Random Shots [excerpt]

     William R. Hearst, the depraved youth who owns three yellow journals, may never know anything of the “white light that beats about a throne,” but he is learning a heap about the white heat that beats about his sanctum. As people begin to take their bearings and look for causes it goes hard with him.

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     No man who has really felt a pang of sorrow or uttered a sincere word of regret for the murder of President McKinley can consistently buy or read the Chicago American or New York Journal. These are viperous sheets about which there can be no doubt. It is safe to quit them cold. Whoever fails to do so may be challenged as insincere and hypocritical.

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     Book publishers are running a mad race with their McKinley biographies. Their books were being advertised the day the president died. It looks like unseemly haste, but is the commercial spirit which the McKinley administration has built up more than any other administration in the world’s history. It is certain that in time McKinley biographies will find their way into every well-selected library, and the hustling publisher knows it.