Judge, 1927-11-05 · page 7 of 36
Judge — November 5, 1927 — page 7: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
# Analysis of Judge Magazine Page This page contains three separate humorous pieces from what appears to be the 1920s flapper era: 1. **"Oh, Yeh?"** - A brief exchange joking about deadly looks and mirrors, typical period banter. 2. **"The Old Army Game"** - Dialogue about raising salaries and dancing, satirizing workplace dynamics and social climbing. 3. **"Flappers' Version"** - A cartoon showing a woman dancing with a man, captioned "You can't keep a good skirt down," mocking 1920s women's liberation and shortened hemlines that scandalized conservative society. The accompanying illustration labeled "Home practice for dancing in a night club" shows a man practicing dance moves, satirizing the era's nightclub culture. 4. **"From the Heart?"** - A poem warning young women about revealing ankle watches and fashionable foibles, while mocking courtship rituals and generational concerns about propriety.
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