Judge, 1927-02-19 · page 20 of 36
Judge — February 19, 1927 — page 20: what you’re looking at
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This page from the satirical magazine **Judge** contains several humorous commentary pieces rather than political cartoons: **Main Content:** The page features social commentary on 1920s urban life, including jokes about taxi drivers with college degrees causing accidents (satirizing overqualified workers), mentions of fashionable items (mother-of-pearl flowers, non-spill perfume), and restaurant recommendations. **"Me and My Conductor" Story:** The longest piece describes a commuter's game with a train conductor on the Westchester line—she hides her ticket and makes him search while she gives "warmer/colder" hints. The joke plays on the traveler's boredom with commuting and the conductor's good-natured participation. The reference to "Gridley" appears to be a witty deflection. **"Six Best Steppers":** A list of popular songs, likely from Broadway shows or jazz era recordings. **Overall Tone:** The page reflects affluent, urban 1920s leisure concerns—commuting, nightclubs, fashion, and entertainment—with light, gossipy humor aimed at society readers rather than sharp political satire.
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JUDGE i rt r " Didn’t think we'd live to see the day when taxi drivers had college diplomas hanging in their cabs. But here it is upon us—Never- theless, I've discovered — why there are so many smash-ups. The drivers are evidently Prince- ton and Harvard men_ settling their own little disputes in their own little way. 1] \ | | / oS > By being very law the past few weeks, I’ve cajoled Brother Dear into letting me mention another supper club. Barney’s—down on Third Street. It’s just as enjoyable as e if not more so. r— SN oS > Another new thing—mother of pearl shoulder flowers. Either a large poppy shaped one or a clus- ter of smaller flowers can be worn. But remember they’re of mother of pearl and are particularly stun- ning on black frocks. ~ oP Found something new! ... a perfume that won't spill! ... it is in paste form, highly concen- trated and not a bit messy or greasy. - i a »ssa Reynolds of New York, writes in on the most gorgeous stationery and informs me that the ‘yummiest pastry in North America is to be found at 7 West 24th—The Dama aac pro- prietor himself takes care of you and explains all about the little snow cakes with pistachio nuts and India berr: ete., made from recipes that were old when Pharoh wore knickers! Try it some day when you want to feel dreamy after a romantic matinée! . . . Thank you, Tes TT i Saw the cutest thing the other igarette case and match Je of ribbon with rhine- stone initials. They're to be had in any shape and are very attrac- tive for evening. case ms ad John Hagen, the composer, very kindly sent me his two latest “Gigolo” and “Raggedy : I will try them right out, Mr. Hagen, and most likely the neighbors, or Junior, will teil you how they liked them ! Six Best Steppers “You and I Love You and Me” (Bye, Bye, Bonnie) “Lovin’ Off My Mind” Bonnie) p? ve, Bye, Bonnie) “That's a Good Girl” (No Show) “Brighten My Days” (No Show) “Muddy Water” (No Show) Jade Me and My Conductor Ye L used to hate that forty- five-minute ride all the way up here to Westchester, but it’s a pleasure now. Why, when we first moved up here I nearly went crazy ng to pass the time till the ain got in. I'd read all the ads in the paper; I’d work out the crossword puzzle. And then I'd still have about half an hour to spare. Well, one night I made up my mind that if I had to sit up all night I'd figure out a good way to amuse myself on that train. At three o’clock in the morning I turned in and I was happy, be- cause I knew that I had it. The next morning I read my paper until I saw the conductor coming up the car punching the tickets. I read on and he stopped alongside me. “Ticket?” he said. I went on reading as if I hadn't heard him. “Ticket” he said, more loudly. I looked up and smiled. “T have it,” [ said, “but you'll have to find it!” “Oh, shucks!” he said, “I knew there was some sort of hitch to it!” Yell, nothing dared, nothing achieved, you know!" I reminded him, “I'll tell you what I'll do. You try to find it and I'll help you out by telling rou when you're rm’ or ‘warmer.’ And if vou an't find it, that’s ten points for zoody !” he cried, “shall I be- gin now? “AIL right,” [ said, “fire when ready, Gridley !” “But my name isn’t Gridley.” he ot ed, “it’s Schmoltz “So much the better.” [ said, Artistic aerials are now very chic. We'll soon see dainty Dianas and Daphnes perched on every roof. comicbooks.com