Compiled by Lou Hunsinger Jr.

Will Rogers, expert gum chewer, lariat twirler and analyst of human frailties, talked incessantly from 8:30 to 10:40 o’clock Saturday evening before a fair-sized audience at the Elks’ auditorium, where he spoke under the auspices of the American Legion. But the listening and appreciating powers of the audience surpassed the endurance power of the cowboy humorist’s rubber jaw and vocal chords and he had to dash from the stage long before he came near tiring his listeners.

For although the upholstery on the auditorium seats was by no means conducive to comfort over a long period of time, there was no sign that any of the audience was getting ready to leave before Rogers had departed. From the time the comedian’s rugged face thrust itself through the curtains until the wiry form made its exit while twirling ropes, the crowd had all the appearance of being a permanent fixture in the auditorium.

Will is a garrulous fellow who never misses seeing a joke, even if it is himself, and his two hours of patter revealed as an accurate an estimate of the other natives of this land and other countries.

Will has a deep admiration for the United States, which he admitted he is trying to reform at so much per word. And he frankly admits he hopes that the reformation won’t take place as long as he has to earn his living.

We are, he says, the greatest boob nation on earth. We mean well, but we just can’t help going around helping others and getting ourselves in difficulties. We like to solve the other fellow’s problems and tell him how to do things which we can’t do for ourselves in our own country.