Judge, 1928-11-17 · page 16 of 36
Judge — November 17, 1928 — page 16: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page from *Judge* magazine contains light satirical humor typical of early 20th-century American comedy. The top cartoon depicts a domestic scene where a man and woman present a sponge cake, with accompanying quips about workplace dynamics and customer service interactions—standard observational humor about ordinary life. The larger cartoon below shows "The King of Petunia" playing bridge with three subjects, where one character repeatedly says "Two Spades" while another insists they should bid higher on diamonds. The joke appears to be a simple pun: the card game dialogue mimics the sound of spoken words in a comedic misunderstanding. The right column contains "Jests in Pun and Otherwise Cracks"—brief one-liners and limericks on mundane topics (occupations, relationships, food preferences). There's wordplay like "quayle" (likely "quail") and references to stenographers and war-era occupations. Overall, this represents *Judge*'s formula of gentle domestic and wordplay humor rather than sharp political satire, aimed at middle-class readers seeking lighthearted entertainment.
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JUDGE “IT’S A LOV Y SPGNGE CAKE FOR YOUR BIRTH- DAY,” LAUGHED THE LITTLE WOMAN Well, well, here’s old reliable No. 43576, Series B, dusted off and ready for the customers. “See here, miss,” snapped old Mrs. Pepper to a salesgirl, “why don't you stop talking when I look at you?” “Sorry, ma’am, but I ain’t no clock!” retorted Bella, taking down her back hair. Come down off the flag-pole, Fred, they want to hoist Old Glory. Two SPapES? You'ss. Bip FIVE) | DramMonns — THA ss WHAT You'LL BID! The King of Petunia enjoys a little bridge game with three of his subjects. Jest in Pun And Otherwise Cracks hat fellow’s output is stag- iter or manufacture “Neither. Bouncer in a night club.” Success by leaps and bounce. Song of the Philosophical Anti- Stevedores: a-piers they'll dock our pay, boys—wharf they do?” I bet that one made you quayle. that’s Here's one simply “Oh, no, just a lieutenant.” A major offense, any way you look at it. First Grass Widow—Who was that gent I seen you with last night? Second G. W.—That wasn’t no gent—that was my has-been! Gent-ly with the bricks—re- member I’m a lady. Limber Limericks, No. 1 There was a young lady from Greenwic Who simpully couldn't eat speen- wich, She could choke down a dab, A sliver, or slab, But that would be all she could meenwich, Not bad, for exactly 18 seconds by the clock. Here’s one I worked on 18 days... “You'd hardly know him—he’s gotten to be such a stocky fellow.” “Oh—thicker?” “No, ticker.” Well, maybe I’d better work on it a little longer. “Oh, boy, what a baby I met Well, s’long, Abyssinia later... —Jaguita comicbooks.com