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This page contains serialized fiction rather than a political cartoon. The text describes a narrative scene involving characters named Burnham and Trimmer discussing a schooner hidden in a forest inlet. The story appears to involve a mutiny or escape: Trimmer has freed himself and companions from bondage, overpowered the officers and crew of a brig called the *Good Cheer*, and now possesses a white schooner. Burnham, described as resembling "a tailor's son" rather than "a gentleman of fortune," apparently agrees to join Trimmer's enterprise. Without additional context or visible illustrations, it's unclear what specific historical event or contemporary scandal this fictional narrative might be satirizing or referencing. The Wasp typically mixed illustrated satire with serialized stories, but this page shows only text. The maritime mutiny plot suggests possible commentary on labor conditions or class struggle, common Wasp themes, but specifics remain unclear from this excerpt alone.

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rn THE WASP 169 SRO Santon PS GCOS SERGI EC SC though he doesn’t look much like a—well, a gentle- man of fortune.” — “Gladly!” cried Burnham, rising to his feet and grinning at the tailor’s son. “I accept your offer with gratitude, and so spare you the unpleasant duty of naming the alternative course for me.” Trimmer laughed uproariously and slapped the other’s shoulder. The white schooner lay in a deep, narrow pocket hemmed in by tangled forests. The entrance to this haven was not more than twenty yards across, but it widened within to a width of close upon eighty yards. Here was sea room in which to swing the schooner around with the help of the boats. She lay now at the back of the basin, with her nose toward the entrance, moored by two lines. Awn- ings of old sails shaded the decks. Trimmer showed Burnham over the schooner, then told his story. He had slipped his shackles, freed his companions in misery, and overpowered the officers and crew of the brig Good Cheer, as we Comichooks.com