Captain Billy's Whiz Bang, August 1922 · page 63 of 67
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This page contains several satirical pieces reflecting 1920s American culture: **Theater Tidbit**: A mild joke about Rev. Thomas Davis (a real baseball chaplain for Connie Mack's Athletics) commenting on elaborate ladies' restrooms at a commencement. The humor lies in his evasive, genteel response to a woman's exclamation—he hasn't seen such facilities since youth, implying either rural simplicity or the novelty of modern plumbing. **Flappers' Prayer**: Satirizes 1920s young women ("flappers") as reckless and irreverent, joking they want temptation located rather than avoided—reflecting anxieties about post-WWI youth behavior and changing morality. **Mother Goose Up to Date**: This is Prohibition-era satire. The nursery rhyme parodies alcohol smuggling: the "king" (bootlegger), "queen" (seller), and "lookout" are caught when a "boozehound" raids their operation. It mocks both illegal alcohol production and enforcement failure. **More or Less Exact**: A cynical one-liner about male uniformity, presented as women's common complaint—mild gender satire typical of the era.
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Captain Billy's Whiz Bang 61 Theater Tidbit The Rev. Thomas Davis, "the baseball par- son," known as the chaplain of Connie Mack's rejuvenated Athletics, was sitting in a box in an opera house where collegiate commencement exercises were being held. The toilets of the ladies were extremely elaborate. After look- ing around the house with an opera glass, one of the ladies exclaimed: "Honestly, Doctor, did you ever see any- thing like it in all your life?" "Never," gravely replied Doctor Davis, "never, Madam, since I was quite young." * * * Flappers' Prayer "Lead us not into temptation" but tell us where it is, and we'll find it. Amen. * * * Mother Goose Up to Date Sing a song of suspense, A cellar full of ale, Four and twenty cases, Ready for a sale. The 'king' was in his dugout Acting like a rummy, The 'queen' was in the barroom, Raking in the money. The 'lookout' in the attic, Failed to use his noodle; For down came a boozehound, And pinched the whole caboodle. * * * More or Less Exact That all men are alike—as women frequently declare—is an anatomical fact that cannot be denied.