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# Explanation for Modern Readers This page from *Judge* magazine contains three satirical pieces commenting on 1920s social trends: **"Farewell to Legs"** mocks the shift toward longer hemlines and higher waistlines in women's fashion. The poem satirizes how modest dress trends will hide women's legs and reduce sexual appeal, suggesting society will become prudish and "neuter." This reflects anxiety about changing fashion standards during the era. **"Bigger Than Ever"** appears to be short satirical quips about Florida tourism and economic conditions—likely referencing the 1920s Florida real estate boom. **"Till Debt Do Us Part"** jokes about alimony obligations ($200/week), suggesting divorce and financial burdens on men were contemporary concerns. **The cartoon** at bottom shows a couple dancing. The "bumpers" joke about oversized shoe buckles references both fashion details and the physical contact involved in dancing—possibly ribald humor about modern dance behavior. The overall tone criticizes social and fashion changes perceived as restrictive or economically burdensome.

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JUDGE Bigger Than Ever | The ocean down in Florida, Believe it, on my soul, It is the only thing down there That hasn't lost its roll. j | | 1 It's surprising some of the things some people can get out of tin cuns, whether they be housewives or mo- toring tourists. And at any old time of the year at all a song-writer’s fancy lightly turns to thoughts of love. Till Debt Do Us Part “With freedom” — sum obtained I this h, two hundred a week ALICE alimony. What most countries need to protect their harbors is not more battleships but fewer fogs. 1” Farewell to Legs Without Apologies to Everybody Now bows the maid to Fashion's fiat stern, The lowering skirt descends below the knees High waists come back, and yards of flounce return, And leave calves in the dark per- petually. Full many a leg of contour neat and trim The flowing robes will cruelly con- And f it a meck, mysterious mb,” Prudish and unappraised from hip to heel Ankles will twinkle timidly And feet will) come and frightened mice. Unnecessary Sex will quickly wane, And all the world be neuter and be nice. So here's a health to the Descending Hem: Let's fill our cup and drain it to the dregs, The while we chant a rag And bid farewell, a to Legs. —E. O. Laventis ime requiem, ong farewell Dance Parrxer—What large buckles you have on your slippers! “Those aren't buckles—they're bumpers.” comicbooks.com