Judge, 1930-05-17 · page 8 of 36
Judge — May 17, 1930 — page 8: what you’re looking at
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# "Judge" Page Analysis This page contains three humorous pieces satirizing early 20th-century American life: **"All Quiet"** mocks the peaceful Potomac River and Virginia countryside during what appears to be peacetime, contrasting bucolic scenes with Herbert (likely a fishing reference to a public figure). **"National Pest Time"** satirizes baseball fandom through a woman who conflates baseball with crime—she prefers international League of Nations games because American League players are "too colorful" and thinks baseball involves criminal activity. The joke targets both gender stereotypes about women understanding sports and contemporary baseball culture. **"Trials of a Census Taker"** (bottom cartoon) depicts a census-taker overwhelmed by chaotic domestic scenes, illustrating the absurdities encountered during census work, likely from the 1920 or 1930 census period. The Arthur L. Peck byline credits the final piece.
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All Quiet 5 quiet along the Potomac; from Maryland's wooded hills there comes not a sound to break the } e and quiet. Virginia fields bask under the golden sunshine. No rattle of musketry, no clash of arms, no roar of cannon, he stream sings as it flows along No trampling hordes of blue ‘ay muddy its waters. Nothing but. the drowsy hum of insects tell of life along this pleasant stream under the arching Virginia skies. Nothing to break the stillness. All's quict along the Potomac. Herbert is fishing. National Pest Time M nr. Carrote’s girl friend insisted mpany her to a ball game recently, She coyly confided that she preferred the League of Nations to the / ican League because foreign players are so colorful. She actually thinks bunting is a flag and the hit and run the most terrible crime ima ble. What's more, she thinks a base line has something to do with the taunts of Art Shires and she says she just can’t gambling. league to her means a hole through which water drips. Just then the pitcher tried a fadeaway. I did the same. Av Brrep he commuter takes his morning constitutional on shipboard. Events Leading Up to the Hospital uke friendship between us had been a long and beautiful on: me in the reading of a myst to tell me how it was cor When I sat playing solitaire he fully refrained from making su tions. Our taste in books and p! was in beautiful accord, and we liked to believe that ours were minds apart. far from the ¢ rs of the crowd, or the sheep-like following of popular fad. It was, I think, this fearless in dependence that bound us together And then, one afternoon, I dropped in at Simpkins’ apartment. “Old man,” I began, “there's a play in town all the critics are cursing. We really ought to see it. And after ward, I thought we might...” But here Simpkins interrupted mé with the four words that shattered, forever, bands that had been years mi 1 he in the making. TRIALS OF A CENSUS TAKER ° is a jreceed with the propolition!”” he . . said. “And this is little Theobalt when only three years old!” —Artuvr L, Peck 6 comicbooks.com