Judge, 1929-07-20 · page 7 of 36
Judge — July 20, 1929 — page 7: what you’re looking at
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# Analysis of Judge Magazine Page **Main Cartoon ("One pound of liver, please"):** A man in formal attire addresses a female judge on the bench. The satire appears to mock either judicial incompetence or absurdity—the gentleman's request for "one pound of liver" in a courtroom setting is nonsensical. This likely critiques confused or inappropriate judicial proceedings, though the specific reference is unclear without additional context. **Secondary Content:** - A brief personal account from Arthur L. Lippmann about romantic outings with "Moe" - A joke about Scotsmen and Camels (automobiles) - A cartoon showing children on a horse-drawn contraption, captioned "Damn imposition, these wooden side cars for the kiddies" The page primarily contains humorous social commentary typical of early 20th-century Judge magazine's satirical style.
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three wives a a grand total of twenty kids. Two of the males are bald and the other wears a wig. Moe presented me with a new tennis racket and beat me in three sets this afternoon, I just discovered he owns five hundred shares of Radio at Thirty, Friday—Moe's folks drove up for the week-end in a nifty Rolls Rovee with a shofer and a foot- n. Moe's father is preside of The Security Trust Company His mother was very nice to 1 t Wonder if crossed eyes can be cured? Well, what difference does it make? Saturday—Moe has a seat on the Stock Exchange! | stuttering can be cure I'm sure leon was small, wasn't he? Sunday—Moe and | went horse- | hack riding together all morn- | ing. After dinner he took movies of me with his ¢ 1 and told | ome Twas the sweetest girl he had ever filmed. At supper I found a bouquet of roses at my place and his mother presented me with the sweetest little cameo you ever saw, Moe and I strolled by the lake in the evening and he described his) Park Avenue apartment to me. Monday—Darling Moe and I are to be married on October first! I'm the happiest girl ir the world! —Aurien L. Lirpesann A Scotchman wouldn't walk a mile for a Camel; he'd hiteh- hike it. Horst—Damn imposition, these wooden side cers for the kiddies. Substitution When you buy a second-hand car from a Scotchman the only new part on it is the speedometer, People shouldn't go away out from shore all by themselves and drown; they should stay in close where there are life guards to help ‘em, The atom, we believe, is the smallest unit of matter, The smallest unit of time is the in- terval between the time the traffic light changes to green and the guy in the car behind you honks for you to go ahead. —R. C. O'Brirn