The amenities of the Presidential campaign are effectively
satirized by "Mr. Dooley" in the New York Times. He pictures Mr. Taft entering his saloon and delivering a speech in which he begins by reviling his audience and then suddenly
adopts an ingratiating tone.
"'Don't stand on ceremony. Don't call me misthor prisidont ; call me Bill, old Bill. I like it. It chokes me, but I like it. I've been crooly throated be this man. lie says I bit the hand that fed me, but what was ho feeding me? His hand was in me face whin I bit it." It's great fun, anyhow,' said Mr. Hinnissy. 'It's all iv that,' said Mr. Dooley ; but if I was a candydate for the President y'd never get me into anny wrangle iv that kind. Ye cuddent see me with a tillyscope, for, Hinnissy, the loss ye see iv a man, good or bad, the more yo think he's bettor or worse thin the rest iv us.'"
The disadvantages of this " new style " in American politics could not be more shrewdly summed up. Presidential candidates, whether they win or lose, are bound to suffer in the long run from descending to the cockpit of personal altercation.
