Judge, 1928-02-25 · page 20 of 36
Judge — February 25, 1928 — page 20: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page contains two separate pieces of 1920s satirical content: **Advertisements**: The top features fake product ads—"Slippona Tablets for Rheumatism" (a slapstick joke about slipping) and "Halebyer Saxophones" (likely a pun). These parody typical magazine advertisements. **Serial Story "For the Love o' Pete"**: A domestic comic narrative satirizing popular magazine culture itself. Sandy, a husband, dismisses his enthusiastic wife Lil's reading from *Liberty* magazine—which advertises itself through this very story. The joke's escalation to Sandy striking his wife with a fishbowl represents exaggerated, darkly comedic frustration at her earnest enthusiasm for the magazine's content (crime stories, self-help articles, celebrity pieces). The humor relies on period assumptions about marital dynamics and mocks both magazine culture's vapid appeal and the "modern wife" stereotype of the Jazz Age. The note "(Not to be continued next week)" is itself a joke—this supposedly popular serial won't continue because of its violent ending.
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Liberty Number of Judge SLIPPONA TABLETS FOR RHEUMATISM Scatter Slippona tablets around the hardwood floors and you'll forget all about your Rheumatism! You're bound to fall for Slippona Tablets! | “O, Geel... ] Grandma's Coming i Downstairs— i | Rheumatism’s Gone” “AXE THE MAN WHO OWNS _A-- —. ONE!” " | HALEBYER SAXOPHONES For the Love o’ Pete Another Smashing Scene in Our Great Popular Cover Serial Sandy had come home all tired out after a hard day at the Speakeasy Throwing off his coat, collar, nec shirt, ear muffs, galoshes and shoes. he threw himself in a chair and was settling down to a pleasant evening with the comic strips, when who should come rushing home all agog but Lil! She rushed into their cozy little living room, her girlish face all aglow from Hind’s Honey and Almond Cream, and holding aloft a magazine cried out gleefully, “Look what I’ve got!” Her sparkling personality she had picked up from a Correspondence School of Magnetism and she was just bursting with IT. Sandy looked up from his perusal of “Skippy” and beheld the latest issue of Liberty which his darling little wife held up. “For the Love o’ Pete!” he yelled, throwing down his paper, “What's the big idea?” Lil, with disappointment written all over her face, exclaimed, “Oh, dear, | thought you'd enjoy reading this won- derful magazine, and it only cost a nickel!” Sandy grunted and went back to his paper. “Listen to this!” cried Lil, opening the magazine. “It tells all about what terrible crimes have been committed aid Sandy, pointing at the magazine. “Well, that’s the worst one yet!” And it tells Bright Sayings of Children—and how to choose a wife— and how Elsie Janis became a great acrobat—and how our policemen are trained to shoot—and how Richtofen shot down all those planes—and how——” As she read in a clear voice which she had developed at the Public Speaking Correspondence — School, Sandy crept around in back of her and stealthily picking up the goldfish bow] brought it down on her head with a crash. Without a glance at the un- conscious body he donned his coat, collar, necktie, shirt, earmuffs, galoshes and shoes and left the house murmur- ing to himself, “For the Love o’ Pete! For the love o’ Pete!” (Not to be continued next week) comicbooks.com