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# Judge Magazine Page Analysis This page contains several humor pieces typical of Judge's early 20th-century satirical style: **"Positively"** presents a nursery-rhyme joke about what children make of each other—boys make "Darlings and pets" from girls, while girls make "Suckers and saps" from boys. The attribution to "R.C.O." suggests a regular contributor. **"Golfers' Menu"** satirizes pretentious restaurant culture, listing golf-themed dishes and featuring a humorous illustration of well-dressed golfers fishing instead of golfing—likely mocking either wealthy leisure culture or the absurdity of fashionable sports. **Remaining sections** ("Graduation," "Heredity") contain brief jokes about aging, birthdays, and inherited traits typical of period humor. The overall tone reflects Judge's focus on domestic social satire rather than political commentary.

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JUDGE Positively What do little boys make out of little girls? Darlings and pets And marionettes That's what little boys make out of little girls. But what do little girls make out of little boys? Suckers and saps And we don't mean perhaps. And that isn’t all, either. R.C.O. Golfers’ Menu Hors duffers Celeek soup e-bone steak Sliced tomatoes and greens Mashied par-tatoes Petit foursomes Puttage Amateur conjurer—Would you like to see another trick? Vietin Disappear through the ceiling. “So Bacigalupi’s going to marry money.” Feah; his girl’s got three gold teeth.” Graduation Nitt—Sarah Bernhardt once said men under thirty do not know how to love, Witt—Thank God, tomorrow's ty thirtieth birthday Heredity Teacher—Spell cat. Johnny (telegraph c C-A-T. Cas in P as in Adolph and T as in tomato, Jean—I was absolutely his- torical with laughter. Joan—You mean hysterical. Jean—I1 don't—I laughed for ages and ages. “Poor Henry! They say the ereditors took away his high powered Salmon.” “Yes, indeed. Only yesterday | sare him driving around on a second-hand Smelt.” Niaur Wateusax—Th! worst 0° this job is people throwing their alarm clocks out o" the windows as I'm coming home from