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This page contains three satirical pieces: **"A Tale Retold"** (poem by Theodosia Garrison): A cynical reimagining of Aesop's tortoise-and-hare fable. Rather than celebrating the tortoise's victory, Garrison questions the moral: the tortoise wins through plodding single-mindedness, while the sensitive, artistic hare loses because of his temperament—not laziness. She argues the hare actually had more joy in living. The satire critiques rigid moralism that rewards conformity over individuality. **"Absolute Honesty"** (Wall Street Column): Sardonic commentary on stock exchange ethics. The piece mocks the call for "absolute honesty" among brokers while they constantly trade for personal profit—an inherent conflict of interest. The reference to Diogenes (ancient cynic philosopher searching for honest men) suggests honesty is practically nonexistent on Wall Street. **"What We Are Coming To"**: Light satire on futuristic predictions about harvesting Sargasso Sea seaweed as food. The humor lies in imagining impractical logistics like "submarine express wagons." The page blends political/social critique (Wall Street corruption) with cultural commentary on morality and individualism.

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390 A Tale Retold HE hare he loitered by the way— The tortoise reached the spot (First read to me when aetat three The tale it liked me not.) Deponent sayeth not what bliss The goal awarded there; One may despise his enterprise, And yet I like that hare. The tortoise took the level road Without an observation— A creature mere of one idea, Void of imagination. The hare frisked sideways through the fields, Allured of many causes, And made, no doubt, where turnips sprout Appreciative pauses. The tortoise turned nor right nor left— Intent upon the goal he. A song-bird blue the hare heard through— A most artistic soul he. The tortoise labored through the dust— Intent on destination. The hare the while skipped back a mile In some long-eared flirtation. Ah, well, the tortoise reached the goal With ne'er an interference. In primers brown he wears the crown Of lofty perseverance. The hare is pointed to with scorn And counseled to repent. "Twas not his gait that made him late— "Twas just his temperament. Ah, many a tortoise do I know, Renowned for rarely resting, Homely and good as wholesome food And just as interesting. And many a frisky hare I know, The ‘hoarded hours a-giving, To sing and praise and laugh and laze And take his joy in living. L’Envoi Yet let the ancient moral rise— My story it hath none— Of course the tortoise won the prize— Who was it had the fun? Theodosia Garriso *LIFE- LiFE’s Wall Street Column A STRONG MARKET “Absolute Honesty“ Absolute honesty on the part of mem bers of American stock exchanges is of paramount importance to the public.— Charles A, Conant, in the Atlantic Monthly. BSOLUTE hon- esty”’ is still seeking even a tempo- rary employment in a good many other places besides the stock ex- change, and up to date has very little prospect of “ Ad- vancement for the future. But is there any place on the face of the earth, recognized as at all legitimate, where “absolute hon- esty"’ has a poorer chance than on the stock exchange? How can members of the stock exchange attain to any measure of “absolute honesty’? when they themselves are constantly buying and selling for their own account? It is not upon record that Diogenes ever visited the stock ex- change. Even he had some notion of the value of his own time What We Are Coming To ILL seaweed be our regular dict in the future? Mr. John L. Cowan declares: In the great Sargasso Sea alone, in the North Atlantic Ocean, sufficient nu- tritious vegetation flourishes to support the entire population of Europe. Hitherto, we have been restricted in our salad making to the ordinary things gathered upon the earth. It is true that we have done fairly well. But a new vista is opened up when we can draw upon the Sar- gasso Sea as a basis of supplies. For one thing, seaweed is always in season. There would be no growing it under glass. All that any re- spectable restaurant would need would be a deep sea gardener and a submarine express wagon. Necessary ASTLETON: You think, then, Doctor, this is a good remedy for sea-sickness ? Doctor Poser: Infallible! When do you sail? “T’m not sailing. I’m only going to take a trip over the Long Island Railroad. I view of recent events, Mr Roosevelt seems to be conduct- ing the anti-Haskell campaign, as- sisted by Mr. Bryan, comicbooks.com