A BUY ELECTION.

[The excellent precedent set by Mr. MALLABY-DEELEY in supplying needed

goods at cheap rates may prove a little awkward if adopted by

Parliamentary Candidates, as shown in the following anticipatory

report.]

Quiet confidence reigned in the ranks of the Muddleboro Labour Party. The

action of their Candidate, Mr. Dulham, in arranging for a co-operative milk

supply at sixpence per quart, was supposed to have won the hearts of all

householders. They had no fear of Mr. Coddem, the representative of the

great BOTTOMLEY party. It was true that Mr. Coddem had taken over a local

brewery and was supplying beer at threepence per pint. But the Labour

stalwarts argued that, in the first place, this would lose him the women's

and temperance vote, and, in the second place, the electors would drink the

brewery dry in double-quick time. All those who failed to get cheap beer

would revenge themselves on the Candidate who had failed to keep his

promise.

The Wee Free cause was nearly hopeless. Their candidate, Mr. Guff, had made

a desperate bid for popularity by offering, in conjunction with _The Daily

News_, cocoa at reduced rates. But the Labour Candidate had put the pointed

question, "Who made cocoa dear in the first place?" and Mr. Guff had evaded

the question.

When Mr. Stilts, the National Party Candidate, promised the public cheaper

honours--urging that, if he were returned, it would be unnecessary to

subscribe to party funds to get a title--the voters were quite unmoved.

Perhaps they knew that they could get the O.B.E. for nothing, anyhow, and

had no higher ambitions.

The Coalition Candidate, Mr. Jenkins, alone said nothing. _The Star_, that

famous organ of the Anti-Gambling Party, proclaimed triumphantly that the

odds offered in the constituency were ten to one against Jenkins. But Mr.

Jenkins lay low and said nothing. Or rather he achieved the not impossible

feat in a Parliamentary contest of saying nothing and saying a good deal.

But the day before the poll Mr. Jenkins's polling cards were delivered.

They were headed, "Vote for Jenkins and Kill Profiteering. Give up this

card at your polling-station for free samples of silks in my great blouse

offer. I sell for 9s. 11-3/4d. a blouse usually priced at two guineas. Not

more than six sold to any one voter. OUT SIZES NO EXTRA CHARGE."

A quarter-mile queue of lady-voters was standing outside the polling booths

at eight o'clock. Hundreds of them had their husbands in custody with them.

In vain were representations of the Full Milk Jug and the Flowing Pint Pot

paraded before them. The Wee Free procession, headed by a Brimming Cocoa

Cup, was received with jeers.

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