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This illustration and poem by R.S. Klatchkin appears to be a sentimental or melancholic piece rather than explicit satire. The silhouetted figure—a woman in dark clothing gazing pensively—dominates the composition. The poem "Helasi" reflects on lost innocence and romantic disappointment. The speaker recalls a carefree childhood and mentions "a certain little maid" who once brought joy but is now associated with broken promises and regret. The final lines express self-reproach about remaining "as happy-hearted" as in youth. Rather than targeting specific political figures or events, this appears to be Judge magazine's offering of romantic or nostalgic verse typical of early 20th-century periodicals—exploring themes of love, loss, and the passage of time through both image and poetry.

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yKESTTHELY* THERE was a little child I used to know— And once I knew a certain little maid, A merry little maid, whose eyes were blue— Half child, half woman, who, with dancing eyes, Who saw the world as through a roseate glow, . Looked at the primrose path before her laid, ‘And sang with merriment the whole day through ; ‘Tow happy-hearted to be wholly wise ; Who loved the sunshine as wild roses do— Who never dreamed a day might come when sighs A glad, gay pagan, jubilant and free. Might follow laughter, but who happily Ab, welll new ber whea her world was new— Looked in Life's face and smiled without surprise— ‘The merry little child that once was me. ‘The certain little maid that once was me. Of course you thought that in this verse I would Sigh for the days sad hearts may not forget, And harp upon the word misunderstood, ‘And how the promise of my youth had set. 1 really meant to do it all—and yet T hate to disappoint ; but, anyhow, Although those days were nice, I quite regret And blush to own I'm just as happy now. THEODOSLA GARRISON. comicbooks.com