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This page satirizes negative campaigning against Will Rogers, who was apparently running for President. The article dismisses attacks published in the Kansas City Star, including a fabricated story about Rogers falling from a horse at a polo match—which never happened. The cartoon depicts a political orator addressing a crowd, with the caption asking if there are questions, and a small boy asking "Will you blow up my balloon?"—a visual pun suggesting the speaker is full of hot air. The page's point: Rogers' opponents are spreading false rumors and propaganda to smear him. The editors frame this as typical "mucker ball" politics, urging readers to support Rogers by sending their names to his campaign headquarters in New York City.

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that had any more chance of getting that outside Curtis than there was of all of them being eternally saved, but they will live through life on that little bum pub- licity, “I was nominated once for the Vice Presidency.” Borah made a very quick short speech nominating Curtis for the office, and after hearing all these other Politicians one can readily understand whe it is that Borah stands head and shoulders above them. He knows what to say, and he says it and gets out. McNab spoke three lines in nominating Hoover, and the crowd went wild for half an hour, Then when they got quiet he must go on with all this junk he had started with. Here was a man accidentally making a wonderful nominating speech, and not knowing enough to realize he had made it. If I had been a Deligate I would have voted against Hoover after such poor judgment had been shown by his nominator. Borah and LaFollette were the only two speakers there. All the nominators at both conventions had the same old Applesauce, How their “Candidate had started as a poor Boy, worked his way through school, and risen entirely by his own hots to his eminent position.” I honestly believe if some man had got up and introduced a Candidate in some- thing like the following language it would have been such a novelty that it would have stampeded the Convention: “Ladies and Gentlemen, The man I am about to name is the son of a sid man, He has never done a tap of wedi in his life that any one knows of, He jus wants the job for it looks like the easig one in sight.” And if you think all the bunk wa used up in Kansas City, wait till 1 1 you the whole truth about Houston, (Our Candidate has shaken the dus| of Kansas City and Houston from ki heels, and returned to his home in Bep. erly Hills, California. He will remaiy there from now on, reading the paper regularly, and drawing his own cos! clusions, Those conclusions will be issue to the public every week in this space, ani will form the basic arguments of the Ant: Bunk Party in its sensational campaign.) They're Throwing Mud at Will Rogers An Evil Whispering Campaign Against Our Candidate Tue Kansas City Star recently printed a scurrilous story about Our Candidate un- der the heading, “Rogers Does a Wales.” It said, in part “The political situation is further com- plicated. It is not quite clear whether Will Rogers is running for President or Prince. “Mr. Rogers, who has spent the weck in making forced landings in airplanes, became a victim of habit yesterday and made one from a horse. It was at the Country Club polo field... ..Although Mr. Rogers was trying to move the ball from the edge of the field when the thing happened it did not appear to be a Pouttica, Orator (after exhausting speech): Are there any questions? Saati Boy: Yes, mister. Will you blow up my balloon? cushion shot. A cloud of dust went uy and the wittiest chief of the Cheroker nation bit the dust... .. The moment Mr. Rogers found his breath all hopes held by the Rogers-for-President movement for capturing the Susan B. Anthony vor were abandoned. The horse, who had ne doubt expected to hear something clever from his celebrated rider, appeared a bit disappointed, and docilely permitted Mr] Rogers to regain his place.” Tuus is typical of the insidious pr ganda against Our Candidate that is te’ ing disseminated throughout the sd sidized press. As a matter of fact, it was not Mr. Rogers that fell; i¢ was the horse! Mr. Rogers, being a great lover of animals merely went along with him. Furthermore, it is a_ significant fac that the horse, when it deliberately stumbled, was acting under _ordery from Republican headquarters. “Throw Rogers,” said the politicians to the ho “and make the country safe for Hoov and Curtis.” The “cloud of dust” referred to by te] Star’s correspondent was raised by same conspirators to confuse Our Candi date and to obscure the issue. That's the sort of mucker ball that # played in politics. Ir you want to enlist in the ranks o those who are battling Bunk, send # your name to Rogers Campaign Head quarters, 598 Madison Avenue, Nev York City. REPAR Bios you saw night? Brun nesday A Sue: notes, | the knee He: | going tc comicbooks.com