Judge, 1929-06-08 · page 10 of 36
Judge — June 8, 1929 — page 10: what you’re looking at
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# Explanation for Modern Readers This page contains two distinct pieces: **The Cartoon (top):** A judge on horseback leaps over a high fence/wall while a man watches. The caption suggests using this as proof the horse can clear the jump—a visual joke about using flawed logic or misdirection to convince someone of something false. **"Another Love Tangle" (main content):** A humorous advice column parody. A woman named Gretchen writes asking advice about a boyfriend who literally dissolves in water (he "washes away a leg or an arm" each bath). The male advice columnist responds with deadpan absurdist humor, suggesting she either dump the man or—in a dark joke—lure him to railroad tracks with a lure and tie him there before a train arrives, referencing a photograph of a similar scenario. The humor relies on: - The surreal, impossible premise (a dissolving man) - Mock-serious advice treating fantasy as reality - Dark gallows humor about suicide/death by train (common in era satire) - The juxtaposition of romantic advice columns with grotesque scenarios This is vintage early-20th-century satirical magazine humor, where absurdism and morbid jokes were considered witty.
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i} Y//; Y Jouve Trra6ath, as WHE “This ought to convince the horse that it isn't too high for him to jump over.” Another Love Tangle I am in receipt of the following letter from Gretchen Birdsall of Nainsook, Oregon: “Dear Mr. Perelman: Maybe you do not remember me, but I was one of your best customers last year when you were selling kisses at the corset raffle held by the Odd Fellows, Oh, you heart-breaker, you! I wonder could you help me out with my love problem. A year ago I met a young man, We en- countered cach other only in the subway, but that was enough for Dan Cupid. Dan and I became fast friends. Soon I began to detect gleams in his eye, and I knew that ve was budding. eeks ago, acever, he opened his heart and made aconfession. It seems that he is soluble in water. Every time he takes a bath he washes away @ leg or an arm, Isn't it the craziest thing? But I do love him, only would it be right to marry @ man that might suddenly es- cape down the drain? Twant my men washable, by God. Please help me. Gretchen Birdsall.” Well, Gretchen, T have thought this all over, and the only thing to do is give him up. Of course, this is no easy You might persuade him to take six or seven baths a day until he disappeared entirely, but that takes time. I have a better suggestion, Pick out a nice smooth stretch of rail track and buy yourself twenty feet of stout cord. Then tie yourself down to the track and read a book. Within an hour or two you will be completely rid of Dan or I will refund the price of the rope. Or, if you prefer, you can lure Dan down to the tracks with your pocket lurer and tie him instead. ay is O. K, by me. Looking through my bouquet of mem- ories, I came across a nice photograph of a similar situa- tion. As you see, the cute little blon- die has finished ty- ing her boy friend just as the “Iron Horse” comes gal- loping down the track. Here are some statistics: comicbooks.com