Judith Gap journal. [volume] (Judith Gap, Mont.) 1908-19??, 1912-04-12


This correction somewhat discon-
certed the speaker, as this glaring
mistatement of the actual facts in the
case was to be his strongest point es-
tablishing the unreliability Of all the
other statements in the commercial
club circular. lie was visably con-
fused, and had to reconstruct his
talk to such all extent that his telling
points fell flat.
To show plainly how figures can be
made to lie, and where the exact
truth can he concealed in order to
mislead, the attention Of the reader
of this article is referred to the edi-
torial page. where MIR. McQuitty's
facts and figures are dissected in de-
tail, and where indisputable facts are
presented to show how the Harlow
ton boosters are attempting to befud-
die the minds of the voters, knowing
full we'll that the average citizen has
no means of verifying statements
where such veritication costs time
and money to secure. and the avenues
of securing same are not known to he
who is not as we'll versed in the polit-
ical game as are these county divi-
sion promoters.
Next came the suave A. 4. Ander-
son, whose principal part Of the
speaking program was to roast the
Journal man. Whenever he did at
tempt to get on the subject. of county
division and give facts and figures he
was as hopelessly wrong as Mr.. Nc
Guilty.. Mr.. Anderson's facts and
figures are also dissected on the edi-
orial page.
A. L. Anderson is an old style poll
tician, Of the school that is now al
most obsolete since the progressive
methods OF allowing the people to
rule has been adopted in nearly every
state III the Union. He is Of that
school which for years used the
steam roller in politics; where poll
tical clique got together and fixed up
slate and carried it through by
| packing caucuses and conventions;
!, /! Of that school which mistook the long
suffering patience Of the common
! people for complete subjection; Of
that school which believes, like Pres
ident Taft. that all the people are not
fit for self government, but should be
governed by tee select few who make
a business Of politics and know the
ropes thoroughly; of that school
which has graduated so many bright
men in the city of New York and
who have ruled Tammany Hall with
ruthless hand, and through it the
city of New York, for many years; OF
that school which was organized by
Boss Tweed, the father of Tammany
Hall. We ldo not know Mr.. Amer
sons nationality, but the way he
spreads on the tatfy one is lead to be-
lieve he has kissed the Blarney
Stone. His talk would not indicate
he is an educated man, as his gram
mar is faulty, and his logic bad, but
he is sauve, atfable, and overlook
ing the two faults mentioned, is very
pleasing to listen to. But somehow
when listening to him, you form the
impression that he is not sincere;
that he is talking not to convince his
audience, but simply to amuse him
self, or like man who has disa-
greeable task to perform and has
only few minutes in which to do it,
gets through slovenly regardless of
results.
Mr.. Anderson's talk was almost
W holly devoted to accom-
plishlng the task of convincing his
audience that Sam Small, or as my
friend Sam," as he would smoothly
say. was a hopeless drunkard and Il
horrible liar. lie showed that the
lack of political acumen, because he,
like the rest of the speakers, lost his
head when he came to this subject,
! in accusing the editor of the Journal
Of being habitual booze fighter to
people who meet the editor every day
and know the accusation to be false.
lie overlooked the fact also that
when he accused the editor of the
Journal Of being constant and con-
sciOusless liar tnat he was discredit-
ing the good sense of every one of
his auditors who all reud the journal
and pay for it and have done SO as
long as they have been in this coun-
try or that the Journal has been
here. No man with common sense
will read a paper and pay for it if he
is Of the firm conviction that the pa
per wilfullv publishes lies and it's
contents cannot be believed. So Mr..
Anderson did not help the cause of
division by lting all the
men in the hall by boldly i'm