Judge, 1935-12 · page 9 of 41
Judge — December 1935 — page 9: what you’re looking at
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# Analysis of Judge Page 7 This page contains two unrelated satirical sketches typical of Judge magazine's humor format. The top cartoon, titled "Judge," depicts a domestic dispute where a woman in bed receives a wire from her first husband demanding his face be slapped. The satire likely targets messy divorce situations and remarriage complications of the era. The bottom section, "Signs of Prosperity" and "Service," features conversational snippets about stock tips, toothpaste formulas, and airplane investments—satirizing the speculative fever and get-rich-quick schemes of the 1920s economic boom. The final sketch about shoe repair shops mocks overpromising service businesses. The humor relies on everyday domestic and commercial frustrations recognizable to contemporary readers, rather than specific political figures or events.
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“Here’s a wire from my first husband—he ought to have his face slapped!” Signs of Prosperity L STEN, Eddie, I just heard that Sawdust, Incorporated, as got a new formula paste out of sawdust. You know what that means, don't you? Say, as soon as the news gets out their common stock will jump ten pots easily!" ro making t w here’s something hot. Bill was telling me that Con- ed Needle is being looked over by a big pool. If I u— were y “Sure, T heard the tip on Wyoming Tombstone. But T don’t think it’s on the level. Now you take a thousand bucks da “Television is the thing. If I had five hundred dollars T could spare—" “Did you see what that engineer said about airplanes the other day? Believe 1 ugh is going into aviation stocks.” “What? Oh, the broker’ in to see a friend . Eddie, | wonder if you'd endorse my note for a thousand dollars. You see—” from now on all my « office? Ha-ha-ha! I just dropped Service T! = “shoes repaired while you wait” shops certainly live up to their part of the agreement. You leave your shoes in the morning and say you'll be back for them in the evening. Then you go back in the evening and they're repaired while you wait. “That's your Father! Too lazy to even walk in his sleep!” comicbooks.com —