﻿Cartoon: “Birdseye View of Dillinger” 
A car dissapearing in a cloud of dust; eight hundred and seven bullet holes; witness getting “eyeful” under a store porch.  

Altogether too much hip, hip, hurrah for the amount of burlesque. Delirium calls for mutes and pianissimo. Hysteria, same. 
Fortissimo should be reserved for stiff neck action. 

My compatriots should not mourn over the weakness of editorial America––they are trying to uphold a defenceless premise. 

[text crossed out, not readable] 20th 34., 7.45 AM.? Hinckley, Minn. 

You think all those stories about the little bootblack that got to be a millionaire is for the purpose of encouraging your little bootblacks. 
your nickel is in the wrong slot. 
Those stories are for to convince you it is proper for to have million dollars 
 
Brevity after all is not the soul of wit. It is but the limit of coherrant utterance.