false prophets ,tried in their humble way to de
velop Alaska.
It will 'be the turning of a long lane in Alaska
when Mr. Paul is your Attorney General. All
through the ages, men have never prospered who
have forgotten the poor. It is time for a new doc
trine in Alaska politics. A new man, Mr. Paul is
ycur man. It is time for an administration in terms
of people rather than the placing of the dollar
above all. The number of square people not the
number of square miles makes a great country.
You need a square man to grow greater—elect W.
L. Paul your Attorney General.
The longer I live and the more I see the more
certain I am that neither Gods nor monkeys are
responsible for men. They always vote for some
mouther, hot-air pusher who, when elected, sells
cut to the favored few and petted classes. This has
been done over and over again for many years. It
seems to me it is utterly impossible to imagine a
super-intelligent being. Such as God must be
creating another bunch of beings so iifsane that
whole nations of them, including Alaska would
patiently submit, after having produced a super
abundance of food and clothing, fuel and shelter,
to suffer from hunger; to want for clothes; to lack
for warmth and to wander homeless over the
earth/
No sir! God could not create a race of men
and women as “coccoo” as that. And it is a cer
tainty that no devil could possibly think up such
a ghastly joke to play on the Creator! Man is not
a godling and there is but one sign—his or her
monkeys. No monkey ever worked his hands off
and brain out gathering coconuts for some other
fat ape and take as “wages” for his work two out
of every ten nuts produced and giving the other
eight to the boss gorilla as “profits.5 No! And no
one ever heard of any tribe of monkeys, anywhere,
paying “rent” to any special privileged baboon for
the right to go out and fish, or on his land and
pick bananas. No! Neither did anybody ever hear
of monkeys paying “interest” to some fat chim
panzee before monkey society could distribute and
eat the coconuts, bananas, berries, etc., it had
produced.
No sir! No one ever heard of monkeys making
such jackasses out of themselves. It took human
men and women to pull off those kind of embecile
stunts. And nobody ever saw hordes of monkeys
sleeping in lousy flop-joints and lined up blocks
long for a feed of “charity” slops after filling
warehouses to overflowing with good eats fit for
the angels themselves. No, sir! it took the “voters”
of this country—he-men and she-women to do
that. “Free-born Americans” to act as dippy as
that. Yea, and- who ever heard of a tribe of mon
keys raising a surplus of seven million bales of
cotton and then wearing overalls as Sunday-go
to-meeting clothes? Nobody by -ELL, I tell you no
bunch of monkeys that ever lived anywhere at any
time ever were as looney as all that. They might
not have been “civilized” but by cracky, they had
some common sense. Hence and so-forth, I figure
that it is about time we poor humans quit laying
our miseries on monkeys, gods and devils and ge;:
busy using what we produce on our own backs and
in our own bellies instead of everlastingly belly
aching about it.
No one ever heard of a bunch of monkey fish
ermen sitting on the shoreline watching the ' .de
go out while the die chimpanzee owned all the
chain fish-traps, and gathered the profits of mil
lions of dollars. No, friends! No monkey is that
foolish.; He would build his own fish-trap for food
and remember this, dear friends! For this is cer
tain—and rightly and justly the voters must or
ganize and help each other. Vote for W. L. Paul,
he’s your best friend.
The men and women are not worth a tinker’s
dam if they do not organize and vote for a true
man who at all times will pull for the masses who
toil. Take your brain out of your belly! Vote from
your neck up this election. Don’t vote from your
neck down. Be human! Vote for W. L. Paul for ho
knows what* you people want and need—he is one
of you—always with you—was born up there. Any
one who does not want to oust the old gang of
carpet baggers are not worth saving. And that’s'
that.
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^ OTIC WITH A STENCIL IF YOU CANNOT READ
(Adv.i—Cordova Times 1930 Primary)
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“That is the way the Indians of certain sec
tions of Alaska will vote tomorrow.
They cannot read, and, although in theory
Alaska has an intelligence requirement, it is
shamefully abused.
The abuse is no greater, however, than that of
you who go to the polls and vote without thinking.
The voting of a totally ignorant man and a
thoughtless one are remarkably akin. In fact, it is
probable that they vote the same way.
Here is what happens when the Indians vote
in the First Division. Look to these figures from
the 1928 election.