Judge, 1929-06-15 · page 15 of 36
Judge — June 15, 1929 — page 15: what you’re looking at
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This page features a prize-winning promotional poem for the fictional Eppus Mountains resort, accompanied by satirical cartoons mocking American tourism marketing and social hypocrisy of the 1920s. The top cartoon shows a crane depositing commercial goods into a mountain landscape—critiquing how "attractions" are artificially manufactured rather than naturally occurring. The lower cartoon depicts a church building a ten-hole golf course with "commandments" planted at each bunker, satirizing how religious institutions compromised their values to compete with secular leisure activities. This reflects 1920s anxieties about declining church attendance as entertainment and vacationing became more popular. The poem itself parodies saccharine resort advertising—promising paradise while emphasizing fresh produce and wholesome recreation. The final section, "It's a long lane that has no..." lists modern annoyances (detours, traffic, women drivers)—suggesting underlying anxiety about modernization and changing social roles, particularly regarding women's newfound mobility and independence.
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JUDGE Come to Eppus Mountains By Antuce L. Lirvaann First’ Prize Winning Poem in the “Boost Eppus Mountains Po etry Contest,” conducted by the Eppus Mountains Hotel and Boarding House Association. Come to Eppus Mountains for a very merry time! Come to Eppus Mountains where everything is divine! You'll love our pretty you'll certainly cl In our fresh air gardens where you play pinochle! When the world was be the angels made a section Which it was filled with all kinds of attractions “What'll we call it?” asked a group, all happy, shouting nswer came, “We'll call eo mnade “Now I guess we'll be able to pick up some worth-while things s Mountains !" this summer, instead of the usual few apples or daisies and such.” You can play tennis and fish and Fresh fruit, good vegetables, while Where the clean fresh air is sure go canocing inferior products we shun, to pep us That's why these mountains arc We don't get our food in cans from Up in the mountains the angels selected by the knowing. the distant city. call Eppus! Such beautiful views. Such won So it is healthtfu derful valleys! dies! here for the kid- After supper you'll see the Heav They help to make your vacation enly D delightfully jolly. So come to Eppus Mountains And cou too on the rocking chairs where you join the jolly gentry. will be chipper. The food in all the fine hotels is Where sports. good eats and en And then vou'll Sour Toons if strictly AZI. joyment are plenty! with soft beds and open plumb i | od night's rest for a morrow of healthy sunning! Come to Eppus Mountains where the crickets are singing, Where the robins your happiness wre bring Come here for your happy sum mer haven, Eppus Mountains, nearest things to Heaven! Copyright 19.29, Eppus Moun tains Hotel and Boarding House association.) It’s a long lane that has nos Antique Shoppes, | os, ‘ 2 “ v4 Hot Dog Stands ToL 2 d Detours, Not being able to compete with golf, the church builds a ten Chicken Dinners, | hole golf-course—planting one of the commandments at each Hitech Hik bunker. Women Drivers. comicbooks.com