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This page contains several short humorous pieces typical of early 20th-century American satirical magazines: **Top Cartoon:** A social satire on female modesty and fashion. Two women gossip cattily about Mrs. Jones's "modest" dress, with one remarking she's "trying to attract attention"—the humor lies in the irony that deliberately modest clothing was itself seen as an attention-seeking strategy. **Short Pieces:** The remaining content includes light domestic humor: a husband confessing he forgot to feed the cat and water plants; a child's wordplay about bathing until he gets "down to myself"; and cynical quips about courtship and morality. **"As Forecast by the Oracle":** A longer satirical poem predicting 1993. It mocks progressive optimism by suggesting that despite claims of social progress, human nature—particularly regarding morality, politics, and alcohol consumption—remains fundamentally unchanged. The tone suggests skepticism about claims of inevitable human improvement. Overall, the page reflects turn-of-the-century American middle-class anxieties about gender roles, morality, and whether modern society was genuinely improving.

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Your Face SAW your face last night, Through all my troubled dreams, Though now you wander far By country meads and streams. Its sweetness all had fled, The eyes held wrath and rue, Methought Medusa-like, You loomed upon my view. My guilty conscience squirmed, I longed for love that oft Beams on me from those orbs, So tender, true and soft. But crime will banish rest, So, Wife, I now confess A dire neglect of sacred things That doth my heart oppress. Yea, now for days full twain, I've shunned our city flat, And clean forgot to spray the plants, Or feed the blooming cat. ° —Orcola W. Haskell. The Hidden Hide ITTLE BOBBY was sent to the bath- room and told to take a thorough bath, after having played close to Mother Earth all day. “How are you getting along?” called his mother. “Pretty well,” replied Bobby, opti- mistically; “I'm almost getting down to myself.” Outsiders First Professor—Do you think the study of Greek a necessity? Second Professor—Well, I know of several young men who have not learned it who have grown up and raised families but I can’t say I approve of them. How Are They Biting? Hokus—The devil always uses such attractive bait. Pokus—Oh, I don’t know. He can catch some people with a bare hook. Fifty-Fifty He—Her children are jewels! She—Well, her husband may have the jewels if she can win the case. All But Grandma—He'd make you a good husband, by all accounts. Bessie—All accounts but bank account. As Forecast by the Oracle TRAVELED, on Pegassian wings, The Oracle to see, Desiring to learn certain things Of Nineteen Ninety-three. “Will women, long oppressed by men, Then rule?” was Question One. ‘The answer: “Did not Adam, then, Do what Eve wanted done?” “Will we have grown less moral in That age?” was Question Two. “You'll all praise virtue—and like sin— As all the ages through.” “Will Progress have made social wrong xtinct?”? was Question Three. “You'll be almost as far along As in Four Thou., B. C.” “Will world-old Demon Drink unknown By then be, everywhere?” Reply: “As in the Age of Stone, So in the Age of Air.” “Will politics be clean at last, By science overcome?” The Voice made answer: Comes the millennium.” Not so fast, “What! can you no great changes name?” I asked, my point to press. “No. Human nature just the same Will be; whate’er its dress.” —Lee Shippey. Some Men Some men are great thinkers of second- hand thoughts. comicbooks.com