Judge, 1928-11-24 · page 6 of 36
Judge — November 24, 1928 — page 6: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
# Judge Magazine Page Analysis This page contains three distinct pieces: **Top cartoon ("The Bloke's Cot Designs on You")**: A man labeled "GROCER" stands on a barrel, appearing to apply salt to two figures. The caption warns about a "bloke's" small salt warning—likely satirizing deceptive commercial practices or adulteration of goods, a recurring concern in early 20th-century consumer advocacy. **Middle poem "Since You Went Away"**: A sentimental verse about absence and loss, seemingly unrelated to political satire—appears to be general magazine filler content. **Bottom cartoons**: Include a joke about a doctor-patient exchange and a burglar/householder interaction about mice and exterminators—standard domestic humor unrelated to politics. The page is primarily humorous content rather than political satire, mixing commercial critique with light domestic comedy typical of Judge's satirical entertainment approach.
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DESIGNS YOU,” WAS SMALL SALT'’S WARN- ING i Ss THING. SANCTUARY MUCH Since You Went Away Ah, ever since you went, my dear, I miss your rippling trill. Your merry voice I do not hear And all is strangely still. I hear the rustle of a mouse, aking of a chair. hanempty house With silence everywhere. A stillness grips the vacant halls— The stillness of the tomb) For all is still within these walls And quiet is my room. Though you may clothe your soul in black And tears roll down your phiz, I humbly pray you'll not come back It's so nice as it is! “ —Antucr L. Lirpmann al free ride if you grab off this brass ring as your dobby-horse passes the stand. “Are you Hawley Peckinpaugh, fella?” de- manded a process-server of his intended victim. “Er—I—I'm my room-mate!" stuttered Hawley, crimson like a dahlia he was crimson. Pardon the brutality, men, it’s the Cossack in me. Hope Doctor—After a conference with my three colleagues on this case we each give you a year to live. Patient—Is that sentence to run concurrently or consecu- tively? A pedestrian is a college boy's father. Company Ingo we 1 we had mpany we were equip- ping our apartment with a re- volving door. But we're taking it out now. For the winter, any- Tur Buroran—Now what th’ devil are you doing with that It went around so much it gun? dik : » fan and Timip Hovsenorpen—L-L-I'm only the exterminator man. cooled th Have you s-s-seen any m-m-mice? comicbooks.com