Judge, 1927-01-15 · page 7 of 36
Judge — January 15, 1927 — page 7: what you’re looking at
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# Analysis of Judge Magazine Page The top cartoon satirizes marital discord over a husband's desire to nap on the couch while his wife entertains. The sketch humorously depicts domestic conflict over leisure time and household priorities—a relatable complaint about spousal consideration. The bottom section features an article titled "Suburbanite Scientific Wiz!" describing a Port Chester, New York resident's homemade radio set. The accompanying illustration shows someone operating early radio equipment. The piece humorously recounts how the family's radio accidentally interfered with dinner preparations, causing peculiar phenomena with their soup course. This satirizes the novelty and unpredictability of early radio technology in domestic settings—a timely subject given radio's relatively recent adoption in American homes during the 1920s-1930s era.
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JUDGE Suburbanite Scientific Wiz! Has ingenious radio will it work, as s claim. But cientists? Port Chester, N.Y. [snovnrenis the most interest- ing radio set in existence is the ney Quaver one owned by Mr. of Port C Y. Unlike the more expensive and elaborate sets with their five and six tubes, battery chargers, garters, hip flasks, and the jazz-mad younger generation, Mr. Quaver's set is very simple. It con- sists of a bowl of soup. In an inter- view with our correspondent Mr. Quaver said: “My wife and [ were sitting down to our humble meal one evening about three weeks ago. We were just preparing to taste our soup when judge of our surprise to hear Bee- thoven’s famous closely followed by “Valencia ing from my plate of soup. As we do not own a radio, we were consid- crably taken aback. ‘The music at first was rather muffled, but T turned the plate slightly and a full volume of sound burst forth. Tt was absolutely free from static and you would have thought you were in the same room with a couple of oboe 7 something. Only there wer , oboe players in the room, My wife's soup was quite normal, except. for a slight temperature and a restless feel- ing, and I was hard put to discover er, Huspanp—Ve goz! How's a man to sleep? DO THE_ANGE! ME IMUMSEY.AS' How about a good hot college story. high, wide and handsome? Here goes: Two students were pouring over their books, heh, heh. Suddenly one spoke up. “It says here that there was a time when cattle was used for money!” “Didn't you know that?” came back the other. “Don’t you remember what it said about the Popes issuing bulls?” No. dear reader, this did NOT happen at Harvard. I’m going in on the couch! the cause of this strange phenomenon. I put the soup aside and continued with the rest of the meal, which was mainly evaporated apples. Through- out the course of the meal we listened to a variety of st ions ranging from musical comedy gems to a talk on the home life of ants. Late that evening I succeeded in tuning in on Davenport, Ia., by manipulating the plate, and we had a fine lecture on ten different vs to prepare beet soup. Upon retiring I put the soup in a bottle and hung a cloth around it lest the light bother it. The next morning it appeared quite refreshed and ready for business. My wife informed me upon my arrival home that night that it had been active all day. I determined to find out why this particular soup was musical and after a conference with our T found that she had inadvertently dropped a tuning fork maid, Gloria, into it while preparing the dinner.” Tn « build a set of this description, the anyone should desire to method is simple. Take about a eup and a half of good Bacardi and add a third of cream, orange extract, shaved ice, and shake well. Sugar is sometimes added but is not re- quired. Mr. Quaver is now working on a set which can he sold in bottles er the counter or else run in pipe- lines from his Port Chester home, Perelman comicbooks.com