Judge, 1927-09-17 · page 5 of 36
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# "For the Honor of Old Nassau" This page presents a dog story by Sidney J. Perelman, illustrated by S. Tousey. The narrative describes a Scotch collie named Ginsberg who belongs to a Master. The story appears to be humorous fiction rather than political satire. The top cartoon shows a man in a study with a dog lying on the floor, captioned "Ginsberg," said the Master, "I'm in a bad hole." This illustrates the opening of the story where the Master seeks the dog's help with unspecified troubles. The magazine's masthead identifies this as *Ladies' Home Journal Number of Judge*, published by the Judge Publishing Company. This is primarily a literary/entertainment page rather than political commentary—typical of Judge's mixed content combining satire with fiction and humor pieces.
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SEP 14'27 (1B752525 | LADIES’ HOME JOURNAL Tur Price ! NUMBER of JUDGE NorMAN ANTHONY PUBLIS 0 s FRED L. ROGAN ditor of the Homey JourNa, i ty tie (0 ERESIDENT aimee eaters Doesn't. mean a thing. The {I} JUDGE : s x J. WALSH aper eis avorth 8 terrible }) PUBLISHING . | 5 ry < : Hl self for ten cer || PANY J; T. Dramatic Editor > NEW YORK TARY GEORGE JEAN NATHAN 2 ROSA PTLEWORTH “GINSBERG,” SAID THE MASTER, “I'M IN A BAD HOLE.” For the Ftonor of Old Kassau Ansther One of Those Dog Stories By Sipney J. Pererman Mlustrated by 8. Tousry AM a full-blooded Scotch “No, thanks,” I answered, “rather lie r. The Master stared moodily at collie named Ginsberg II and on the floor, if you dont mind. vall. Finally he turned to me. I am just two years old to- “Have a cigar,’ he invited, “help “Ginsberg, said thoughtfully, } day. I am black all over yourself, right in that box over there.” old are you?” with a beautiful white collar I lit a Havana and lay down on the Two years old tomorrow, sir,” I and white fore-legs, and I have lovely . manners. In short, I am a splendid insberg,” said the Master directly, animal. 7 ee “I’m in a bad hole and I want to know Last night was the happiest evening 4 oa whether you will help me out.” of my life. The Master sent one of } ¢ “Gladly,” I said, licking his shoe— the gardeners out to my kennel to say i H I love tan polish—Gladly. Even if I that he wanted to see me. i am a dumb animal, I ain’t so dumb. “Where is the Master?” I asked But what do you want me to do?” He O’Houlihan. 1 7 was silent for a moment. Then he “He is in the study,” he replied, pick- 2 z i ing flaws rapidly. O’Houlihan was | f i he fact is, old man, a certain dame always picking flaws; he had nearly 4 4 i? | has a bunch of my letters and I’ve got half a bushel. I went into the house to get hold of them tonight!” and looked around for the Master. “Gee, I never knew you could write!” Sure enough, I found him in a brown We 4 aimed, astonished. study. ti Me pea be “Well, in a small way,” he replied “Hello, Ginsberg,” said the Master, oh. { 4 modestly. “I went to Princeton for a “sit down and rest your dogs.” i (St + (Continued on page 28) comicbooks.com