath.” “That's nothin’! I know a guy what can do it with a mop!” How It Was Friend—I hear husbands have been coming thick and fast since I saw you last. Mrs. Wayupp—Yes; the first one was too thick and the second one was too fast. Playing Safe Amateur Magician—Will _ the gentleman in the front row kindly lend me his hat? The Gentlenan—Not till you re- turn the lawn-mower you borrowed. rd The last barrels of cider are the hardest. Picture of a pedestrian crossing the street—as seen from the driver’s seat. comicbooks.com