Judge, 1926-10-30 · page 7 of 36
Judge — October 30, 1926 — page 7: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
# Analysis The top cartoon titled "Sky Worker" depicts two men on an I-beam high above a cityscape, with one attempting to knock the other off while a third figure operates a pulley system. The caption reads: "Try to knock me off, Bill, to frighten me—I got th' hiccups!" This appears to be workplace humor about construction or industrial workers, likely playing on the danger and absurdity of their situation—the worker has hiccups while engaged in a precarious balancing act on a skyscraper beam. Below this are three sections: "Game Laws for the Hunting Season in Long Island" (satirizing hunting regulations), "Easter of the Gods" (unclear reference), and "Not a Chance" (a personal narrative about failed business ventures). The bottom illustration shows "De luxe equipment for back seat drivers"—a sarcastic take on passenger-seat critics.
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| | | f ie $i ; ‘ a Game Laws for the Hunting Season in Long Island 1 Huspanxps shall not be shot at * with water-pistols, bird guns dum-dum = bullets, Fourth of July cannon, vitriol revolvers, Limoges loaded. rolling-pins, or Mrs. d-irons 2. To preserve the Long Ish husband from extinetion, no hush shall be shot between Thanksgivir Day and Christmas. nor shall said husband be shot at Easter nor at any other season when useful. No husband shall be shot, under any consideration, after the morning edi- tion of the tabloid papers has ¢ to press. than 3. Husbands weighing less than a fourteen collar, must be thrown back 120 pounds or weari into the lake or given to the game warden. 4. Not more than one husband he shot in a season. Shooters more than one husband in’ the lethal year, shall have th ir revolvers taken away from them, and shall be fined 100 Buffalo nickels as a stren- ble fate of the great American meal-ticket. Cyril B. Egan uous reminder of the p Sky Worker—Try to knock me off, Bill, to frighten me—I got th? hiccups! for Country, for Kalel Judge pays $5 for cach one pr De luxe equipment for back seat drivers Not a Chance GRIM « air. for the harshnes: of fate, grips meas T see going linmering my chances for com- mercial success All my plans for embarking into business for myself had been wre fully perfected. E had chosen a lin in which a future financial inde pendence was assured me. The nec Wry money was raised, equip ment selected, and a line of credit established with those firms who would enjoy my patronage. — Life, for me. was indeed ro: And then, from a clear sky, came catastrophe, to erush insensate my Swiftly, and with like a great, black cloud, its shadow fell: athwart my surging hopes out warning path. T had left until last the detail of selecting a location for my business Thad thought that a comparatively simple matter, but after a period of toilsome, fruitless searching. Twas forced to admit defeat T could find no single corner not already occupied by the sort of business which was to be ny venture an automobile filling station. Marion E. Burns comicbooks.com