Period Cartoon..... little brother humor

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ONE OF THE HORRORS OF WAR.

SISTER CLARA. "Augustus! What are you doing with my Hoop-Skirt and Hat-Box?"

BROTHER AUGUSTUS. "Don't you see? I'm giving the Children an Illustrated Lecture on the Art of War. Your Hoop-Skirt makes a capital Tent for Six: and I've made a Rebel Torpedo of your Hat-Box. There's a pound of Powder inside and a Slow-Match. It'll go off in just half a minute. Wait, and you'll hear a noise !"

[Drygoods]

. Your Hoop-Skirt makes a capital Tent for Six: and I've made a Rebel Torpedo of your Hat-Box. There's a pound of Powder inside and a Slow-Match. It'll go off in just half a minute. Wait, and you'll hear a noise !"

Why Sir, I remember exactly when my son's did that very same thing!:rolleyes:

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Kids and Fireworks! We are very close to the New Hampshire border where fireworks can be procured.

It's great that humor was similar back then. I remember a cartoon from the 1930s of kids about to have a disaster and one asked: "Shouldn't a grown-up be stopping us about now?"

Did you see "The Piano" where the mom set up her hoopskirt as a tent on the beach?

[Ephraim_Zook]

About 12 years ago, a very young reenactor, who shall go unnamed, (no, it wasn't me but a relative) was watching TV and loading cartridges. At some point he decided to see how much powder was left in the can by inserting his finger in the top. In very short order his finger lodged in the can, and no amount of pulling, soaping, oiling or anything else could set him free of his explosive burden.

By this time is was nearly 11:00 pm, and we had visions of taking said reenactor to the hospital with a half pound of black powder stuck on his hand, but decided that the hospital wouldn't view this with much amusement, and indeed might cause a panic. I had visions of all these firemen, bomb squad and EOD guys from Picatinny Arsenal running about the hospital.

So, using a can opener, I very carefully opened the bottom of the can and poured the powder into a bowl (I'd be d-----d if I was going to waste all that powder), thoroughly rinsed out the can, then went to work on the top with a dremel tool and lots of water to keep the finger cool. Once I separated the lid ring from the rest of the top, I was able to slowly and carefully nibble away at the can ring with a small pair of wire cutters.

Thank goodness it was so funny or I'd have been really ticked off.