Judge, 1926-03-13 · page 9 of 36
Judge — March 13, 1926 — page 9: what you’re looking at
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# Explanation for Modern Readers This Judge magazine page contains satirical humor about 1920s elite social culture and fraternal organizations. **"High Hat"** mocks pretentious young socialites affecting exaggerated sophistication—using affected speech ("Deah, deah"), name-dropping fashionable nightclubs (Ciro's, Lido), and obsessing over trivial etiquette questions (why wear spats?). The satire targets their empty affectation and borrowed bon mots. **"The Diary of a Dub"** satirizes predatory fraternal lodge schemes. A con-artist named Smith recruits a naive member into "The Order of Fish," rapidly escalating membership fees ($2.50 to $20) while bestowing grandiose-sounding ranks ("Mighty Mackerel," "Most High Halibut"). The victim is manipulated into endorsing checks, suggesting Smith exploited fraternal lodge culture—which did exist in the 1920s—as cover for financial fraud. The diary's abrupt ending ("met with foul play") darkly implies Smith may have murdered the diarist. Both pieces satirize 1920s pretension and con-artistry targeting the wealthy and gullible.
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HIGH HAT If the Prom Girls Believed Judge Jr. (Thank God, they don’t!) “Hello there, old one. An’ how are you? Say, that’s a good step- per the band’s maulin’. Hot, whew! How’s for a drink? "Jever try one part lemon ice cream, two parts of the stuff from Samoa that rimes with McGilligan and three half bananas as demimonde? Smooth? Hey, hey, Rue de la Paix, I'll say so! Bum! And speaking of night clubs, the Miraciro’s still going strong with the élite. Learned a new game yes- terday. Indoor variety of beaver. I won on thirty dozen of Dr. Pierce’s Favorite Prescription spied in the corner druggery! Say, old soft drink —why do men wear spats? No! Old deah, did you say it was a flasked—I mean masked—party to- morrow night? Deah, deah, what a one! You wouldn’t know, would you, that a Lanbury isa verra, verra wonnerful person? Fed dup? I'll say! Wheeee!!!” —Yale Record fe All I can say to the above scur- rilous article is “Is that so!’ I'm not angry, I’m just terribly, terribly hurt... . Here I work hard eight hours a night collecting scintillating bon mots, such as “So’s Your Old Man,” pulled by college boys down for the week-end and then they don’t believe me! Well, that’s life. Oe aed I hereby recommend that every man over twenty-five years of age go to see Marc Connelly’s show,“The Wisdom Tooth.” If you don’t get a kick out of it there’s something wrong with you. It’s the best play I’ve seen this season. Cad Read two books this week . “30 Candles,” by Earl Deer Biggers, a mystery story that will necessi- tate a generous application of Stay- comb to keep your hair down... “The Black Flemings,” by Kathleen Norris... . a mighty fine book and will probably be a “best seller.” — Two questions this week. . Why do some men wear white vests with their dinner ee Is it to distin- must be some aod reason! will some kind young lady tell me what these ‘brass rings are they wear I know dhere'e no reason for these but am just curious. pf breakfast nook—‘“The any taxi driver will tell you where it is, but don’t go there until after five “The 54th St.” Club is also becoming very popular. «+... Mirador, Montmarte, Ciro’s, Lido, Chantee and County Fair still the six best “step-ins.”” te The Six Best “Steppers” “Cuddle Up” —(Bunk of 1926). “J Know Someone Loves Me”— (By the Way). “What Can They See in Dancing” —(By the Way). “Like 0’ Me”—(The Matinee Girl). “Sweet and Low Down”—(Tip- Toes). “That Certain Feeling”—(Tip- The Diary of a Dub Moxa metapleasant stranger = to-day. He isGrand Hook and Sinker of the Order of Fish, a very old lodge. Tuesday—The lodge man, whose name is Smith, let me join the Order of Fish as a Mighty Minnow right at the start for only i Wednesday—I certainly enjoy be- ing a member of a big lodge. To-day the Grand Hook and Sinker conferred on me the rank of Most Sedate Sar- dine for only $5. Thursday—I'm a Mighty Mackerel now and Mr. Smith gave me the spe- cial rate of $7.50 which is usually only for Presidents and cabinet members. He says he can sce I’m a born Fish and that he wishes, for the good of the Order, that he knew more like me. Friday—I took the degree of Most High Halibut and it only cost $20 because Smith likes me. He even let me indorse several big checks for him. A millionaire, who is a Noble Whale, is going to be kicked out of the lodge to-night so I can get his place for only $50 and I have al- ready paid the money to Mr. Smith so I'm sure of getting the place. Saturday—Mr. Smith must have met with foul play at the hands of some jealous rival lodge, because he didn’t show up to-day. The bank called me about the checks. They said they didn’t doubt I was a mem- ber of the Order of Fish and let me cover the checks until Smith returns. It certainly is great to belong to a big lodge where every member comes to the aid of another Fish if he needs help. Chet Johnson OUR BUREAU OF MISSING PERSONS The little boy who gave recitations. comicbooks.com