Judge, 1928-01-28 · page 27 of 36
Judge — January 28, 1928 — page 27: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page from *Judge* contains multiple short humorous items typical of the era's satirical magazine format: **"Spicy Story"** (main feature): A father discovers his daughter's secret courtship and stations himself with a shotgun loaded with rock salt in the garden to drive away the young man. The joke plays on parental vigilance against unsupervised courting—a genuine social concern of the era when chaperoning was expected. **Other items** are brief one-liners mocking various groups: policemen (Ohio State Sun Dial), a janitor responding to a fire (Yale Record), a chiropractor (Cornell Widow), and a woman feigning interest in watching football (M.I.T. Voo Doo). The attributions show these are reprinted from college humor magazines, suggesting *Judge* curated collegiate wit for its readers. The overall tone reflects early-20th-century middle-class anxieties about courtship propriety and pokes fun at institutional figures (police, janitors, doctors) through exaggeration and ironic wordplay rather than sharp political critique.
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JUDGE A certain young man and lady were keeping rather close com- pany (you'd think so if you could see them studying the moon on a summer evening) unbeknown to the girl's father. One day papa got wise, held council with the young man of his daughter's choice, and gave him to under- stand that his presence (the hoy’s) would thereafter be un- desirable about the premises. However, the youth, being of persistent nature, arranged an appointment to continue his as- tronomical studies one evening in the garden at the girl's home. But the father again got wise. He locked the girl in her room, loaded a double-barreled — shot- gun with rock salt, and stationed himself behind a bush in’ the garden. The young man arrived as per schedule, and you may imagine his surprise when the papa peppered him with two barrels of rock salt. The burn- ing question to be left with you, gentle reader, is this: after the Fuip—Did you have a good time at the dance last night? Fror—So they say, so they say. —Wasiutneton & Lee Mink a seasoned man? —Wisconsin Octorus Ridin’ the blinds. —Brown Jue “Why do policemen carry note- books in their gotta have something in them,” —Oimo Stare Sun Drav The Same Old Story The fire had burned the livelong night, The building was demolished janitor, when asked the cause, Cricd out) without a moment's celsior!” Yate Recorv Meptevax Laxprorvp—'By dear, I'm just going out to do a little Serf riding. —Wisconsitn Ocrorus Chief Wah-Wah (to crouching brave)—Hey, what are you doing? Brave—Stalking. Chief—Make it snappy then. Less stalk and more action! —Darrmovutn Jack O'LantERN “What's the matter? You look all broken up.” “A chiropractor owed me and I let him take it out trade.” —Corner, Winow No Knocks Intended If they ever tax people on their speech, some will have a mighty big gas bill to } —Loursvi “How did you enjoy the game?” at all and actually, my dear, they were both fit to be tied.” M. I. T. Voo Doo oe eee comicbooks.com