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DELIGHTED.
By Marion Harriman.
(Some time ago we published a verse, "I'm Glad I Am a Man," by Willard M. Baxter. The challenge did not go unanswered, as witness the following.-Editor.)

When I see some guy who us a freak
Convince himself that he's a sheik,
I'm glad I am a woman.
When I see how a furtive smile,
A roll of eyes, a little style,
Will make a fellow chase a mile,
I'm glad I am a woman!

When I hear fellows make the claim
That they can manage any dame,
I'm glad I am a woman:
For everywhere I go I see
Meek husbands, henpecked as can be;
"Tis an amusing sight to me.
I'm glad I am a woman!

When I see fellows work like sin
Accumulating lots of tin.
I'm glad I am a woman.
I know that on some girl they'll blow,
Like millionaries [sic], that pile of dough,
For candy, dinners, and a show.
I'm glad I am a woman!

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CONTENTMENT.
Whenever I see women meet
And kiss each other on the street.
I'm glad I am a man.
When I see lingerie displayed,
Those georgette things in every shade,
With lace medallions overlaid,
I'm glad I am a man!

When I see women powder up,
Or kiss a homely poodle pup,
I'm glad I am a man.
When I look at the hats they wear,
A doodad here, a stick-up there,
In combinations wild and, rare,
I'm glad I am a man!

When on the street I see them crawl
In shoes two sizes much too small,
I'm glad I am a man.
When I note all they have to show,
(Displayed, or hinted at, you know,)
In order to attract a beau,
I'm glad I am a man!
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