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EDITORIAL STINGERS
Some men can be judged by the
newspapers they cuss.
Nothing is cheap enough to be
wasted now; not even Republican
"campaign promises.
If you don't want war vote Demo-
cratic. It's better to be safe than
sorry.
The Republican "dove of peace"
is about as minus of tail feathers as
the continent of Europe just now.
Who's going to beat the bass
drum in the Bull Moose band when
Roosevelt dances in 1916?
That Republicans have no prin-
ciples is one reason they never try
to stick to any at any time.
The hands that rock the Bull Moose
boat are the hands that rock the will
of his Satanic Majesty.
THE HORNET can't see why the
two Republican factions can't get to-
gether for they are all birds of the
same feather.
The Republican party has many
campaign tools but a lie is the handle
that fits it best of all.
Say, Mr. Democrat, how do you
like this automatic Republican stinger
any way?
The Elephant and the Moose are in
a gallup already. With Wilson and
the Donkey after them in 1916, the
turkey trot is going to be too slow.
`War .is hell" and the European
muddle makes us think of the 1912
bust between the Moss -backs. Say,
Mr. Republican, why not resign from
this society of soot -heads.
Four thousand churches of one
denomination in this country failed
last year to win a single convert.
That's almost as bad a record as the
Stand -patters made for Taft in 1912.
The offenses of the Bull Mooses
are as plentiful as the drops of water
in the ocean, while the crimes of the
Republicans are only as numerous as
the seconds in eternity.
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Third term enthusiasm is petering
out; in fact it is getting so weak that
Roosevelt's adherents have to get
about "three sheets in the wind" be-
fore they can enthuse worth a cent.
Let THE HORNET tell you some-
thing, pardner. Because your daddy
was a Republican is no reason at all
why you should be an old moss -back
ass too, especially now since Re-
publicanism has lienastied itself.
Look here, brother Democrat, why
not get up a Club of subscribers for
THE HORNET. Every Democrat
should taste of our hot stuff and we
need the filthy lucre in our business.
Help us to the tune of about 15 or
20 subs at once. We're going to
come out like a blue steak pretty
soon.
Some fellow keeps writing THE
HORNET and chewing the rag about
T. R's. "te-to-talism." Well, it was
amply proven not long ago in a trial
in Michigan that Roosevelt was never
drunk in his life, and THE HORNET
hopes that he never will be. There
are not cops enough in Oyster Bay
to hold hint.
When you turn the hose -pipe of
education upon Republicanism it
skeedadles like a cowardly kitten
when a bulldog comes down the pike.
For instance, here in North Carolina
where a few years ago there was not
a half-dozen decent schools in certain
counties and half the population
couldn't read and write, these coun-
ties were then the "Banner Republi-
can counties of the state." Now that
schools have begun to get in their
glorious work these places are fast
becoming the "Banner Democratic
counties of the state." Keep putting
schools and Octagon soap to Southern
Republicanism and by and by it
sheds its skin and comes out for the
party of peace and enlightenment.
"Don'ts" For
Republicans
Don't
be a quitter. When you -
find you're in wrong, however, get
out, no
matter who hoots.
Don't
squirm. The aftermath of
"cutting
a dash" is usually a sadly
bruised
bumper.
Don't
continue in the old rut; pull
out into
a smoother road. Your boss
may be
a boar; this, however, need
not prevent
you from being a gentle-
man hereafter.
Don't
remain with the "all in"
crowd.
Come into the Democratic
fold and
feel fine.
Don't
cry. Cuss. It will do more
good among your kind.
Now, In Calm
Now, while everything is quiet,
and between the services of our big
political camp meeting we want to
ask you in all fairness and candor,
do you really love THE HORNET?
Some times we believe our friends
are faithful, then again we feel de-
serted. We certainly do want to
build up a big thing and we can't
do it all by ourselves. We must
depend upon your help. Seeing our
pos_tion as it is, why can you remain
idle and listen at our pleadings?
Come on with a nice club.
The Old Elephant
The G. O. P. Elephant was dis-
covered by Fremont and Lincoln half
a century ago. The party of which
the elephant is emblem, was born in
sin, rocked in the cradle of iniquity,
and bred by a band of boodlers.
The old Elephant is noted for its
tough hide and rubber trunk, which,
like a walking pharmacy, is packed
with high tariff pills and protect on
Squills. His nom de plume is G. O.
P. M. P. I. P., which means: Grand
Old Party of Many Promises and Im-
moral Practices. Some admirers call
Mm. "Old Trusty," as he never will-
ingly went back on a Trust.
His visage, once so imperialistic,
is assuming "that tired look" as he
tries to digest poor fodder. The
A.merican Economist and other G.
D. P. journals now think his regular
liet of high tariff provender should