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This page contains two distinct pieces: an illustrated short story and a political dialogue. **The illustration** shows two women at a Pensacola country club, likely depicting a romantic or scandalous encounter. The caption references "woman's rights" and "the pursuit of Percy van Sleeves," suggesting commentary on women's independence and romantic freedom. **"From a Sinner's Diary"** is cynical social commentary on relationships and human nature—observations that "falling in love is like breaking a bone" and cynical observations about desire and deception. The tone reflects 1920s-era skepticism about romance and social conventions. **"Well, Isn't It?"** is a political dialogue between "John Bull" (Britain) and "Brother Jonathan" (America). It satirizes American democracy, with Jonathan claiming Americans "vote for the limit"—suggesting that voting rights themselves are the extent of American political power, perhaps implying limited actual democratic influence or that citizens merely choose between constrained options. The piece mocks both monarchies and republics as equally compromised systems.

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hut AT THE PENSACOLA, FLORIDA, COUNTRY CLUB Hensiette FROM A SINNER’S DIARY By LYNETTE FREEMIRE E’RE all getting sowe want what they earn for bossing gangs. If you want to please, imitate a mother -arealone. The ones you're practicing on won't know it till afterward, too long after for you to reap, and it will be blamed tedious for you. But I'm telling you. You've got to pay, either in love or money, mind that. (Whoever has one is generally trading it for the other.) Scowls block traffic. Always the wrong one dies. There won't anything matter —to you—in a hundred years. Man pulls the trigger. up the wounds. Falling in love is like breaking a bone. Falling out is like rebreaking it. Woman binds ‘What are Maude’s ideas of woman's rights? Brother’s oats are coming up. His drill. must have had an ulcerated tooth. The moon a couple hours after da: light always looks to me as if it wa getting home from a dance. You can drown even a duck if you hold its nose under. It’s a bad thing, all around, to get people convinced they’re what they really are. You can’t be an old plow horse and train for the races at the same time. But one person—Tiger Lily—influ- ential enough to own an auto loves me enough to take me joy riding without tallying the mileage; but she lives far; and I’m busy; so I’ve always had to buy a rig and hitch it up while I got ready; and by that time the bandwagon had gone clear on. If you want to be avenged just watch— if they’re married. Dulcine—Life. liberty, and the pursuit of Percy van Sleeve. Quackery ‘T'S ISM THIS and Ism that, And Anti this and Anti. . They're all about the same. hey’re mostly plans, To fool the clans. Oh, anything for wealth and fame! The Outs are fighting to get in, To purge the universe of sin, The Ins are standing pat. It's evil thee, And holy me. It’s Ism this and Anti that! —Walter M. Danburg. Well, Isn't It? John Bull—Now ours is a monarchy, while yours is a Brother Jonathan—Limited republic. John Bull—Limited republic? Why, don’t you vote for—? Brother Jonathan—What we vote for is the limit. limited comicbooks,cem