Judge, 1927-08-13 · page 32 of 36
Judge — August 13, 1927 — page 32: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page is primarily **advertising for Jack London books** rather than political satire. The left side promotes a two-volume collection of London's short stories through Hawkins Publishing Co., emphasizing their authenticity ("so true and 'like' life"). The right side contains two items: 1. **A humorous office dialogue** depicting female clerical workers discussing a "progressive bridge" party—a social game where players rotate tables. The comedy relies on working-class vernacular and gentle mockery of office socializing. This reflects early 20th-century workplace culture. 2. **A captioned illustration** labeled "LONDON OPINION" showing a valet being asked to carve hearts into trees—a romantic (if destructive) gesture. This appears to be a reprinted cartoon from a British publication. The page's primary purpose is **selling Jack London books** by capitalizing on his reputation for gritty, authentic stories about ordinary life—a marketing angle that clearly resonated with Depression-era readers seeking affordable "vacation books."
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THE FAITH LL F MEN OF THE THE WILD USE THE OF ARLET PRIDE LAGUE TALES F THE FISH ATROL A tramp steamer, bearer of a strange story of murder and death —superstition and tragedy of the high seas—docked at New York “Like a Jack London head-lines said recently. story,” the when the story appeared in the news- papers. And Jack London's stories were so true and “like” life that twenty years later people are re-discover- ing him, We offer two handsomely bound and well-printed volumes, includ- ing his best and most famous short stories, over twenty in all. These two volumes will be sent to you, postpaid, for one dollar. Send us the coupon and we will mail you these ideal vacation books at once. HAWKINS PUBLISHING CO., Inc. 627 West 43rd Street New York, N. Y. Here is a dollar. Send the two volumes of Jack London postpaid to: had one, darling Joax—Yes, I know, mummie, but I’ve just given gentleman underneath here. Just Good, Clean Fun Lissen, dearie, why wasn’t you to the company bridge party last night? It was swell. All the big bosses was there and everything. . + + Yeah? Well, you’d oughter been there, it was swell. It was what they call progres- sive bridge, see? You sit at one table and play four hands and then you move on to the next table and get a new partner. Miss Ploppit, that skinny girl in the Personnel Department — you know the one I mean, dearie—she said that was so everybody could be on a friendly basis and make new contracts or something. Well, the first table I played at there But you've only just it toa —P Suow was I and Marie, that blonde girl that works next to me in the Transcription Department, and Jonesy, that Shipping Room handsome, and another dumb Benny they call a man because he had pants on. I and Jonesy was partners and we was giving each other the razz, “That’s a new dress you got on, P. “Yeah?” I says, Uncle Agnes.” You know, just kiddin’ back and forth. It was swell fun, no kiddin’, Well, I and Marie moved on down to the next table. We for- got to keep score when we was ng with Jones) and forth and all thes,” he s your Kxet (to valet)—Jenkins, you might go into the park and carve a brace of hearts pierced by an arrow for me, will you? —Lonpon Opinion comicbooks.com