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**Top Cartoon:** A humorous domestic scene where children have brought home a dead plesiosaur. The dialogue reveals the children followed it home and mother blames them for tempting it with an apple—a playful inversion of the Adam and Eve story. This is pure fantasy humor with no political content. **"A Mayflower Maid" and "Trouble Ahead":** These are short poems/verses. The first romanticizes a Mayflower ancestor; the second satirizes government bureaucracy through two officials discussing troop increases, with one dismissing concerns about "fanatics." **"Far Away":** A brief quip about free-verse poets and organizational harmony—likely mocking modernist poetry trends. **Bottom Cartoon "The Pilgrim's Progress":** Depicts figures traveling or struggling through landscape, likely referencing Bunyan's allegory, though the specific satirical point remains unclear from this image alone.

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Eve: NOW, CAIN, WHERE DID THAT PLESIOSAURUS COME FROM ? HE FOLLOWED ME HOME, MAW. “TELL ME THE TRUTH. Cain A Mayflower Maid ancestor (God rest his soul hath been dust so long!), night ease his passion’s dole, ved this ancient song. ‘Twas writ within his Memory Book My Grandmother bequeathed ; What nt midnight hours he took Wit swers around it wreathed! To Crarity: Thou art as sweet \s Plymouth apple bloom; The waves retreat before thy feet With all their flying spume. (1620) The sunshine lingers in thy hair Although the daylight flee Thou art no witch, yet I declare Thou hast bewitchéd me! Now I have Faith and I have Hope To aid me on my way, Howe'er so steep and rough the slope Whereby my footsteps stray; O all ye starry powers above, This prayer I lift to thee: Grant me the guerdon of thy love, And give me—Charity! ‘linton Scollard. THE PILGRIM’S PROGRESS YOU MUST HAVE TEMPTED HIM WITH THAT APPLE,” Trouble Ahead IRST GOVERNMENT OFFICIAL: We shall have to double our force for the next census. Seconn G. O.: Why?) We haven't twice as many people as in 1910- by the returns. No; but there are twice as many fanatics.” Far Away “T)O you think the free-verse poets will ever go out on strike?” “Not unless they introduce some har- mony into their organization.” comicbooks.com