The Scotch are proverbially slow in realizing a joke and many other matters. But they have now waked up to the insidious inroads of the "Pussyfoot" campaign for prohibition in their bonnie land. Long advertisements with two grinning black cats at top and bottom are confronting the readers of Scottish newspapers demanding "a firm stand for self-determination" and in asking, in bold, black type. "Why not prohibit Pusayfoot?" Scotch blood is running hot over the sheer intemperance of the prohibi-

tionist brigade, made up of people who are said to "think they know much better what is good for other people than such foolish folk can possibly know themselves." These foolish folk are said to be so mad that if successful they will not stop with prohibition, but will decide what Scotchmen are to eat, how Scotchmen are to do their work, occupy their leisure run the home and bring up the children!

The Anti-Prohibition Campaign Council of Edinburgh is evidently angry, Scotch anger is decidedly dour. The fact that prohibition is approved as a wise measure by the great majority of the American people does not count among the lairds of the glass, who hold fast to the old gospel of the Scotch lady, remonstrated with for her evident condition, who proclaimed: "Better have a wee drappie too much than waste the Lord's mercies."  -Boston Transcript.