We Been On The Road For 18

I Am Going To St. Petersburg, Florida, Tomorrow. Let The Worthy Citizens Of Chicago Get Their Liquor The Best They Can. I'm Sick Of The Job-it's A Thankless One And Full Of Grief. I've Been Spending The Best Years Of My Life As A Public Benefactor.

I Am Sick And Tired Of Publicity. I Want No More Of It. It Puts Me In A Bad Light. I Just Want To Be Forgotten.

Public Service Is My Motto.

It's A Racket. Those Stock Market Guys Are Crooked.

Bolshevism Is Knocking At Our Gates, We Can't Afford To Let It In...we Must Keep America Whole And Safe And Unspoiled. We Must Keep The Worker Away From Red Literature And Red Ruses; We Must See That His Mind Remains Healthy.