Judge, 1926-09-18 · page 4 of 36
Judge — September 18, 1926 — page 4: what you’re looking at
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# Analysis of Judge Magazine Page This page contains several satirical humor pieces typical of Judge magazine's style. **"The Lilies of the Pond"** depicts various figures in absurd situations—likely commentary on frivolous behavior or social pretension, though specific references are unclear without additional context. **"Roasts of the Day"** offers brief comic dialogues: an automobile salesman pitches to a skeptical prospect; a policeman confronts a thief; a father questions a sailor suitor about supporting his daughter. These are generic social humor—no specific political figures appear identifiable. **"Funny Bones"** presents a one-liner joke about marriage expectations. **"Boom"** shows a young couple interrupted mid-kiss by an explosion across a lake—slapstick humor about romantic disruption. The page emphasizes broad social satire and domestic comedy rather than specific political commentary.
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Here's to the Demp- sey-Tunney fight—set "em up again! Judge pays $5 for each one printed Automobile Salesman—You — will find this car great on hills, sir. Impatient Prospect—Yes, yes, 1 know; but how is it on pedestrians? sae Policeman—Here, what are you stealing clothes off that line for? | Thief —Oh, officer, this is my first slip. sae Father—So you wish to marry my daughter, eh? So you believe, young man, that you could support a | family? Suitor—Well — er — that is—you see, sir, I was only figuring on Ellen, but I suppose if it’s necessary I can . take care of the rest of you, too. FUNNYBOWES “Many a woman who married / in hopes that her ship will come in > gets nothing but a raft of kids.” THE LILIES OF THE POND (a ‘Judge pays $5 for each one printed “They toil not neither do they spin—yet Solomon in all his glory,” etc. j | True Ruin To save any further trouble in inventing new titles, we respectfully submit this permanent table of con- tents for any true story type of | magazine: | I—How I Was Ruined. } Il—How I Was Nearly Ruined. | II—The Ruination of Roma. IV—Ruined! V—The Right To Be Ruined. } | VI—Who's Ruiny Now? Fas | Man (behind the bar serving drink)—No, mister, the dry officers never bother us here. Not once. Patron (at bar, with one foot on = | brass rail) —What's the idea, mad Young man kissing his sweetheart good-by at Echo Lake, just when they at you? were blasting on the other shore. comicbooks.com