The people of Hot Springs, Ark., were stirred one evening last fortnight as they had not been stirred since April 6, 1917. A pack of newsboys, coursing through the crowded streets at cinema time, were baying like gutter beagles, "UX-try, UX-tree-e! 'Clare War on Chine! M'rines goin' tuh Chine! UX-try! UX-tree! War wit' Chine!"
Farmers put their hands in their pockets, edged to the curb and stared at the gathering excitement. Town men deserted their girl friends to snatch for the gutter beagles' wares, across which screamed the headlines: