The Wasp, 1918 · page 64 of 330
The Wasp — 1918 — page 64: what you’re looking at
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This page contains prose fiction rather than a political cartoon. It depicts a romantic narrative scene where a man (apparently named Burnham) encounters an unconscious woman on a beach whom he believes is from St. Kitts. She reveals herself as the governor's daughter of Nevis—a nearby island. The passage emphasizes her beauty through elaborate description ("eyes as deep and blue as the sea") and establishes dramatic irony: Burnham's despair upon learning her identity suggests he's fleeing from "Smith and Winch and the detested New" (text cuts off)—likely criminals or antagonists—and now finds himself dangerously close to them while helping this woman. The content appears to be serialized fiction within *The Wasp* magazine rather than satire or political commentary. Without additional context about the full story or the individuals referenced, the specific satirical target remains unclear.
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THE WASP ANS 55 last and looked up at him with vague inquiry in her gaze. Her eyes were as deep and blue as the sea, _ with lights of amber and dark green in their cool depths. He returned her unwavering gaze steadily and cheerily. She sighed, and her lids fluttered and closed. “Turk threw me,” she whispered. ‘ Where ~ am I—and who are you ?” “You are safe,” he answered gently. “I found you fallen on the beach, unconscious, but a few minutes ago. I am a stranger in St. Kitts; but if you can tell me where you live I shall give aye the honour of taking you to _ your home.” She opened her eyes again fora second. “This is not St. Kitts,’? she said. ‘‘ It is the island of Nevis, and I am the governor’s daughter. Will you be so kind—as to take me—to—— ” Her voice faded into silence, as if from utter weariness. At the mention of Nevis Burnham felt despair for a moment, and showed something of it in his face. In the darkness he had sailed toward the wrong island, and now it might be that he Was no more than a few miles distant from . Smith and Winch and the detested New comichooks.com.