Life, 1915-08-12 · page 35 of 40
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This page contains a book review in verse of "Still Jim" by Honoré Willsie, satirizing early 20th-century American anxieties about immigration and assimilation. **The Satire:** The poem mocks a New England protagonist who fears his heritage is being "submerged" by foreign immigrants ("Hunkies, Dagoes, Wops and Ginneys"—period slurs). Jim attempts to build a dam and establish a dynasty, but his plans collapse when his girlfriend elopes with a Greek man. The moral, delivered by columnist Arthur Guiterman, ridicules Jim's racial pride while celebrating practical assimilation: success requires being a "first-class mixer" rather than clinging to ethnic purity. **Modern Context:** The satire targets nativist anxieties of the era, using Jim's failed projects and romantic loss to undercut white Anglo-Saxon Protestant fears about demographic change. The poem advocates pragmatic integration over exclusionary nationalism—though from a perspective still steeped in ethnic stereotyping. The page also includes period advertisements for Remington shotguns and Old Overholt whiskey.
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Rhymed Reviews Still Jim (By Honoré Willsie. F. A. Stokes Co.) UOTH Jim, a chip of Plymouth Rock, "*Alack! our staunch New England kin is Submerged beneath this foreign flock Of Hunkies, Dagoes, Wops and Ginneys! “T'll start a tribe, like Abraham,” He vowed, “and, maybe, save the Nation !"— Then started West to build a dam For purposes of Reclamation. Rut while some hundred hours a week He spent in working hard and hop- ing, His Girl ran off and wed a Greek Who paralyzed himself eloping. And when his dam was nearly done, Misled by slanders, slily spoken, The thankless farmers, every one, Were keen to have him shelved and broken. His Girl came out (the Husband died In time to make our ending happy) ; And Jim renounced the silent pride That kept the settlers feeling scrappy. addressed of rae Jane 15,1820 Y After court adjourned, I brought the Judge home to dine, We related many a witty anecdote after dinner over our bottle ot \ “Same for 100 yean™ For over a century the superior merit | of Old Overholt has won — | the appreciation of men of ff \\ highest integrity. Possesses a fw uniform quality and exquis- am ite boquet. Aged in the [ wood, bottled in bond. A. OVERHOLT & Co, Pittaburgh, Pa. | Old Overholt Rye | Two Guns That Are Sportsmen’s Favorites HERE are many kinds of re- peating shotguns— both pump action and autoloading—some to be had at very low prices. But it is typical of sportsmen that the great majority prefer Remington-UMC by reason of Remington-UMC achieve- ments in arms and ammunition, and the performance of Remington-UMC Pump and Autoloading Shotguns in the hands of the average man. Remington-UMC Pump Gun—"The Good Old Standby”—six shots, bottom ejection, solid breech, hammerless, safe. “The Auto Shotgun that Work simply pull the trigger for each shot. Solid breech, bammerless, safe. Go to the Remington-UMC dealer. He can give you all the mechanical details—he knows the difference in guns. Whichever you prefer—Pump or Autoload- {ng—you can put your money into a Rem- ington and be sure of getting a recl gun. REMINGTON ARMS-UNION METALLIC CARTRIDGE CO. Woolworth Bldg, (233 Broadway) New York City Around among the farms he went And talked so well that all the neighbors Implored the U. S. Government To let him consummate his labors, This tale would seem to inculcate A lot of Lessons, hard to swallow: That, first of all, The Girl won't wait; So marry now, Iet Fortune follow; That childless races disapp And pride of race is no elixir; And that a man to boss things here Must learn to be a first-class mixer. Arthur Guiterman, A WOMAN thinks she has done more than is expected of her if she comes within an hour of meeting her appointment with another woman and finds that the other woman is already there,