The Wasp, 1918 · page 261 of 330
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This page contains narrative text rather than a political cartoon. It appears to be a serialized adventure story from *The Wasp* magazine depicting a nighttime maritime raid or theft. The passage describes voyagers secretly provisioning boats and stealing a trading schooner from a coastal village. The text mentions characters James Burnham and Bill Hook executing a coordinated operation—scouts reconnoiter the village while others steal supplies and ships under cover of darkness. The writing emphasizes stealth and daring ("like a dark ghost," "muffled oars"). Without additional context or illustrations visible on this page, it's unclear what specific event, political situation, or public figures this adventure story references or satirizes. *The Wasp* was known for satirical content, but this reads as straightforward fiction rather than explicit commentary. The story's point or satirical target remains unclear from the text alone.
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252 THE WASP coast for several hours. When the sun was high the voyagers went ashore and hid the craft. Six of the company, including the captain, set out on foot to spy upon the village. The boat was launched and manned again immediately. after sunset. The quiet cove where the fishing-boats rode at their stone anchors — was entered two hours later. The village slum- bered peacefully. No dog barked even when the adventurers went ashore in search of provisions. James Burnham’s luck was with him. Some — rough provisions were found in an unguarded storehouse and carried down to the boat. Then the best craft of the little fleet was provisioned andmanned. The anchor was brought noiselessly | aboard. Oars were muffled and’ manned, and the pride of the fleet stole out of the cove like a dark ghost, with the open boat towing — astern.” 2 Clear of the cove, the patched sail was hoisted. The voyagers beat up to windward for a couple ~ of hours, then headed due south. A chill cavers z } Bill Hook and rattled his teeth. am | The affair of the trading-schooner proved to be \ a trifle more difficult than the affair of the fishing- | boat, but the daring voyagers transferred them- —_—_| selves from the fishing-boat to the decked fore- | hee ComICbooks-com