Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1920-10-10
Campaign

Dear Folks:
With the time fast approachin' for
both candidates to turn into the
lstretch it's almost a impossibility to
keep tabs OH this lii rascal Lon!
Bristlin' with excitement, hardly
might passes now that he don't horn
in at some rally held for his favorite!
He's even got SO all-fired sassy that
he invites hecklers to put their
IquiZzes in writin' SO none Will De
overlooked! Hot-footin' for commit
tee meetin he just throwed some cor
Irespondence on my desk an asked
that it be flashed. so, if you please!
Dear Lon: While bitterly opposed
to a certain issue in my party's plat
form, l kind O hate to bolt the ola
crew. for sentimental reasons I've
heard considerable about Harding
democrats and Cox republicans, but
before maxim a 'Brodie' write TO ask
about such f1oppers? Please answer.
ERNEST EISENGLASS."
Listen, Ernest. if you're gonna let
the community at large map out your
procedure, then pull down the shut
tiers an don't leave no call! There
amt particle o disgrace in
'grasshopper' shakin' his party if he
don't like its program! In fact. moth
in but a jelfsh would think along
one line an vote along another. The
political dope book of our incompara-
BILE Union is Chock-o block with IN
stances where top-notch statesmen OF
both oldline organizations. who, ruin
er than place party above principal,
have quit cold on the job an skidded
over to the opposition!
The great free trade speech of the
immortal Daniel Webster in 1924
was just as straight from the heart
as his wonderful outburst for protec-
ton twenty-five years later! The
folks of Lancaster county Pa, who
drunk in the political doctrines of the
mighty federal leader, James Buch-
anan from 1914 to 1927. didn't throw
him in the discard a few seasons later
when he Topped over to become the
democratic chief of the great Key
stone state!
Nor did all the nice. things Henry
Clay said about democracy stop him
from becomin' that party'S worst
enemy after old Andy Jackson had
took the reins in his hand. an if
you'll buh-lieve me to be tn skipper,
John c. Calhoun's Carolina neighbors
never called him a traitor after that
sterling statesman kicked over his
protection traces to become a redhot
free trader,
why, Ernest. doin' our glorious
country's darkest period. when slav-
cry was runnin' wild throughout our
fair land. hundreds of thousands of
democrats, Disguised with conditions.
took the bit in their teeth an cut
loose from their crew. An, strange as
1t may seem, there was many old-llne
wings. who had fit slavery for years,
who switched all around an become
democratic chiefs!
1T amt no easy matter to dope out
the motives of them camelions who
change their religion or politics, yet
it makes nifty readin' to know why it
was did!
Consistency might be a jool, Err
moral cowardice in the bargain!
There be them ginks who hide under
this shadow, but lie through their
lifetime, givin' folks the impression
that they're nuts about some issue.
while down in their souls they hate it
like pi'son! Classy citizens are them
who welcome truth when they sees 1t.
an are willin' to fight it out! The
fool often lives an croaks in his own
errors, The wise onion investigates
an throws 'em aside!
Vote any whichaway you sees fit.
friend, forget the community. an then
like Monte Cristo of old, you can
stand on your doorstep an cry to the
heavens, The world is m-l-n-e! 1
seen my dooty an did it!'
Say, Lon: Don't think me fresh.
but if you amt too busy. tell me.
If the Prairie state should slip its yes
For Harding and his boys.
Do you think Gov. Cox would wait
To hear the Ilu-noise?
'HORTENsE HEMINGWAY"
ooh, kerry me back to ole vigin-ny!
Keep a stout heart, Hortense Hem
ingway. for you've sure got future
Friend Lon: Havin' just become