Judge, 1927-12-10 · page 22 of 36
Judge — December 10, 1927 — page 22: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page contains three distinct satirical pieces: **"Two Souls With But a Single Thought"** depicts a married couple independently arriving at the same Christmas gift solution: giving each other a divorce. The satire mocks both marital discord and the exhaustion of gift-giving—he's drowning in his golf clubs and pipes; she has excessive clothing and a fashionable car (le dernier cri). The joke suggests divorce is preferable to thoughtful gift-shopping, satirizing both marriage strain and consumer excess. **"Heat for the First Time"** jokes that a newcomer to Hell is happy because he previously endured co-operative apartment living—implying shared housing's discomforts rival damnation itself. **The opening cartoon** shows a beggar soliciting donations while two men discuss him "reducing" (losing weight), with the caption suggesting Christmas charity seekers. The page reflects 1920s-era concerns: marital friction, consumer materialism, apartment living's unpopularity, and Christmas obligation fatigue. The satirical tone is cynical about both relationships and modern life.
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JUDGE Morner—Aw, don’t ask so many questions—I guess he’s reducin’. “The Christmas Serenaders are at the door.’ “All right, show ’em right in. Two Souls With But a Single Thought She paused in the midst of her shopping, 1 at the beauties re- passed along without stopping, But found not the thing that appealed. “Now, what shall I give to dear Simon For Christmas?”—she — pon- dered and thought. “He has pouches aplenty, of pipes at least twenty, And of golf clubs the best to be bought. It must be recherché, unusual, And yet what he wants most. of course” — Her face lit with pleasure—‘I have it, this treasure! I'll give him a cause for di- vorce !” He put down his pen and sat thinking. As often of late he had done; The truth there was no use in blinking, This choosing of gifts was no fun. “Now, what shall I give to dear nny, To make Christmas gay as can She has slippers and dresses in wardrobes and_ presses, Her car is le dernier cri. I want something simple, yet perfect. The gift that will cause no re morse— T have it!” he uttered, so pleased that he stuttered. “TIL give her a bill of divorce!” —Winiiam Watrace WuiITELock Heat for the First Time Satan—Why is that newcomer so happy? Imp—He formerly lived in a co-operative apartment building, your majesty. Ginette is so dumb she thinks a smoked ham is a colored actor. comicbooks.com