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# Analysis of Judge Magazine Page **"Home, Sweet Home"** (top): A satirical dialogue about employment agency practices. Lena complains about being placed in an apartment with "plenty of electric things to make work easy," yet the family treated her poorly despite promises of kind family treatment. The joke critiques employment agencies' deceptive marketing—promising modern conveniences and good conditions while delivering mistreatment of domestic workers. **"Championship Bout"** (bottom): A political cartoon depicting a boxing match metaphor. Various politicians, lawyers, and judges occupy ringside seats while a "champ" (likely a specific political figure) fights a "challenger." The satire mocks how political disputes become theatrical spectacles with numerous hangers-on—"ghost writers," "messenger boys," and legal advisers—turning serious political conflict into entertainment for the gallery.

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Home, Sweet Home “T coutpn’t work for them another minute,” wept Lena to the head of the employment agency. “They were the most awful people I ever lived with. Such I never want one like it nu! “Ach, Lena,” soothed Mrs. Rum- plemeyer, “I thought those were good people [sent you to, They got a nice, up-to-date apartment with all modern improvements.” “Ja, the sobbed Ler eleetric thing: But you don't know how awful it was there!" “But, Lena,” said Mrs. Rumple- meyer, “when they came here to get 1 1 was told that they would treat 1 like one of the famil e at's why I left,” led Lena. “They did!” —Hveu Woon urtment was lovely,” 1 they got plenty of to make the work easy. JUDGE Crry Contracton—Send aor out immediately! Here's a street I just found what ain't torn up! \ “Hmph! Now I know he drinks!” Championship Bout t is a colorful gathering, most of the color being in the noses of the politicians who, together with lawyers and judges, occupy the ringside seats. As the champ enters the arena there is much shouting. He glances up and gives a dirty look at several rows of c gers who are in the gallery. The champ is escorted to the ri by his handlers, henchmen and a bevy of messenger boys, all waving telegrams. A group of testimonial seekers precedes him into the ring, where he signs a num ber of testimoni he ch by his I ing him o torneys, political se r enters, surrounded isers, who are assur weakened condition of his adversary. He is also shadowed by several ghost writers. ‘The rear is brought up by a number of motion picture executives, anxious to sign him up for the talkie The gladiators are asked to say a few words. Then all is in readiness for the political speakers, who ex plain how the fight was brought to their city and State. The gong rings and the fight is on The champ rushes from his corner and is slapped with a subpana, r quiring him to appear in court: with all correspondence concerning his last bout. They go into a clinch, which lasts until the bell rings. Round Two: The champ refuses to go on until he consults his lawyers The bout is then awarded the lenger, and it is all over but th litigation, which will extend into th: ye —R. C. O'Bries comicbooks.com