Judge, 1927-09-17 · page 34 of 36
Judge — September 17, 1927 — page 34: what you’re looking at
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This page from the satirical magazine Judge contains multiple unrelated humor pieces typical of early 20th-century American comedy magazines. The main illustrated feature shows two fashionably dressed women in conversation, attributed to "E. V. Taylor, Rye Beach, New Hampshire" (possibly a pseudonym for H.L. Mencken). The joke concerns one woman's agitation about "bustling around"—likely satirizing the frantic social activities of upper-class women. The right column continues a serialized piece titled "My Story of the Infant Art," appearing to mock the emerging film industry and its pretensions, with references to "Blaremount Theatre" and directorial control over child actors. Scattered throughout are brief jokes and witticisms on varied topics: a philosopher's wordplay about insults, Mr. Gerald Barry's satirical proposal for a "Society for the Preservation of Pedestrians" (countered by sideways-moving motorcars), fashion trends, chemistry and aging, and a domestic comedy about a young woman's romantic encounter. The humor reflects 1920s sensibilities regarding class, gender roles, and modern technology.
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Winner of Judge’s Balloon Contest No. My ‘Story of the Infant Art (and very few runners-up, mark ye!) (Continued from page 18) order that they may sustain the proper attitude of childishness compatible with the Blaremount standard. The high-salaried di- rectors are kept on a dict of pure alcohol and cigars, so that we can Forsooth, Maud, for the last s all I’ve done is to bustle around, just bustle cround, Egad, Alice, and where- fore wearest thou so per- turbed a look? be sure their growth is properly stunted. And now when I stand on Times Sqi the Coarse Roads of the wor'd, and view the thou- sands who nightly stand and struggle to gain their way into the gorgeous auditorium of the Blarcmount Theatre and when I hear their cries of supplication raised as they seek admission to Blaremount, I can. only smile and doff my hat and drop my head in an humble prayer of thanks to my Great Director for ng Blaremount the right to fulfill a prophcey: the movies are yet in their infancy for America and humanity. Mr. Gerald Barry suggests the formation of 2 Socic for the Preservation of Pedestrians. This move has been promptiy count ered by the invention of a motor- car which moves sideways. —Eve Young Wife—I took the recipe for this cake out of the book. Husband—You did right. It should never have been put in. : Brrs Taylor, Rye Beach, New Hampshire. m (This may be a non de plume for H. L. Mencken!) “Professor, would it be an in- sult if I said ‘ass’ to you “OF course “And if I said ‘Professor’ to an ass. would it be an insult?” “No.” “Thank you very much, pro- fessor.” —Der Waure Jaxon, Berlin Pretty soon the big shops will he showing the new autumn frocks;.and then the new autumn frocks will be showing the women. —Pixk "Un A_ well-known artist declares that there is an indefinable some- thing that lends beauty to a Fatner—You were a long time saying good-night to that woman’s old age. Any chemist young chap. I hope you didn’t let him kiss you! will supply a full definition. Nona—Let him! Thad to help him! —Hemorisr —Passinc Snow EDWARD LANGER PRINTING ©O., ING., JAMAICA, NY. comicbooks.com