Judge, 1935-02 · page 6 of 36
Judge — February 1935 — page 6: what you’re looking at
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# Analysis of Judge Magazine Page This page contains three separate humorous pieces: 1. **"Always gets his man"** (top): A totem pole of stacked figures illustrates the caption about someone sitting on a pole for two weeks. The joke appears to reference a classic detective or authority figure unable to locate someone despite their reputation for success. 2. **"No Nude"** (right): A hillbilly character negotiates train travel, asking about a "trunk." The agent's misunderstanding of rural dialect for comic effect was a common stereotype humor trope of this era. 3. **"You Can't Win"** (left): Two men discuss a financial note and endorsement. The satire concerns financial obligations and reputation—suggesting one's name carries no value in securing loans during economic hardship. All three pieces use wordplay and character misunderstandings typical of early 20th-century American comic magazines.
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Nude HILLBILLY edged up to the ticket window of a little jerkwater railroad station. “Mister,” he said, “I aim to go to New York to fiddle in Zeb Stewart's Kentucky band. Can you fix me up for to get there? Certainly,” replied the agent, “the Spe goes through here in about five minutes and I can flag her for you—but what about your trun! “Trunk?” asked the puzzled moun- what's a trunk for?” To put your clothes in,” replied the “ ” cried the scandalized hill- billy, me go nekked WO aviators who made a foreed landing in Africa recently, repaired their plane and hurriedly took off. Just when the natives were discussing “Always gets his man, eh? Well, Ikok’s been sitting on that pole recipes for bird pie. YS § & P for two weeks and he can’t find him.” You Can’t Win AND, Fred, I'm not saying your note isn’t good, not atall. It's just that it’s a lifelong prin- PA EV Con) on ciple I sort of take pride in, a lifelong Hey, coach! Can’t we en- rule. Otherwise, of course, I’d endorse ter Lumpett in the high- it for you in a minute.” Jump? He’s got ants in “Well, Fred, you know how it is his pants. with me. My name wouldn't be any good on a note right now... .” “Oh, you having ar tro A little note like that? Now, I wouldn't worry about it. Why not just go down to the bank and lay the facts b them. I'd like to help you out, but my name isn’t worth a dime since the crash. You know how it is, Fred.” “I'd like to do it for you, old chap, but you remember how I had to make good for Jones on an endorsement. Of course, I'm not saying... .” “Fred, old chap, I'd love to be of service to you, but these fellows will be checking your endorsers, and my as- sets are frozen tight. Otherwise... .” “Honest, Fred, that’s the way it stands with me. In fact, I was just go- ing to ask you to lend me a little to tide me over... .” “Sure, Fred, I ought to know you better than anybody and I’m glad you gave me this opportunity. Your note is as good as gold with me, but... .” comicbooks.com