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This page satirizes William Jennings Bryan's 1896 "Cross of Gold" speech and its political aftermath. The main article criticizes Bryan's oratory as dangerously persuasive yet intellectually hollow—his silver-standard advocacy won Democratic support through rhetoric rather than sound economic policy. The cartoon "A Past Master" depicts a homeless man ("Sunny Slopes") crediting Bryan's persuasive powers for his improved circumstances: he now earns enough for meals, having previously starved. The satire suggests Bryan's eloquence fooled voters into supporting policies that helped no one materially. The accompanying images of tinware labeled "Ears of Corn" mock Bryan supporters as gullible listeners captivated by empty speeches rather than substantive governance.
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Sudge- PUBLISHED ONCE A WEEK AT THE JUDGE BUILDING. Terms to Subscribers. UNITED STATES AND CANADA IH ADVANCE. One copy, one year. or 52 numbers = $5.00 One copy, six months, or 26 numbers - 2.50 One copy, for thirteen weeks === 1.35 facluding the Cueistuas Juoce. FOREIGN SUBSCRIPTIONS — To all foreign countries in the postal union, $6.00 ayer. ‘Wastaxn Ornca—Henry Bright, manager, Boyce Building, Chicage. Eunoraan satns-acents—/ntermational newt company, building, Chancery lane, jedom: Brew ‘avenue del Opéra, Paris; Saarbach's mews exchange, Mains, FW NOTICE TO PUBLISHERS.—The contents of Juve: both the United States and Great Britain. Infringement of this c vigorously prosecuted. tected by copyright in ell be promptly and THE KANSAS CONVENTION went wild over free silver and Dixie,” and enthused over not an- other utterance. AND TIMMY, they say, doesn’t want the earth, All he wants is the senatorship after Platt gets through with it. eee 'HE SILVER ISSUE voice of David, in tha specifies; but the hand of William, in that it dictates and covers the whole ground. LARK of Montana furnished free whisky for the Kansas convention, and the Montana dele- gation was drunk from the begin- ning to the end of it. AND DAVID B. HILL lauded free silver and deciared that it would carry New York. What a record in comparison with that of It breaks his silence and also his political head. Copyright, 1900, by Judge Company. four years ago! ME. CROKER is the boss not only in this town, but he was the boss in Kansas city and he is the master of the old-fashioned Democrats of the entire country. Mr. Tweed never got so far in his ambition for national mastery. TRE POWER OF ORATORY. FOUR YEARS AGO a speech by an unknown man, written and deliv- ered with that purpose in view, took the wigwam of the Democratic party out of the hands of the men who had owned it, gave the nomination for president to the unknown man, split the party from top to bottom, made a new ticket necessary to Democratic principles and honor, and made the regular Democracy a by-word with the cranks, who thus won its control. Its delivery was fine, and the result showed the power of ora- tory regardless of common sense. Where it was not revolutionary it was foolish, and had its principles prevailed it would have brought the country to bankruptcy and dishonor, its supreme court to contempt, and its prom- ises to pay to the kind of repudiation that boasts that repudiation is a personal and national privilege. Since then the man who uttered the speech has gone through the country preaching over and over again the silly doctrine of free silver and the foul doctrine of contempt for law and the right to halve or repudiate an honest debt, and the fools and the bad men who joined him then have fastened to him with hooks of steel and finally have nominated him again. More startling yet, thousands of the honest Democracy have joined him ‘rather than be partyless, accepting his contempt for law and financial honor, and will vote for him, not be- cause they like him more than then, but because forsooth he is powerless to work the evil he contemplates and to the consummation of which his election to the presidency would certainly be of assistance, at the same time that it would work the discouragement of every honest, intelligent citizen and bring into graver doubt than ever before the wisdom of our system of government. The impertinence of the cranks who make up the bulk of the existing Democratic party equals their ignorance and their blatant declarations of superior information. About the only eminent gold Democrat at Kansas city who was conspicuous was David B. Hill, and Mr. Croker, a recent convert to Bryanism, aided by others of equal intelligence, “trun’d him down,” to use his own expression. He was entitled to represent his state on the committee on resolutions, but it was held that the doctrine of free silver and repudiation was entitled to his humiliation, and Mr. Croker saw to it that that was done. Happily, representatives from Georgia, Indiana and other states saw the injustice and offered him their place on the com- mittee; but he would have received scant courtesy had he accepted, and the protest in behalf of honest money and fair play went by default. The new Democratic party, thé populists, the cranks, the riff-raff, the middle- of the-road and the by-path and fence-rail statesmen had no design to give honest money a fair show, and worked their free will to its fresh dishonor. Mr. Bryan is not without his virtues. He is an honest man and really believes the silly things he preaches. People who know him personally like him, and his ability to convert ordinarily sensible men to ridiculous propositions is amazing. But he is all the more dangerous for his popularity, and if his election were possible it would not be too much to say that this country is on the verge of revolution. A PAST MASTER. Mas. Hanpour—'* Don’t you know the more a person does the more they are capable of doing?” Sunny Stores—" Sure, mum. ‘When I started out in dis perfession I couldn't eat but six meals a day; now I'm good fer twenty.” comicbooks.com