not wait to hear what she had to
say. Four stalwart men picked
her up bodily, and began'tramp
ing around the hall.
State Senator Funk, the Pro
gressive candidate for governor
of Illinois, fought his way to the
When he got up there, he
threw his hat far out into the
center 61 ihe hall. "My hat's in
the ring," he yelled, and the
cheering broke out anew.
Then Teddy turned as if to be
gin his speech.
' But he never got started. Just
. as' he opened his mouth, Miss
Kate E. Sutherland, of Los An
geles, 74 years old, was escorted
to the stand by two newspaper
menand a policeman.
When Roosevelt shook Miss
Sutherland's hand, the crowd cut
loose again, and there- was no
hope of anyone hearing a speech.
Roosevelt coulcf not begin his
speech until 1:49, 55 minutes
after he reached the hall.
And all through his speech, he
was interrupted hy wild cheering.
Eyery declaration against the
bosses, every reference to the new
party, was the signal for the 1,100
delegates to whoop her up. And;
the galleries nevenwere behind in'
the cheering. -
' The convention is chiefly inter-'
esting because it is so different.. .
There never was a national
political convention in America
like to this onc
In the first place, the delegates
are different. They don't have
the well-fed, prosperous look of
the usual politician- ...
Then the majority of them are
young men, and all of them are
Usually 'at a national conven
tion, the easiest way to, find dele
gates is to search through the
Ears and smoking rooms.
But you don't find the Progres
sive delegates in bars or smoking
rooms. They are scattered about
the corridors of the hotels, look
ing slightly lost, and half of the
time they are arguing with some
But the most remarkable part
of this remarkable convention is
the part played by the women.
It is admitted by the old poli
ticians that the cleverest thing
the new party did yas to enlist
the help of Jane Addams of Hull
Miss. Addams never before his
WHAT'S THE USE?
Smoke You 'don't run over so
many people as formerly, do you?
Buzz X don't have, to, my new
horn scares 'em to death.
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