Judge, 1927-06-04 · page 4 of 36
Judge — June 4, 1927 — page 4: what you’re looking at
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# Analysis of Judge Magazine Page This page contains humorous commentary on Ottoman/Turkish culture. "A Turkish Romance" is a poem satirizing Turkish polygamy—a man marries a maid and eventually has 34 children, forcing them to sleep in a public hall. The humor targets Islamic marriage practices unfamiliar to American readers. The accompanying cartoons mock Turkish customs: one depicts a harem scene with numerous faceless wives; another shows the Sultan claiming he can "harem a mile away" while his wives wait. A final illustration of people in water mocks Turkish women, captioned with a "natural history note" suggesting they suffer from "heaves" (illness). The satire relies on orientalist stereotypes common in early 20th-century American magazines, presenting Turkish practices as exotic and ridiculous to Western audiences.
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JUDGE “Bismillah, Ali, whyfore the big turnout to see Fatima?” “Mosque me another, old boy—the government’s just abolished the veil!” Owning a harem is all right until your wives start talking turkey. Read fy wives are waiting up for me,” said the harem a mile awa Atta Bey! The Turkish motto is “A Short Life and A Marry One. FAS “You may be the big mogul to these other klucks,” said the favorite, “but you can’t get in Sultan with me.” A Turkish Romance They met beside a minaret The Turkish maid and man, And there it was the geomet- Rical romance began. They kissed, he murmured, “Run along, : I’ve lots of work to do, For I’ve a date this evensong With fifteen more like you.” And so he had, and they were wed, And seventeen in all They made. And when they went to bed They had to use the hall. And after several years had flown And thirty-four were born, He marveled how the gang had grown, And in a voice forlorn He sang to all his wives, “I ween Those happy days are done— When you and I were seventeen— Who now are fifty-one!” —Georce A. Paravictnt What Second-Hand Cars Run Into Silent policemen Telegraph poles Safety zones Pedestrians Lamp-posts Taxicabs Ditches Fences Trees Money Naturat History Note— Their horses are healthy, but Turkish ladies are subject to comicbooks.com