Judge, 1926-06-26 · page 9 of 37
Judge — June 26, 1926 — page 9: what you’re looking at
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# Explanation for Modern Readers This page contains three separate satirical pieces: 1. **Top strip**: "History of an effort to regrow a head of hair that has been bobbed" — A visual joke tracking hair regrowth from January to June. "Bobbed" hair (short, fashionable cuts) was controversial in the 1920s, so this mocks women attempting to grow it back, likely due to social pressure. 2. **"When Summer Comes"**: Mr. Brown refuses his wife's request for a European vacation, citing financial hardship (poor factory season). Mrs. Brown then brags to her neighbor that *her* husband Robert begged *her* to go to Paris, claiming she virtuously refused. The satire exposes her transparent lie—she's simply repeating her husband's rejection while pretending the opposite occurred to save face socially. 3. **"Sub-seat stirrups" cartoon**: A humorous design suggestion for tall theater-goers' leg room. The overall tone mocks middle-class pretension and marital dynamics of the era.
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JUDGE January 1 February 1 March 1 April 1 May 1 June 1 History of an effort to regrow a head of hair that has been bobbed. When Summer Comes (The Brown's living-room. Mr. Brown is addressing Mrs. Brown): “Qo you want to run to Europe ‘with all the millionaires, do you? And me with the worst season in five years and the factory only running half time. Of all the un- reasonable demands I ever heard, this takes the cake. Europe, eh? New wardrobe! Well, nothing doing. I'm not made cf money. If you go anywhere it'll be up to the Forest View House for the last two weeks in August—and that's final.” (Nert morning. Mrs. Brown is ad- ng her neighbor, Mrs. Green, the adjoining front porches): . Mrs. Green, Robert was begging me only last night to run over to the Continent this summer. ‘Mary#’ he said, ‘the ocean trip'll do Sub-seat stirrups for long-legged theatergoers. you lots of good and business being so fine, I just want you to take a couple of thousand doll; yourself. Go to Paris and buy your- self some cf those model costumes 's and enjoy you've been wanting for so long.’ But I wouldn't hear of it, Mrs. Green. Robert is just a great big boy, like all men, and I wouldn't think of leaving him alone all sum- mer. So I said, ‘Robert, we'll take Sunday trips in the car and the last two w in August we'll run up to the Forest View House.’ ” (Mrs. Green walks into her kitchen, and says to cools): are you dishing out, is Mrs. Brown.” (Passed by The National Bored of Censorship.) Hugh Wood comicbooks.com