One of the simplest and frequently a very effective form of traveling campaign is the speaking tour of which examples are numerous and familiar. Suffrage, prohibition, and many other causes have been promoted by traveling speakers in conspicuously painted or decorated automobiles. The speakers may carry with them all sorts of attention-getting devices, from a supply of leaflets to distribute, to a set of properties that would rival the stock of the old-time patent medicine man. A MOTORCYCLE KNIGHT OF HEALTH The following picturesque description of “A Modern Knight Errant, Carrying Health Gospel at Fifty Miles an Hour on A Motor Cycle,” is taken from an article by Samuel Hopkins Adams, about the work of the Wisconsin Anti-Tuberculosis Association[6]: _The “Flying Squadron of Health”_ Seven o’clock of a June evening in the lake country to the north. Supper is over. The mail has come jolting down by stage from the nearest railroad point, fourteen miles distant, and has been distributed from the post office which is also the general store and the council-house of the locality. The population, gathered in from a considerable radius, is talking a little politics, chewing a little tobacco, speculating a bit on the likelihood of rain, and yawning itself into readiness for home and bed. Far up the dusty road there is an approaching commotion, perceptible both to ear and eye. Presently the center of it materializes in the form of a motorcycle bearing a man and a pack. The cycle pop-pops itself into a stationary phase. The man dismounts, gives a pleasant “good evening” to the gossiping group, appraises the immediate lay of the land with a practiced eye, unstraps a pack or two, and in an incredibly short time has a light silk tent up in a chosen spot by the road-way, a cooking kit laid out, a Dutch oven set, and the “makings” of a fire gathered near it. Now, here is romance for the young of the hamlet, Gypsying a la mode! Knight-errantry at fifty miles an hour! The news runs amuck in the locality and in no time there is a growing gathering. Questions begin to fly; to each the newcomer has his brief but courteous answer, all the time busy with his preparations for spending the night in the open. Presently he unfolds carefully a case containing placards, setting them up one by one against the stone fence. Conjecture, by this time, is at the point of explosion. “What are you sellin’, Mister?” comes the direct question. “Nothing,” answers the stranger, setting up still another placard, and stepping back to estimate the effect. “Got a show?” “Why, yes! in a way.” “Givin’ out samples?” “Not exactly.” “Patent medicine feller, I guess,” surmises one. “Seen a couple of ’em over to Humphrey’s last fall.” “Naw,” controverts another, “He’s sellin’ pictures, can’t ye see?” “Ain’t goin’ to preach, be ye, young man?” queries a third. “That too, in a way,” says the motorist.