Judge, 1928-04-14 · page 11 of 36
Judge — April 14, 1928 — page 11: what you’re looking at
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# Judge Magazine Page Analysis This page contains several unrelated satirical cartoons typical of Judge magazine's humor: 1. **"Father of Ten Children"**: A man hoping the visitor is a piano tuner, suggesting the chaos of a large family. 2. **"Mammy!"**: Songwriters discover their stolen "map"—likely a musical score or composition—rather than a piano, commenting on plagiarism in Tin Pan Alley. 3. **"Pep in Pepper"**: A boarding house joke where a tenant finds coins in his food. The landlady admits she planted them after he complained about inadequate meal portions, a darkly comic jab at cheap boarding house conditions. 4. **Radio/Correspondence School gag**: Two brief jokes—one about radio show customs, another about a correspondence school hazing incident. The humor targets domestic life, struggling musicians, poor boarding conditions, and emerging media of the era. The cartoons reflect early 20th-century urban American anxieties and social satire without apparent political messaging.
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JUDGE Farin or Ten Crirprey —Come in, sir, and I hope to gawd you're a piano tuner... . Mammy! First Song Writer—We've been robbed! We're ruined! Second Same—What’s gone? The piano? First Again—No, the map! west LIKED THE | SCRAP FOLK, AGAME LITTLE Gu » eu IGS! 7 ef PROVED IM. STULL CHAMP, 7 OP Following the custom she picked up from the radio, of having the winner address the audience. 3, IM THE GyY, WHO. PUT THE “PEP” IN PEPPER !REVEALED ARMAND The star boarder approached Mrs. O'Casey and handed her a nickel and a dime. “I found these in the hash today, Mrs. O’Casey,"” he vouched. “Yeh,” replied the Galway wag, “I heard you were complaining of the lack of change in the meals, so I put them there!" This is a great life, girls, nothing to do but laugh all day long. “Everything's O. K., Off'cer—I jus’ joined a cor’spondence school an’ they wrote me to haze m'self.” comicbooks.com -~