South Bend News-Times, Volume 37, Number 350, South Bend, St. Joseph County, 15 December 1920 — Page 5

THE SOUTH BEND NEWS-TIMES

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THE DEFEAT OF THE CITY

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One of 1 1 1 ii s -:' a . rural counti' :-: i-oinu-d with i i i i to the .-uc:e.--.-t'u i

your. metropolitan lawyer- as i-roiiuct ;f in so;l. f-'.x yi.irs -arlier UilA county hvl ru:ioe l iho wheat :.:raw from between i t.i huc;lebcrry-

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!-"iu'fin: r- i.i.-xTiu: ;-a;l. "Your inoth- ( oi'.tiniM 'i A!i' i i, 'ir.vit- us If o'.ako a i.-it tf th'- firm. I hive novf r n a farm. W will o thtro f'.r a or t'.vo. Hilbert. " "V.V will." y.r. J l:ob rr. wtli the

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;ni bucolic liuh a.H old '. V a : m i 1 y " h f r re k ! - f ac e d laodoned thf crtain thrc

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- man "Bob" o-per

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for thn thrffs-rinijf-d metropolis. At rhe end of tho six yearn no murder

ir'il, coriehlnc: party, automobile; accident or cotillion wa.5 compete; in which th name of Kob.-rt Valrnsly did not t'.jrure. Tailor.- waylaid him In th tret to rt a nw wrinkle from th cut of hij unwrlnklf'd troufer. Hyphenatfd fellows In the clubs and nifmlx-ra ff th. oldest ubpoenaod families were s!ad to clap- him on tho back and allow him thrrc It-ttrrs of his name. But tho Mattrrhom of Itobert Wjilmsly's success vras not oalfd until he married Alicia Van Ier Pool. I cito th Mattrrhom. for Junt ro hlßh and cool and white and ir.accei5iblo was this daughter of tho oM lurchers. Tho social Alpn. that rannd about her over who.-:' bleak p.i'w.i a thousand climb-r.s Ftnijr,?led reached only to her kn--s. Kho towered in her own atmosphere, porene, chaste, prldoful, w.ullni; In no fountains, dining no monkeys. breeding n5 dopa for bench show? S'ho was a Van Per Pool. Fountains were mad to play for hr; monkeys werf made for otlior pf-o-tdoa ancetors; dos, she understood, were created to ho, compan ions of blind persons and ohjortion-abl-; characters who smoked pipe. This was thf Matterhorn that rtobert Walmsley accomplished. If he found., with a pood poet with the jrarno foot and artificially curled hair, that he who ascends to mountain tops will find tho loftiest peaks most wrapped In cloud? and snnw, h concealed his chilbralns b'-neatli a brave and s:mlllntr exterior. He v.aa a lucky man and knew It. even though lie were imitating tho s; partain hoy with an Ice-cream freezer beneath his double: frapetir. the region of hlf heart. After a brief weddlns; tour abroad, the coupl" returned to create a. d ided ripple in the calm cistern (so placid and cool and sunless It Is) of the be.st society. They entertained at thtir rod brick mausoleum of anient greatness In an old square that is a cemetery of crumbled plory. And Robert Walmslov v,as proud of his wife; although while on of Ids hand.- shook h:a quests the other hel l tightly to his alpenstock and therrnomcte r. fine day Alicia, found a letter written to Robert by his mother. It was an uneruditc letter, full of crop and motherly love and farm notes. It chronicled the health of the pk: and tho recent red calf, and risked oonccmtnfr Robert's In return. It wns a. letter direct from the soil, straight from homo, full of biographies of bees, tabs of turnips, pa'-ans of new-laid f-rps, neglected parents and the. s'.ump in dried apples. "Why have T not been shown your mother' letters?"' asked Alicia.

w. I r.ot iiy the invitation boforo you i i-" i thought yo i would noi- . t. p-o. I ;;m rauvh j l as- d a; ? o"i r 'b-ci-.ion." "I will write to hrr mslf," an.s we red Alicia, with a faint foresli.iriowir.s "f -nthusiasm. "Feliie vhri'l pack m ytrunks at onco. Fevvn, I think, will he enough. I do not suppose tb.at your mother entertains a great da!. Ioes she give many ho J5 parti s?"

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rural places Tiled a demurrer against m of the seven trunks. He endeavor d to define, picture, elucidate, set forth and described a. farm. His own words sounded strange in hia ears. Ho had not realized how thoroughly urbsidized he had become. A week passed and found them landed at the little country station livn hours out from the city. A grinning, stentorian, sarcastic youth driving a mule to a spring wagon hailed Robert savapely. "Hallo. Mr. Walmsley. Found your way back at lat. have you? Sorry I couldn't bring in the automoMle for you. but dad's bulltonguingr the ten-acre clover patch with it today. Guess you'll excuse my not wearing a dress ult over to meet you it ain't Fix o'clock yet, you know." "I'm glad to see you, Tom," said Robert, grasping his brother's hand. "Yes, I've found my way at last. You've a right to say 'at last.' It's been over two years since the last time. Rut it will bo oftener after this, my boy." Alicia, cool In tho summer heat as an Arctic wraith, white as a Xorso Know maiden in her flimsy muslin and 11 uttering lace parasol, came round tho corner of the station; and Tom was stripped of his asMi ranee. Tie became chie.rty eyesight clothed In blue jeans, and on the homeward drive to the mule alone did he confide In language the Inwardness of his thoughts. Thev drove homeward. The low

yin dropped a spt ndthrif t Hood of gold upon th fortunate fields "f wheat. Tho cities were far away. The road lay curling around wood and dale and hill like a ribbon lost from the robe of careless rummer. The wind followed lle a whinnyincr r o!t in the track of phoebus's steeds. l'.y and by tho farmhouse peeped gray out of its faithful grove; they yaw the long lane with Its convoy of walnut trf-s runi.ing from the road to the hous they nmelled tho wild r s and the breath of cool, damp willow- in the creek's bed. And then in ur.ison all the voics of the soil i . ran a rhart addressed to the soul if Rob. rt V.ilm!cy. Out of the

tilted itisVs of the dim wood they unv hollowly; they chirped and :?7f from the parched grass; they trilled from the ripples of the creek ford; they üoated up in clear pan'fpipe notes from the dimming meadows; the whippoorwllls Joined in as they pursued midges in the upper air; slow-going cow-bells struck out a homely accompaniment and this was wh.it cr.eh one said: "You've 'ound vmir way back at last, have you?" The old voices of the soil .spoke to him. Leaf and bud and blossom conversed with him in the old vocabulary of his careless youth the inanimate things, the familiar stones and rails, the gates and furrows and roofs and turns of the road had an eloquence, too, and a power in the transformation. The country had smiled and he had felt the breath of it, and' his heart was drawn a3 if in a moment back to h;s old love. The city was f ir away. Tliis rural atavism, then, seized Robert Walmsley and posx d him. A queer thing he noticed in connection with it was that Alicia, sitting at his side, suddenly seemed to him a stranger. She did r.ot belong to this recurrent phase. Never 1 efi.ro had she seemed so remote, so colorless and high so intangible

and unreal. And yet he had nevei ad. mi red h"-r more than when she prtt there by him In the 'jicky ynrinu waprcn. chiming no more wi'h his mood and with her environment than the Matterhorn chimes with a peasant's' cabbage garden. That night when the greetings and the supper were over, the entire family, including Buff, the yellow dog, bestrewed itself upon the front porch. Alicia, not haughty but silent, sat in the shadow dressed in an exquisite pale pieen tea gown. Robert's mother dis oursed to her happily concerning ma'rmalade and lumbago. Tom sat on tho top step; sisters Millie and Pam on the lowest step to catch the lightning bugs. Mother had the big willow rocker. Father sat in the big armchair with one of its arms gone. Buff sprawled In the middle of the porch in everybody's way. The twilight pixies and pucks stole forth unseen and plunged other poignant shafts of memory into tho heart of Robert. A rural madness entered his soul. The city was far away. Father sat without his pip writhing In his heavy boots, a sacriilco to rigid courtesy. Robert shouted: "No. you don't!" Ho fetched te pipe and lit It; ho seized the old gentleman's boots and tore them off. Tho last one slipped suddenly, and Mr. Robert Walmsley, of Washington Sqrrare. tumbled off the porch baekward with Ruff on top of him. howling fearfully. Tom laughed sareastically. Robert tore oft his coat and vest and hurled them Into a lilac bush. "Come out here, you landlubber," ho cried to Tom, "and I'll put grass seed on your back. I think you called mo a 'dude a while ago. Come alontr and cut your capers." Tom understood the invitation and accepted It with delight. Three times they wrestled on the grass, "side holds." even as the giants of tht mat. And twice was Tom forced to bite grass at the hands of the

flection upon the qualities of a city brother. In an Instant Robert had secured a horrid katydid in his lingers and bore down upon her. Screaming wildly. sh fled up the lane, pursued 1 y the avenging glass of form. A qquarter of a mile and hey returned, s'ae full of apology to the victorious -dude." The rustic mania pi.'.psrj him unabatedly. "I can do up a cowpenful of you slow hayseeds." he proclaimed, valngloriously. "Prirg on your bulldogs, your hired men and your lo-roll-err." He turned ham! springs on the triads that proded Tom to envious s.irca.-m. And then, with a whoop, he clattreed to the rear and brought bark Unc'.e Ike, a battered colored retainer of th family, with his banjo, and strew d sand on the porch ."nd danced "Chicken in the Bread Traj" ami did buck-and-

wirg wonders for half an hour longer. Incredibly wild and boisterous things he did. He sang, he told stories that si t all but one shrinking, ho played the yokel, the humorous clodhopper, he was mad, mad with the revival of tho old life in his blood. Ho became 50 extravagant that once his mother sought gently to reprove him. Then Alicia moved as though she were about to speak, but she did not. Through it all she sat Immovable, a slim, white spirit In the dusk that no man might question or read. Ry and by she csked permission to ascend to her room, saying that she was tired. On her way she passed Robert. He vas standing in the door, the figure of vulgar comedy, with ruffled halrw reddened face and unpardonable confusion of attire no trace there of the Immaculate Robert Walmsley, the courted clubman and ornament of selrct circles. H was doing a conjuring trick with some household utensils, and

the family, now won over to him. without tAcepticn. was beholding him with worshipful admiration. As Alicia passod in Robert started suddenly. He hi J forgotten for the moment that she was present. Withf nt a glance a. hi-n the went on upstairs. After that the fun prow quiet. An hour passed in talk; and tlun Robert went up himself. She was standing By the window when he entered their room. She was still cl-'thed as when they were on the porch. OutMde and crowding acainst the window was a giant apple tree, full blossomed. Robert sKrhed and went near the window. He was ready to meet his fate. A confessed vulgarian, he foresaw the verdict of Justice, in the shape of that stiM. whiteclad form. Ho knew tho rh::d lin.-s that a Van Der Pool would draw. He was a peasant gambolling ir.decorouly in tho valley, and te pure, cold, white, unth'twrd summit of the Matterhorn could not but frown on him. He

had been unmasked by his own actions. Al the poli.-li. the poise, the form that the city h.iJ given him had fallen from him l.e ar. ill-tilting mantle at the first brtath of a country' breeze. Dully he awaited the approaching cen Je mr.atior.. "Robert."' Slid the calm. cool

voice of his Judge, "i thought I married a gentleman." Yes. it was coming. And yet. in the face of It, Robert Walmsley was eagerly regarding a certain branch of the apple tree upon which he used to climb out of that very window. Ho believed he could do it cow. He wondered how many blossoms there were on the tree ten millio-.s? Rut here was some one speaking again: "I thought I married a gentleman." the voice ivent on, "but " Why h id Fhe come and was standlnc so close by his side? "Rut I find that I hav- married"

SMALLPOX coyum ;. luaPsG a r;a.v C,'iHi:. lr. a.. I.--. 14. t; smallpox situation in flosher. w.i 't has l.-f.- tvf n um.uiily f-rio-:-.

I shows ".title er r.o i :u prove m-'T :.

Many c i s continue to dv, lop. Ti'.e c ity ho ird of health is ir;;fing i. -

-was that Alicli talkimr'

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etter a man Rob, dear,

kiss me. won't you?"

The city was far away,

on general accinatiou ;.s the only rmar.s of successfully combating th

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p.iti.r.ts who are afflicted with th-' disease are Fred H. Rryner. a ho 1 teach-r; Mrs. Florence Remem! r-for-Wirse, J.puy county audit-c and many others holding public os ir.i-publie positions As soon as th ailment of Mrs Wiese was di.igr.o- 1 as smallpox, every occupant ( f tf. court house hat-nei to vaccinated. The rjty board of health L- ri side ring- closing, of schocls. thent r-

some- f nurcin ;, po4 r'ji'i-.-i, i i.ii.ua iij

bowling albys ar.d ether place--, but wi 1 ls-ue such an crder only i u last resort.

Gifts For

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South Bend Watches, $34.00 to $165.00. Scarf Pins, $1.00 up. Cigarette Cases, Sterling and Palted. Belt Buckles, in Sterling Silver ond Gold. Cuff Links. $1.50 up. Waterman Fountain Pens, $2.50 up. Eversharp Pencils. $1.00 up. Waldemar Chains, $ 1.50 up. Gold Knives, $2.00 up. Soft Collar Pins, etc.

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Newman's offers a store full of pretty things for Her. Be sure and include Newman's on your shopping tour when you set out to purchase Her present. Just run over the list of lovely presents mentioned in this advertisement. BLOUSES OF GEORGETTE, SATIN AND CREPE DE CHINE Offering pleasing gift suggestions at these greatly reduced prices $4.95, .$6.95, $8.95 and $10.75 , LOVELY SILK BLOOMERS AND SILKEN PETTICOATS : Most practical Christmas gifts, all at reduced prices $3.95, $4.95, $6.50 and $7.95

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0 . SILK CAMISOLES The Christmas Gift Supreme -A variety of the most beautiful camisoles imaginabla at $1, $1.95, $2.50, $3.95 and $4.50

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FURS AND PUR SETS My Little Lady's Heart's Desire for Christmas Dear little scarfs and fat little mulTs to make any -child happy for Christmas, especially priced at $2.95, $3.95, $5.95, $6.95 Up to $25

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LOVELY PARTY FROCKS at $25, $35 and $49.50 What lovely gifts they make, these dear little party frocks of Taffeta and Chiffon Velvet, in every imaginable color. Surely no girl could be more pleased than to get one of these charming frocks I

IMPORTED BEADED BAGS Duvetyn Bags and Chiffon Velvet Bags A hand bag is something no woman can do without. It accompanies her wherever she goes it is emphatically a most sensible Christmas present. All on sale here at $5, $6.95, $7.50. $10. $15 and up to $29.75

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SALE OF PLAIN AND FUR .TRIMMED PLUSH COATS Every Plush coat in our stock is now offered at greatly reduced prices. We have a beautiful collection of the?'? coats at $25, $35, $49.50 and $69.50

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COATS AND WRAPS ALL AT WONDERFUL SALE PRICES. ALL" SACRIFICED AT - SAVINGS OF FROM $ 1 5 TO $50. PRICED AT $25, $35, $49.50, $69.50 AND $89.50 EVERY SILK DRESS IN THE STORE OFFERED AT EXTRAORDINARY REDUCTIONS CHOICE OF ANY SUIT IN OUR STOCK NOW AT LESS THAN HALF PRICE WOOL SWEATERS AND BRUSH WOOL SCARFS MAKE VERY ACCEPTABLE CHRISTMAS GIFTS, AT $5, $6.95, $9.75, $ 1 2.50 AND UP

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