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This page features a poem titled "The Wanderer" accompanied by an illustration. The poem describes a traveler who encountered a mysterious, cheerful character and lost him—establishing a nostalgic, reflective tone. The illustration below depicts what appears to be a social gathering or tavern scene with seven figures of varying ages and apparent social classes—from children to elderly men and women—seated around a table with drinks. The style suggests early 20th-century social satire. The specific satirical target remains unclear from the visible content alone. The "wanderer" poem may be allegorical, and the diverse group illustration likely comments on social mixing or class interaction, but without additional historical context, the precise political or social commentary cannot be definitively identified.

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NCE he came, the wanderer Chance; Sprang up faun-like from the earth; Tried to trick my feet to dance; Tried to coax my lips to mirth; Just one moment—then I flung Past him—oh, for I was young! Thought that he would follow on; Turned to look—but he was gone! The Wanderer Twice he came, the wanderer Chance; Scrambled down a violet bank; Caught my hand and sought my glance; Oh, his own was gay and frank! But my eyes, confused. afraid, Hid away, no answer made. Half he seemed to li Scrambled up the ban Faery province of Romance, Foam-encirel trewn with spring, Now I know anderer Chance reless king the while! tell with eyes and smile, Lest too late I learn the truth, That he was a god in sooth! THE GERM EXCHANGE comicbooks.com