Bisbee daily review., 1918-06-09
"A Pickled Pilgrim and q
 Preposterous Governor"

Last EAQRuSl d1l COllOIlctl OAlNCl biiO oOOhN heading appeared in the Los Angeles Times which set forth story about Gov. Ii. Hunt, of Arizona and a pickled l. w. w. jailbird that was too sad to be called a comedy, and too ridiculous to be ranked with the classics of the drama. It was reprinted in the Re view and many other Arizona papers, even though it revealed the shame of the state in having elected such man as the pre- posterous governor to high office, for at the same time 1t set forth so strongly the ter rible lesson of careless voting and petty politics to the citizens of the state at large. Briefly, the text of this editorial had to do with bedraggled, half-baked, dirty and begrimed tramp, found dead drunk by the side of the road in town in California, by the constable and taken to jail Well, when they came to search this outcast they found that he was ar I. w. w. by the name of James O'Day, according to his red card, and also that he was bosom friend of Hunt, then ex-governor of Arizona, according to letter from Hunt found on his person. All the coast papers took the hide off Hunt and stretched 1t from the seashore to the Mohave desert. The incident and the editorial and the letter are all referred to in this column again for the reason that they are most timely right now, in view of Hunt attack upon Bisbee, and his rather round about and half-hearted and vague de- nials of being in close touch and sympathy with the l. w w. whose act in calling and conducting the Bisbee strike, he has consistently defended with most bitter par tisanship.
 The episode of that "pickled pilgrim arises like an unlaid ghost to make Hunt tremble in his gubernatorial chair, yes, and in his place as a citizen and a sworn defend CT of the government and society and law and order. It joins hands with the Colum- bus departation camp photograph of Hunt and that other Wobbly, Mir. Perry, taken in close embrace. And many other incl dents, declarations, letters and actions make the circle of these dancing, whirling, gib- bering ghosts complete as they ring around this posy of governor these stormy days of war, when his l. w. w. friends are under indictment as traitors by long suffering government,
 The letter found on this drunken l. w. w. bum in that California jail that August day, read as follows
 Globe, Ariz, Aug, 5, 1917. My Dear Friend:-
 Not knowing how long I shall remain whether will get the opportunity or see:ng you
 
 want to express my appreciation meet ing you
 am enclosing you two kodak pictures and the negatives, that if you you have more printed at any time. I sometimes trembe for the future or my country, when such OutTages were perpetrated pulled off in Bsbee the 18th of July. Reason and justice seems to have temporarily left her throne, but this morning the lines of Tennyson came to me and when he says: "When the common sense of most will hold
 frettu realm in awe
 "And the kindly earth will slumber wrapted in
 universal law"
 The onward sweep of democracy for it is rag ing the world will sweep away the tangled webs that now beset and the day, the broth erhood Of man. will arrive, and will live in the sunshine of hope and the dark clouds that beset us will only be disagreeable dream.
 Faithfully yours,
 GEO. w. P. HUNT. Mr. James oDay. Globe, Airz
 Hunt did not deny it at the time, because then the l. w. w. had not been outlawed by the government for manifold acts of treason And today 1t Is too late
 And again the camera plays its baleful part in Hunts destiny, for upon this same booze-soaked bum was found negative and photograph sent to him by Hunt, of the bum and Hunt posing together before the cameras eye in affectionate comrade- ship.
 Hunts mania for having his picture taken with the worst specimens of the l. w. w extant in this section of the country last summer Is something to con template at this time.