Votes

Additions to the Smith movement included:

The Merchant Truckmen's Bureau of New York (500 voters), by unanimous vote at a meeting. Reason: as a onetime truckdriver, Nominee Smith has stood against "efforts to tax the motor truck off the highways."

The Chicago Teamsters' Union (28,000 voters), by unanimous vote in a meeting. Reasons: Prohibition; labor injunctions.

State Senator Oscar K. Holladay, author of Tennessee's dry law, Democrat. A reason: "What has Hoover ever done for Prohibition?"

Bishop Thomas Frank Gailor (Episcopal) of Memphis, Tenn. A reason: "I am a white man. . . ."

Miss Maud Cabot, young daughter of Francis Higginson Cabot, one of the Cabots of Boston, lauded Nominee Smith, began a speaking tour of New England. Her sister, Miss Sally Cabot, is also an ardent Smith worker.

Two hundred artists, illustrators and cartoonists, headed by Charles Dana Gibson, and including Clare A. Briggs, Percy Crosby, H. C. ("Bud") Fisher, Reuben Lucius ("Rube") Goldberg, Milt Gross, John Held Jr., Oliver Herford, Rea Irwin, Maxfield Parrish, Abram Poole, George Benjamin Luks, William Meade Prince, Henry Patrick Raleigh, Cliff Sterrett, Herbert Roth, H. T. Webster, Gluyas Williams, announced through the Democratic National Committee active support of Nominee Smith.

Mr. Robinson

Stumping through his own part of the continent--Kansas, Arkansas, Oklahoma, Texas, New Mexico--Nominee Robinson last week assaulted Intolerance, leading issue in that section. He flayed "a lot of women with short skirts and long necks" for the Whispering Campaign. He cried: "Neither the Republican nor the Demo cratic platform declares in favor of Prohibition." He said: "Senator Curtis and I are dry -- nobody knows how dry we are!" Also, he mixed with Editor William Allen White of the Emporia, Kan., Gazette, in an argument of the kind that is thoroughly enjoyed in a country of long adjectives and short tempers.

After citing the notorious inconsistency of Editor White in estimating public char acters, Nominee Robinson said: "Let me tell you what Mr. White has said. ... He has described Herbert Hoover as a "fat, pudgy capon sitting on eggs.' "

At Emporia, Editor White expostulated : "If he can cite the date and place where I declared that any capon ever sat on eggs I will give the Democratic Campaign Committee a thousand dollars. Poor as I am at arithmetic I can figure there is some thing biologically wrong about a capon sitting on eggs.

"Yet I wish I had said it. For cer tainly Mr. Hoover has hatched out a fine brood of trouble for the Democratic can didates. . . .

"If Senator Robinson is so keen about quoting my immortal prose, here is a line for him : In the present sloppy Democratic shambles, dry ice Robinson wears the harassed look of an Anti-Saloon League sitting timorously on the edge of his chair at a bartenders' convention. Let him turn that on one of his audiences and then try to giggle out of the applause."

Nominee Robinson was inaccurate. Editor White was evasive. Last spring, prior to the Kansas City convention, Editor White wrote and published in his newspaper the following insult to Herbert Hoover:

"In the Republican shambles, he is vaguely reminiscent of a plump and timorous capon, fluttering anxiously on the outskirts of a free-for-all cockfight" (TIME, May 28).

Nominee Robinson campaigned on. At Chickasha, Okla., he cried: "We plain people are far more numerous than the high-collared crowd! Thank God for the common people . . . !"