Judge, 1930-08-09 · page 11 of 36
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# Judge Magazine Satire Analysis This page satirizes **traveling salesmen** and their domestic deceptions. The main article mocks a fictional service called "Letters for All Occasions, Inc." that supplies pre-written letters for salesmen to mail home, allowing them to neglect actual correspondence while pursuing leisure activities. The sample letter reveals the hypocrisy: the salesman claims to miss his wife ("Little Woman") while detailing his evening playing cards and poker with dubious companions. The story culminates in a rigged card game where a con artist ("the goy") exploits the salesmen, suggesting their own moral compromises make them easy marks. The accompanying cartoon depicts a secretary typing correspondence for clients—visualizing the service's absurdity. The satire targets male infidelity, negligent husbands, and the rationalization of dishonest behavior, presented with Judge magazine's characteristic cynical humor about American business culture and domestic life.
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Letters for All Occasions Ne of the greatest problems con- fronting Traveling Salesmen_ is the weekly letter which they are ex- pected to send home to the Little Woman. For a very nominal fee, our organization, known as Letters for All Occasions, Inc., will furnish Traveling Salesmen with a letter for every week in the yi subscribers As soon as one of our rts to Des Moines, all he has to do is to drop one of these in a mail-box and then go on to his pinochle yame. When he gets to Sioux City he does the same. A sample letter follows: Dear Dolly Well, how is my baby getting along without me? Believe me, I miss my little lump of sugar and wish she was here. I am working very hard and last night up late with Joe Finkle (Fargo Cement Co.), Sam Goldman (Glossman’s Buttonholes and Cuffs), Benny Wolfe (Wolfe, Wolfe and Wolfe, Furs), and a goy we met in the lobby of the hotel. a JUDGE We were just sitting around arguing whether or not open buttonholes are coming back or not when this gentle- man (which afterwards we found out he was no gentleman) came up and said, “Do you feel hot tonight So we all said “Yes,” thinking that he meant, “It is a warm night. How would little you gentleman like a drink of something cooling?” === Bat he did not mean that. What he meant was, “Do you feel lucky enough to sit in at a little card gz with me, you suckers?” he meant. So we played poker with him. I am having good luck at first. Four times in a row Benny Wolfe and I are left all alone and each time I call him, and win. Benny said, “Sometime you will call Wolfe onct too oft That Benny certainly is a card But this goy that we picked up in the lobby now starts to win—espe- cially he wins when it is his deal and that was the cause of a big argument. The argument was whether that pack of cards the goy brought into the game had two aces of hearts in it from the beginning or did he slip the extra ace in after we started playing. like this: I and he are the only ones left and I am sitting pretty with an ace high ight. This burglar s us raise the limit be se We are not a couple of grocery clerks.” (Continued on page 25) ne That is what It began ys ton vaub CAR RUT “Take a letter, please, Mrs. Stanisovolshy.” comicbooks.com