Judge, 1930-07-19 · page 11 of 36
Judge — July 19, 1930 — page 11: what you’re looking at
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# Page Analysis: Judge Magazine This page contains two distinct humorous pieces typical of early 20th-century Judge magazine: **"Sunburned Vacationer"** (top): A cartoon satirizing vacation exhaustion. A sunburned man requests being hit repeatedly to get accustomed to office life's demands before returning to work—absurdist humor about the shock of re-entering routine. **"I Know a Girl"** (left column): A comedic essay by Carroll Carroll mocking a woman's complete ignorance of nautical terminology and boating concepts. She confuses sailing jargon (jib, tacking, boom, galley, gig, starboard) with unrelated concepts, and thinks "oars" refers to mineral ore. The humor relies on presenting her as enthusiastically incompetent about a subject she claims to love. **"Changing Seats"** (right): A cartoon showing a couple struggling with an unstable boat or canoe. The exasperated narrator repeatedly warns his female companion about dangerous movements while she fidgets, culminating in the caption's revelation that she's simply "the demonstrative type"—physical and expressive by nature, unable to sit still. All three pieces use romantic/recreational scenarios to satirize gender dynamics and personality quirks of the era.
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Suxavenen Vacationen—Hit me again! If I'm goin? back to the office tomorrow—I gotta get used to itl! I Know a Girl Gite thinks a jib is a fellow who's ‘ always trying to cheat you, that to “re fond of sail- ailing is packing stuff in big square bundles, but she says she’s absolutely mad on the subject of boating. When I asked her if she under- stood the theory of tacking, she re- plied that of course she did, but that no matter how careful she was she always seemed to give her thumb at least’ one good wallop. She thinks the boom of a boat is the noise made by the exhaust of the motor, that a galley is where they hang pictures and that a gig is a sort of an Irish tap dance. I s d to tell her how long the masts were on some of the famous racing boats and she said they couldn't be any longer than the ones she goes to every Sunday morning. I ventured to say that I thought the passing of the clippers was a rather sad thing and she said she didn’t mind it so much except once in a while the barber tickled her when he ran them up the back of her teck. She thinks oars are the raw dirt from which minerals are extracted and that starboard is good food. When I asked her if she'd care to ailing with me, she said she'd just 0 tomorrow I'm taking her ping for the best. —Carrout Carrore Changing Seats Mierke now! See what your care- I told you this thing was tippy as the deuce. Gosh that was a fright! Now try it gently. Gently, I said! Be careful, can't you! Whew! Took out! See there? You almost tipped it n that time, I don’t see why you t stay where you are, Have you got to wiggle and jiggle around so? lessness almost did Honestly I wish you'd stay where you are. “You're near enough to There's no use taking crazy chances. I don’t know about you, but I, person- ally, don’t fancy the idea of getting drenched! Oop! Another narrow escape! Now wait a minute. Don't move. Take wail two it easy. T have an ide r! One leg of this table’ aches short. Can't you stick a of paper under it so it won't tip so? “But, Alice—iwhy didn’t you tell me you were the demonstrative type?” 9 comicbooks.com