Judge, 1934-03 · page 7 of 36
Judge — March 1934 — page 7: what you’re looking at
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# Analysis of Judge Page This page contains two humor pieces: **"Found in a Bottle"**: A letter from George E. Porgey to "Judge" Milkman, humorously requesting one quart instead of two. Porgey claims his wife left him, and he's lonely and rarely home—thus needs less milk. The joke hinges on his elaborate, mock-serious "deposition" about marital discord and his wife's predictable return "on her hands and knees." It's domestic humor typical of early 20th-century Judge magazine, mocking unhappy marriages. **"Major Tragedies"**: A cartoon caption stating "Georgie Jessel gets laryngitis on Mother's Day." This references Georgie Jessel, a known performer/personality of the era. The cartoon shows a man distressed beside a radio, implying his inability to perform vocally on a sentimental holiday—the humor derives from the inconvenient timing of his illness. Both pieces rely on period-specific cultural references and domestic/entertainment gossip.
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Judge Found in a Bottle R Milkman: Kindly leave one quart instead of two hereafter. Reason: My wife ha left me. Drink the other quart yourself; I can't use it. Besides, | am hardly ever home. But that isn’t why my wife left. She left to see her lawyer and this is what brought about the final scene. And what a scene it was. But then it should have been good we had had so many rehearsals You will think she is probably with relatives, and you will be right, h she is. They left with her and will stick by her through thick and thin, as they always have done. The thicker they were, the more they stuck. We've had lots of family spats but until this last one we al s patched things up, mostly hands and faces. Some day she'll come crawling back to me on her hands and knees, probably to bite me on the leg. I make this deposition in full posses- sion of what faculties I have, as an ex- planation for the curtailment of my al- lotment from your . Although our only communication has been by dumb- waiter I give you my assurance of con- tinued regards to you, and also your horse. Very truly yours, . Grorcr E. Porcey. “Callahan, haven't you solved that brewery mystery yet?” Major Tragedies—Georgie Jessel gets laryngitis on Mother's Day. 5 comicbooks.com