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i ff aiffi Circulation of 'any Political, Paper Published K - : CLUB RATES ISSUED 'BI-WEEKLY, I Yearly Subscriptions---In Clubs of Ten, 1.00, i- I .s. SINGLE SUBSCRIPTIONS. 25 -CENTS A YEAR. yOU XIX, MORAVIAN FALtS, NORTH CAROLINA, THURSDAY MARCH 6, J9I3 NO. 3; tflte ruth AM Ten Sub scriptioris for r Tour! lor f Help Us Set TTe want a million names of good to Read -sir' plan and get I busy, in order to give our readers the in the matter, we offer to j send O the One Dollar, provided yqu enclos3 along with your list of subscribers the names of ten other people who you think would like to read a sample , of the Stinger. Or if it Is inconvenient to send a club of ten, we will accept a club of Four at 50 cents.; provided you enclose the names of five other people for sample copy purposes.1 Be sureto pupsample names on a separ ate sheet and mark them "samp es." Won't you get busy now friends, and help the Stinger to cover the couitry? Remember this offer applies to new or old .subscribers alike and tla"t it is made for a limited time only. We must have the names within the aext few weeks. Please don't send stamps. Regular Subscription Price, 25 cents per year. SPECIAL SINGLE SUB. RATE, TWO Address THE YELLOW JACKET, Moravian Falls, If. C. JUST A PUSILLANIMOUS LIAR. If we owed the devil three inf e rnal liars and he would not accept Ohas. Klopfenstein, a red flag waving, rhite livered, loose jointed, flannel-mouthed lioosier of Middletown, Indiana, in full payment of the debt we would consider the devil a mighty poor spec imen of a bargain hunter. Not long ago Klopf stein wrote The Yellow Jacket the following t let ters The Yellow Jacket: There are three Socialists in this locality who are persistently handing out The Yellow Jacket. Finally one, a neighbor, induced me to subscribe. After having imbibed what I supposed to be some facts against this miser- able doctrine, one of them led m b m- to an argument down town last eve- ning in which I was shamefully: de feated to the delight of my fellotu Re publicans. This young man laugh ed at me for having imbibed the dope he had handed me. I have no doubt that Socialism and Socialists can be met on the economic field, anal the reason you do not do this Is because you are yourself a Socialist, overstat ing and overdrawing in your aper the arguments N that used to be used against Socialism. I am satisfied now that The Yellow Jacket is worki ig jn conjuction with such vile j shee s as The Appeal tG JReason, Rip Saw, etc. Any way, it is the conclusion oj the" 30 or 40 who witnessed I their j old champion's humiliation last evening. A brother of mine who is Visiting me from Ohio says the Socialists fre using The Y"ellow Jacket in his local ity. Please strike my name ironcu your list f6r even if I had any sympathy with SocialismT I would think this a very underhanded means of further ing any cause. Yours Truly, CHAS. KLOPFENSTEIN. Now, we 5 can smell a Socia ist a thousand miles away, and we knew the minute that little yelp reached nur office that the writer was no more of a loyal Republican than Gene Debs or Mr. Satan Devil. His miserable little lying whine sounded too plainly like the howl of a hit fice that had been stung by the everlasting virus of the Insect and couldn't "stand" it any more. - i - ! ' But to make sure 3ust what' sort of an infernal nound the writer of; that letter was who takes the immortal name of the Grand Old Party as a cloak for his dirty Socialism, we wrote a subscriber in Middletown an! got the inside facts of Klopf enstein's ; poli tics. Our subscriber informed us that Klopfenstein is a red flag waving,1 revolution-slobbering Socialist j who s too measly cowardly to own up tha.The Insect's business end has been lacerat ing his mangy carcass, and he want ed to make us believe that the God deriding crew that he sails with' was using The Yellow Jacket to spread Its doctrines among decent and lawabid ing citizens of Indiana and Ohio): But what do the Socialists think of Ti fleabitten, two-legged cur that will vrite a letter to the great enemy of Socialism and anarchy, denying he is ui me cuuinas ana preieuu iu be respectable enough to belong ;o the party and claim-to be a member; of a Party that saved the country, immor talized the gospel of liberty,' and plant ed the proud banner of the Stars and Stripes where the glorious emblem of freedom never sees sun set? ( For our part we think -he is i n in fernal, dadblasted , hound j too ouke nurtured to keep company, witt "sick hogs and too stench polluted to ie al lowed free access toT the associat on of an effervescent pole cat. Ghas. Xlop lenstein is too mnrallv rnnth-wfen tn -msie even with the Socialistsf-and is saying a blamed lot. 1 B nil top s i p I GUI I $1 Fiftv Cents Worlcl on Fire people at once to send sample copies As a means jof getting these names and benefit of a low sub rate who assist us f The Yellow Jacket in clubs of Ten for years for SO cents. ' :r r; IS THE WORLD GOING CHRIST. FROI The Rev. Z. T. Sweeney, a New York preacher, a brigadier-general in the army, a United States judge, a former U. S. consul at Constantinople, ana a man ot wide experience, in a sermon says: "Only one-thirdof the world's pop ulation is even .nominally under Christ's sway, and not more than ten percent is thoroughly imbued with His spiritual and theical character. The church barely has held its own from 1900 to 1910. Heathenism abroad is growing at the rate of 100 heathens to every convert we make from it." -This is a scorching reflection on the missionary work of the churcn. It means, if it means anything, that Christianity is being stabbed in the house of its friends. The trouble lies in the church it self. The church has grown too sec tarian, too stylish,- too ahead of the humanity that lies at the base of every hirman life. Men of all creeds and classes followed Christ when He dwelt among them, because Christ was oneof them. Today the church is running into politics, fads and new fangles. The old hymns are not fin f enough; the sacred songs that brought our fathers and grandfathers to their knees in prayer no longer satisfy. The music is confined to the hired choir and the perfumed performer. . The simple faith, "the old time religion" that satisfied Saul to sacrifice his body on a funeral pyre, and made Stephen praise His redeemer while his tor meh'tors cut and bruised him, is rele gated to the background and the new er and higher order of things encom pass us. Christianity has become a custom instead of a creed. The spectacle of a bishop pander ing to a political intrigue in the old days would have caused men to stand aghast at the profanation. Today they rally to" hear their pastors proclaim ana conterences become caucusses and politics has grown tp be a part ot the cnurch. Then, anotherthing that has troubl- ea tne waters or. tne om and simple faith has been the influx of disbelief into this country of late years. Men do not seem to fear the con sequences of blasphemy as they used to fear them. The awful omnipotence of a Mighty God seems to be disre garded by leaders in public life who paraphrase Christ's utterancesv pla giarize God's edicts and use the Holy Book to further selfish enchs. The dissemination of thousands of free lance journals proclaiming athe istical doctrines has hurt the church. Most of these are fostered by for eigners who here lately come to our shores and who neither understand nor respect American institutions and Christian living, j Be it said to their credit most native Americans are religious at heart and built on the simple faith of their fathers. What the country will do to over come this tendency toward "higher thought" that forgets Christ's life among men, : can only be conjectured by men Who have these momentous problems on their souls. There must be a return to the simple songs, tne former faith and the genuine grasp on God that held men in the olden days. .. t - - , If Dr. Sweeney's figures, are any where near correct and he seems to nave gathered them 'at first hand the business of sending missionaries to the heathen "who rage seems like throwing, away good money on a fruit less cause. We never, did go any too strong on blowing our scads upon the savaees of the remote regions wmie children go barefooted and men and women roam our native hills In men i tal midnight darkness, i h FOR FREE TRADE I YOU BET. A subscriber writes- us from Balti more and asks the following ques tion: Do you believe that the Democrats are really in favor of free trade?" You bet they are. If there is any thing a Democrat wants next . to pie and redeye it is free trade (for the other fellow's products. The. sugar Democrats are just ach ing to have" the tariff removed on cot ton. The cotton growing Democrats ai3 sitting up nights writing their Congressmen urging free trade for Wool. The wool Democrats have got chilblains kicking for free trade on wheat. The wheat growing Demo crats have ruptured their vocal cords howling for free trade on corn. The corn raising Democrats have busted the buttons off of their jumper jack ets whooping for free trade on irish potatoes. The lumber Democrats are standing on top of the lumber hacks frantically waving their arms for free trade on steel rails. The steel trust Democrats are running excursions to Washington demanding free trade on Bibles. And then there's the Florida crack er Democrats who are actually neg lecting their groves in their mad clamor for free fruit. Aint they double-barreled daisies? Cutting off their own noses to spite their face. Yes, bub, the Democrats are all just literally ripping great holes in the ambient atmosphere in their mad amor for free trade, for the other w's products. Of course when it comes to ques tions affecting their own products, every mother's son of these same Democrats, except the Florida crack ers are rampant protectionists. The Democratic lumbermen demand pro tection on lumber, and Democratic Congressmen voted for it, but they wanted free trade on everything else. The peanut Democrats (and they are nearly all peanuts) asked for pro tection on their nuts and Democratic Congressmen voted for protected nuts but they wanted free trade on every thing else. . The wool Democrats demanded pro tection on wool and Democratic Con gressmen gave them protection, but they wanted free trade on everything else Then the cotton growers de manded protection on cotton, and the Democrats gave them protection on cotton, but they wanted free trade on everything else. And so it goes all along the line, from the peanut producers of the Tar Heel State to the one gallus Demo cratic wool growers of the West. The fnee trade theory makes good sucker bait, ladies and gentlemen, but it's a mighty poor ballast for pro gressive business. Yes, bless your soul, Mr. Subscrib er, the Democrats are just as "surely in favor of free trade for the other fellow's products as a bunch of light ed firecrackers tied to a dog's tail would be to send him yelping down the street. READ THEM THE STINGER, BOYS. Watch those Scrats that go round strutting, bragging that they've got the jobs; get' right after them, dear readers, smash their breadtraps and their knobs. Whack 'em on the solar plexus, keep reminding 'em of hell, till they wish they were out sailing in Salt River's diving bell. If you hear a wild Scrat blowing about Woodrow and his crew, whack him with a few hard questions about tax and incomes too. Blast his hopes of joy forever, sew him in a canvass sack, read the Stinger in his-presence, watch him scoot and not come back. Every- loyal voter ought to have a Stinger close at hand, for its virus stirs the blooming Democrats to beat the band. It's a missionary duty, every reader should possess Yellow Jacket broadsides for the- strutting Democrats' distress. Fire it to 'em, Boys, keep whooping till they get so all fired mad that the very thought of Woodrow makes the Demmies sore and sad. If you hear a rampant ras cal whooping for the Bryan crew, put him on the Stinger's sub list, its the best thing you can do. He will wriggle and he'll wiggle like a . fish caught on -a hook, but he'll mqnd his Democratic ways and cease to be a crook. Every Scrat in your commun ity needs saving "for" the state; be a missionary, reader, rescue him e'er it's too late. Doctors say the little Stinger is the very sort of thing to reclaim the drot ted Demmies with its healthy little sting. "A vicious nigger with vile hands stripped the tobacco from which your fifty-cent cigar was made, my gen tleman, and a wantoil hussy reeking with disease washed and ironed your dainty underwear, my lady; your "ba by's nurse has a husband "dying of consumption and there, is small pox in the alley where your, buther's boy lives." That is the kind of mental spew the Socialists writes, lone to stiok under the eyes of the decent men and women of this country who ive them jobs-and keep them irom irving. And a woman that cans elf awife wrote it in a nigger Svins romance foif the Socialists. . MJTTfl M . THEY ARE GETTING SORE. As the political band begins to tune up for the. Wilsoriite procession, the pie hungry' and the faithful are beginning to get warm around the sweatband. Being in power doesn't measure up as they thought it would. The boys are feeling blue. They think Wilson is not cutting the pie as it should be cut. They are hungry mouthed and sore eyed. Here they have the first chance to taste pie after sixteen years of sweat and swearing ranting and . ripping, charging and cussing, belching and bellyaching, and Wilson turns the Federal pound cake and family pie over to the Taft ites and Teddyites by retaining hun dreds of "them in' the juciest offices. The Demmycrats are getting sore as they were in the last days of the Cleveland reign when they swore he had sold out to the Republicans. The Stinger is in receipt of the fol lowing letter from one of the South Carolina faithful whicl he asks us to print: Editor, The Yellow Jacket; Knowing that The Yellow Jacket is fearless political paper, I ask you to print the following oocn letter from me to" Woodrow Wilson which the Democratic papers I have tried have refused to print: Woodrow Wilson, President of the United States. Mr President: If rou think that your conduct in ref jsing to distribute the offices to -the Democrats who worked faithfully for your election is going to help the Doaiocratie party, you are not the man of intelligence the people thought you werrf. I have been a Democrat for over fifty years and I tell you I am dadblasted sore. I have been voting year in 'and year out, voting against friends onv other tickets, in season and out of season, and the way you are acting with the federal offices makes me feel like an unappreciated ass. Do you suppose the Democrats voted to elect you president just to give j'ou a fat job? Do you think we really elected you because we believed in the platform, or free trade, or thought things would, be Getter if we had a Democ ratic president? We may be fools, but we've got bat sense enough to know prosperity when we live under it. And we have good .memories. We know that the Democratic party caused two panics. We know that Grover Cleveland starved thousands, emptied the full dinner pail and closed factories, We know that Democrats never believed in free trade except for the other fellow's products, but we thought when we voted for you you would drive out the Republicans and give us the offices. But you have commenced giving the soft snaps and snug births to Republicans who voted against you and insulted the Democrats intelli gence, you tell the world that we are not capable of holding high jobs It was bad enough when you refused to appoint a Democrat in New Jersey and said you would keep the Repub lican in the place because he wits efficient. If that meant anything, it meant that you think there are no efficient men anmong the Democrats. Do you think Democrats enjoy being reminded that they have no sense? Do you think that we relish being repaid for our loyal supportby hav ing people tell us that you are retain ing Republicans for, efficienc3r and turning down Democratic applicants because you think the3' are not able to hold the jobs? Remember Taft played h 1 with his party by giving juicy jobs to Demo crats that his party declared belong ed to the Republicans. And now you say you mean to re tain the Republican office holders in in the White House. How do you sup pose a Democrat will feel being shown around the White1 House occupied by a Democrat and filled with Republi can officers? How do you think that sounds to Democrats? Holding up the long line of faithful followers at the White House door and telling them to go back,, there's nothing vacant, that all the jobs in your official fam ily are for the Republicans and Pro gressives because of their efficiency. I Efficiency, hell. We were efficient enough to go to the polls and cast our ballots for you when you wanted to be president. We were efficient enough to spljt our larynx yelling for you in the campaign, and urging our skeptic neighbors to go to the polls and vote the Democratic ticket. When the Republicans said you were strong on promises but weak on .perform ances, we said they lied and went on and whooped and rallied for you. liow look what we are up against. Dubbed inefficient and not even al lowed to hope for the country post offices. Republicans and Progressives who warned people against Democ racy now sit back in the fat offices and give us the horse laugh. The country postmaster holds on to the job because you say we are not ef ficient and the fellows bragging that we were going to get the post offices and the other jobs ridicule us and tell us that you say we are de ficient and there will be no Democrat ic jobs. Do you think we will glory in our vict6ry when we have Republican postmasters handing out our mail from offices we worked to get for our selves? Do" you have any idea that Democrats are going to remain Dem ocrats . when you say they ' are not capable of holding office and all the easy snaps passed over to the opposi-, tion the way you are doing? hat. do you think we are Democrats for, anyhow? For our health? . Voting the Republican ticket in South Carolina has never been popu lar and I have-been a Democrat all my life, but I tell you that if this is the way you are going to run the government, I am done with Democ racy., henceforth now and forever more. It looks to me like you do not in tend to carry out any of the party pledges. I thought you promis ed to bring the high cost of living down. It is about time. I find jobs harder to get money less plentiful, but .when I go to buy groceries and produce, the grocer tells me that the. prices have gone up instead of com-, ing down. Y'ou said we would have lower meat, lower bread, and lower foodstuffs. When do you expect to start lowering them? If you don't in tend "to give us the jobs we - worked--' for. why don't you do something right away to lower the high cost of living? It just looks to me like we have been swampoodled by you Mr. Wilson. It seems very plain that you only made these promises to get the office. And now that you are in it, the com mon people can go the the Devil. R. P. W. Stekeleathec Columbia, S. C. IS IT A NIGHTIE, EH? - A lady subscriber in Roberts, 111, writes the Insect: "R. Don Laws, editor and propriet or, We read your little paper and see the sketch about nicknaming the shirl tail. Would like you to tell thru your paper what a slumber robe is. A reader" Well, By grabs, lady, we pass youi question up to the first cabinet meet ing of the Scrats, for it is -over oui heads. ' The persons who ought to be able to tell what a slumber robe is are all out huntirig new styles for Easter. The Scrats say that the G. Cleveland . britches . that they wore when steak, went up and incomes went down un der Free Trade and Democratic grace were the sleeping contraptions, that they recognized as nighties then and will in all probability round again into style when- the Professor gets things weaving at the White House. The bal lot or bust brigade swear that bloom ers are the articles referred to and Dr. Mary Walker believes that the kind that the old man uses in con- Lcealing his tall ankles will do to turn the trick. The Tottie Coughdrops of stand ready to kiss the book and ac-y cept a postage stamp as ample cover ing for all public - and private pur poses. One expert in forms us that a slum ber robe is a bed sheet cut on homeo pathic dose principles, but as the Georgia cracker Democrat does not sleep in a bed and-wouldn't know the. difference between a bed sheet and a politicalamendment, it can hardly ba anything of that sort. Our old friend Doc CooU says he had one of 'em on when he discovered the North Pole and that it was cut bias and mostly bear but we would . like to know how in Sam Hill any thing that is bare could be a robe. If it is a- bed she'et it looks like it has got mixed up with the table cloth in the wash. Our personal opinion is that a slumber robe is a pair of loose jointed, double "barreled pajam as that a man can climb Into any night that he is sober enough and dream of Democratic success and other political pipe dreams and then jump out and run for the doctor in them without having the police nab him by the coattail and tell him that he looks like - Adam on dress parade in the Garden of Eden when the leaves began to fall. EDUCATIONAL ITCH. About the most incurable kind ot educational itch is the sort that makes an old mental swayback drive up ta' the country school house where a faithful teacher is struggling to in ject brains where the Lord forgot to put . any and tell the teacher that if he does not cut the mental fodder to suit 'his son Hiram, the teacher's stay in that particular school will be made derned sudden. The country school patron who will try to bulldose an earnest teacher by threats of with drawing his support to tire school is a dadburned pusillanimous cuss That's what we think, Jeem3 Henry. An Invitation Y."e kindly invite every friend of The Yellow Jacket to send for a bunch of Sample copies of next issue t and hand them around to your, friends and neighbors. It will be a scale starter, -a .inoss-mover and a soul stirrer. Wont yoy help us set the world oa fire? i j