Judge, 1930-01-11 · page 6 of 36
Judge — January 11, 1930 — page 6: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
# Page Analysis: Judge Magazine This page contains three separate pieces of humor content: 1. **"Travel Talk"** (top): A narrative poem by R. Deane about a young traveler captivating an audience with stories of American landscapes and adventures. The accompanying cartoon shows a broken-down car surrounded by animated listeners—likely satirizing the "magical journey" narrative versus automotive reality. 2. **"Palm Beach Combing"** (middle): A society-page satire by Arthur L. Lipscomb mocking wealthy Palm Beach residents and their pretensions. References to "Vanderbilt," "Baron and Baroness Bontelli," and aristocratic name-dropping suggest commentary on nouveau riche tourists and social climbing in this exclusive destination. 3. **"Always Fair Weather"** (bottom): A brief poem about Florida's perpetual sunshine, paired with a cartoon about a street musician playing harp. The overall tone is lighthearted social commentary on American leisure and aspiration.
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Palm Beach Combing “Mrs. Vanderbilt certainly stately this year, Hector. And isn’t her » perfectly stunning. Of all There are Baron and Baron- ess Bonticelli stepping out of their new Hispano. No, Hector, I don’t think the Baron looks a little seedy. And here are the Park Avenue Ritzmores again. Do you remember the prize winning tarpon he landed last s son? Look, Hector, the speed boats are racing just beyond the breakwater. Really, the palms were never prettier and the crowd never more cosmopoli- n than this year. Palm Beach cer- tainly stays aristocratic, doesn’t it, Hector? It attracts the people—not the nouveaus and climbers. Yes, dar- ling, there are no four-flushers at Palm Beach. Oh, Hector, would you mind shutting this window for me? The snow is driving in and wetting all the pictures in the rotogravure section.” —Anrtucr L. Lirpmans beach ro people! Always Fair Weather In Florida, in Florida Fine sunny days abound; The only place a rumble seat Is good the whole year ‘round JUDGE Travel Talk For an hour or more he had held his listeners spellbound. Enthralled, they had followed him on his wanderings From the grim, rock-ribbed New England, through the golden plains of the West, to the sun-blessed slopes of the Pacific. The lazy, haunt- ing Southland, the wind-swept ranges of the Far Northwest, these all were part and parcel of his Magic Journey. ales of hon 1 creoles, the cling- ing arms of ( nd the lush-warm charms of California sefo- asts of rgian belles ritas. No scene too strange to have been left unscanned, no place too distant to have evaded his all-conquer He turned and left. His audience stirred restlessly, each man filled with a gloomy sense of his own futility. “So young, so daring, and so wise!” said one. “An Alexander loo! fresh fields to conquer,” sp: “Who is he asked one who had but lately come. “Who? He?" they an swered as a man, “Why he played for Notre Dame.” g soul. —R. Deane “No use givin’ me a harp unless y’ can tune it like a ukelele.” comicbooks.com