This week's item left inside one of my books is a relic from the early 20th century, between 1914 and 1926. (I did some research on the R. T. Davis Mill Company mentioned on the reverse of the puzzle. Quaker Oats bought the company in 1927 and Aunt Jemima and all related products became their property.) Once again, I can't remember what book it came from. All I remember is that it was something a friend of mine found. Back in the days when I was selling like a maniac on third party bookselling sites, I hired her to do nothing but scan the hundreds of books I was putting up for sale online. She showed it to me one day when I came home. I'd never seen anything like it before and made sure I kept it in a safe place. Today I discover it's quite a rarity among ephemera of this type.
The reverse. Somewhere in its long life the second tag got torn off.
I'm sure I'm going to get a flurry of comments calling me ignorant, racist or insensitive. All I can say is it's part of our shameful American past. I take it in the same light as I do movie characters played by actors like Stepin Fetchit, the stories of Octavus Roy Cohen featuring Florian Slappey, the Amos & Andy radio show, the stories of Uncle Remus and the numerous illustrated versions of Little Black Sambo.
If you feel you must leave a comment calling me un-PC, please don't do it with the cap lock on. Name calling I can take. I just don't like being screamed at.
Thanks for being tolerant of the Archie Bunkers of our past who designed children's playthings. Now pass me the maple syrup!