The Wasp, 1913 · page 227 of 364
The Wasp — 1913 — page 227: what you’re looking at
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This page appears to be **prose fiction rather than a political cartoon**. It's a narrative passage from a serialized story titled "The Wasp," depicting a romantic encounter between a governor's daughter and a sailor named Alexander Burnham. The text describes the woman's emotional response upon meeting Alexander, whom she initially confuses with or compares to James Burnham. The passage emphasizes the contrast between her idealized, romantic vision of James (from dreams) and reality. Over a week of meetings with Alexander, she gradually stops discussing James, suggesting her romantic interest shifts. The content is sentimental melodrama typical of serialized fiction from this era—not satire or political commentary. Without additional context about the publication's date or the full story, the specific satirical point (if any) remains unclear. This may be entertainment content rather than the magazine's typical satirical cartoon work.
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a 222 THE WASP ham she lost color, swayed, and laid a hand on her father’s arm for support; but her fine eyes bright- ened with a wonderful light at the back of them. This was the romantic being that she had built of gratitude and admiration in her deep heart about the person of James Burnham. This was James as she had dreamed of him at night, not as she had seen him in the white light of day and the yellow light of candles. The sailor’s blue eyes dwelt kindly, even tenderly, upon her face as he took her extended hand in his strong grasp. During the week that followed their first meeting the governor’s daughter and Alexander Burnham met daily. They rode together along the sands and upon the hills in the clean, cool hours of morning and evening. They sat in shaded and beflowered © gardens side by side. At first the girl would talk of James, describing his valor and his unfailing good nature, and the sadness that always lurked behind his smile; but in a day or two she ceased to speak of him. Comichooks.com