Judge, 1928-04-07 · page 19 of 36
Judge — April 7, 1928 — page 19: what you’re looking at
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**"Home Work"** (Sterling Patterson): A satirical story about Pomfret Jones, who ostentatiously carries an important briefcase to work on Saturday, claiming he'll resolve matters by Monday. The joke: he spends the weekend relaxing—tinkering with radio, gambling, sleeping, reading newspapers—and arrives Monday with the briefcase still unopened, making the same claim. The satire mocks businessmen who perform busyness while avoiding actual work. **"Anti-Nick"** (Robert M. Weil): Lists humorous results if an "Anti-Nickname Society" successfully banned nicknames from English. Examples play on common nicknames by literalizing them: "William-o'-fares" (Bill), "Roberted Hair" (Bob), "Danieldruff" (Dan), etc. It's wordplay satire criticizing the society's absurd proposal. **Bottom cartoons**: "The superstitious boxers step out for the thirteenth round" shows fighters avoiding the ring (bad luck). "The cat that crossed a black cat's path" depicts a cat followed by black cats (reversing the superstition). The final cartoon appears to reference diplomatic tension (American flag visible) but context is unclear from this page alone.
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Home Work Pomfret Jones put some impor- tant papers in his briefease and started for the carly Saturday train, “TM have these matters all straight by Monday.” he said to his y as he tapped his case si ntly. In the ¢ ar, Mr. Jones held his briefease on his lap while he discussed the stock market with Allen Lefferts, his neighbor, Mr. Lefferts eyed the brief case suspiciously. “A little work over the week- end,” Jones explained. When Mr. Jones put his hat and coat away, he placed his briefcase beside his hat. [ L On Saturday afternoon, Mr. === Jones tinkered with his radio. On Saturday evening, Mr. Jones lost $11.40 at contract. On Sunday morning, Mr. Jones slept. On Sunday afternoon, Mr. Jones read several acres of news- paper. On Sunday evening, Mr. Jones napped until bedtime. On Monday morning, Mr. Jones placed his unopened brief- case on his office desk. “TIL have the: matters all straight by today,” he said to his seeretary as he tapped his case significantly. —Stentinc Patterson Anti-Nick The Anti-Nickname Society, which recently convened in South Squeedunk, has passed a resolu tion to abolish all nicknames from the English language. Should said resolution be adopted we may soon expect to hear of William-o'-fares. Roberted Hair. Danieldruff, Dorothy and Dash. Arthur for Arthur's sake. Kathcrine-dids. Lumber Mildreds. Up and at Emily. Busy as a Beatrice. Long Jeancttes. Emanuel thanks. And Howard! —Ronert M. Wear The superstitious borers step out for the thirteenth round! Cor—Don't American flog. sre how / can fonch him; he's carrying an comicbooks.com