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This page contains early 20th-century satirical humor addressing social attitudes and behavior: **Top cartoons:** "The Playwright Collecting Material for a Problem Play" depicts a figure literally mining trash bins labeled "Society Scandal," "Divorce," and "Gossip" — satirizing playwrights who exploit sensational social problems as theatrical material rather than offering genuine commentary. **Dialogue exchanges:** Two brief comedic exchanges mock societal absurdities. One jokes about how social fashions change (from "Teddy" bear affection to "grizzly bear" behavior). Another mocks wealthy hypochondriacs: Emily's operation draws gifts, flowers, and sympathy calls — suggesting people perform illness for attention. **"The Gentle Brute" poem:** This satirizes moral hypocrisy — a speaker who torments animals and children yet sentimentally mourns damaging inanimate objects, revealing twisted priorities and selective compassion. **"The Intruder" scene:** A domestic comedy where a burglar's theft of brown wrapping paper distresses Mrs. Snow more than losing valuables — poking fun at petty middle-class concerns. Overall, the page ridicules social pretense, theatrical exploitation, and misplaced values.

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ABWwAL SET THE PLAYWRIGHT COLLECTING MATERIAL FOR ANDALL: to make People have a tendency fools of themselves ASSES Was Emily's operation a success? Guapys: Glorious! She got fifteen presents, a hundred dozen roses and had two hundred calls of inquiry nyway Yes, they have changed irom the Teddy to the grizzly bear Rocers : THE INTRUDER A PROBLEM PLAY, anti Ny at ey The Gentle Brute (Dedicated 10 whomsoever it is dedicated) LOVE to pull poor pussy's tail, There is such music in her wail: And yet, whene'er I pt leaf, I share the parent branch’s grief 1 a certain pleasant thrill When mashing flics upon the sill (I cannot hear, though I have tried To cast a faded flower aside) I kick my infant #m the head, To show him it is time for bed; Yet oft I wish I could atone For muddying some pretty stone. I maintain, a little poor dumb fate All living ercatures, Should learn to bear But O, [ mourn the Of everything inanimate pain Bd. RS. FROST: The burglars looted your place, didn’t they Mrs. Snow: Yes, my dear, and the worst of it is they took the last sheet of brown paper in the house to wrap up the things in. comicbooks.com