The Daily Banner, Greencastle, Putnam County, 22 June 1929 — Page 3
(TEE GRESHCASTEE GAIEY BANNER, SATURDAY. JUNE 22.192ft
As far back as I can remember I liave faithfully followed the banner Romance. It haa given color to my life, made me a dreamer of dreams, a player of parts. As a boy, r naming alone In the wild heather hills, I have heard the glad shouts of the football players on the green, yet never ettled to join them. Mine
was the richer, rarer joy.
It was at night, however, that my dreams were most compelling. I strove against the tyranny of sleep. Lying in my small bed, I reveled in delectable imaginings. Night after night 1 fought battles, devised pageants partitioned empires. 1 gloried to details. My rugged war-lords were very real to me, and my adventures sounded many periods of historj It was a wonderful gift of
CHAPTER I
zling alley of light, where stalwart i anon an illusion of tfiate would be-
nien and handsome women jostled jn and out of the glittering restaurants. Yet amid this eager, passionate life I felt a dreary sense of out-
sideness.
1 was, too, a seeker of curious experience, and this was to prove my undoing. The night side of the citv was unveiled to me. With the assurance of innocence I wandered everywhere. I penetrated the war rens of underground Chinatown, wondering why white women lived there, and why they hid at sight of me Alone I poked my way into the opium joints and the gambling dens Vice, amazingly unabashed, Haunted itself in my face. I wondered what my
tray him. and at no t>me did X fail to see that his roughness was only a veneer As it turned out he was better educated by far than I, a i’aln boy taking a post-graduate course
in the University of Hard Luck. My reserve once thawed, I told
him much of my simple life. He lis-
tened. intensely sympathetic. “Say,” said he earnstly when I had
finished, "I'm rough-and-ready in my ways. Ijfe to me's a game, sort of
masquerade, and I'm the worst mas
querader in the bunch. But I knowhow to handle myself, and 1 can jolly my way along pretty well. Now, you're green, if you'll excuse me saying it, and maybe I can help you
'at the heart of its celebrities, ‘It Tan ^ lie Done,” a sidesplitting comedy! faice, will open at the Granada The-1 atre Sunday for one day only. As may be surmised from the title, "It Can Be Done" il. als with the adj ventures of a young mam who is afflicted with a demoralizing inferiority complex. The struggles of this chap with his handicap are logically and faithfully portrayed and the picture not only offers a solution of these difficulties but it sugarcoat* | that solution behind such a mirthpiovoking series of riotously funny incidents that the lesson strikes with a pleasent and amazing force. The gay and charming Sue Carol appears at the head of an exellent -upporting east that includes Tom 0’ Hi ion, Richard Carle, Richard Carlyle and Jack Egan. To-night only will he seen "Hoot” Gibson, in “The Winged Horseman” first of a new series of popular Western stories by this star
OBITUARY
(pum, Covenanting ancestors would ; some. Likewise you’re the only one nave made of it all I never thought »>-- -• i- > -
visioning that was mine in those I to have seen the like, and in my todays It was the bird-like flight of experience it was like a shock to me.
the pure ehild-mind to whom the un-
it a! is yet the real.
Then suddenly I arrived at a second phase of my mental growth in 'vlnci. fancy usurped the place of | imagination. The modem equivalents of Romance attracted me, and with my increasing grasp of reality my gift of vision faded. The joy of the thought exulted in my veins, and scarce could I bide the day when the roadr of chance and change
would be open to my feet.
It is strange that in all these years I confided in no one. Garry, who was my brother and my dearest fnend, would have laughed at me in that affectionate way of his. You would never have taken us for broth-
ers V
Yet we loved each other as few brothers do. Oh. how I admired him' He was my Ideal, and too ften the hero of my romances. Garry would have laughed at my hero-worship; he was so matter of fact, effective and practical. Yet he understood me, my Celtic ideality, and that shy reserve which is the armor of a sensitive soul. Yes. not excepting mother, Garry knew me iietter than any one has ever done, and I loved him for it. It seems overfond to say this, but he did not have a fault—tenderness, humor, enthusiasm, sympathy and the beauty of a young god—all that was manfully endearing was expressed in
this brother of mine.
So we grew to manhood there in that West Highland country, and surely our lives were pure and simple and sweet. I had never been further from home than the little market town where we sold our sheep Mother managed the estate till Garry was old enough, when he took hold with a vigor and grasp that delighted everyone. I think our little mother stood rather in awe of my keen, capable, energetic brother. There was to her a certain dreamy, wistful idealism that made her beauPful in my eyes, and to look on she
was as fair as any picture
Thus our home was an ideal one; Garry, tall, fair and winsome: mvseU dark, dreamy, reticent: and between us, linking all three in a perfect bond of love and sympathy, our
gentle, delicate mother
"OooA-byc, laddie, good-bye.'’
My nocturnal explorations came to a sudden end One foggy midnight, coming up Pacific street with its glut of saloons, 1 was clouted shrewdly from behind and dropped most neatly In the gutter. When I came to, very sick and dizzy In a side alley, I found I had been robbed of my poeketbook with nearly all my money
therein.
One morning on seeking my favorite labor bureau I found an unusual flutter among the bench warmers A big contractor wanted fifty men immediately. No experience was required, and the wages were to be two dollars a day. With a number of others I pressed forward, was interviewed and accepted.. The same day we were marched In a body to the railway depot and herded into a fourth class ear. Where we were going I knew not; of what we were going to do I had no inkling I only knew we were southbound.
About this time mother must have Worried a good deal over my future G irry was now the young Laird, and I was but an idler, a burden on the estate At last I told her I wanted to go abroad, and then it seemed as if a great difficulty was solved. We remembered of a cousin who was sheep ranching in the Saskatchewan valley and had done well It was arranged that I should join him ns a pupil, then, when I had learned enough, buy a place of my own. It may be imagined that while 1 apparently acquiesced in this arrangement, I had already determined that as soon as I reached the new land I would take my destiny Into my own
hands
I will not dwell on our leave-tak-ing If I broke down in unmanly grief, it must be remembered I hail never before been from home. I was but a lad, and these two were all In all to me Mother gave up trying to be brave and mingled her tears with mine. Garry alone contrived to make some show of cheerfulness "Don't cry, sweetheart mother," I I said; "I'll be back again in three , years.” 'Mind you do, my bpy, mind you She looked at mo woefully sair, and I had a queer, heartrending prevision I would never see her more. 1 Garry was supporting her, and she seemed to have suddenly grown very frail. He was pale and quiet, but I could see he was ver.tly moved. "Athol,” said he, "if ever you need me just send for me. I’ll come, no matter how long or how hard the
way."
I can see them to this day, standing there In the drenching rain, Garry, fine and manly, mother, small and drooping, I can see her with her delicate rose color, her eyes like wood violets drowned In tears, her tender, sensitive lips quivering with emotion. "Good-bye, laddie, good-bye.’ ’Twas but a month later when, homeless and friendless. I sto.Kl on the beach by the Cliff Hcuse of San Francisco and gazed over the fretful waters of another ocean. Such Is the romance of destiny. I had lived through a week of wizardry such as I had never dreamed of. and here was I at the very throne of Western empire. And what place R was, and what a people— with the imperious mood of the West softened by the spell of the Orient and mellowed by the glamour of Old Spain San Franrisco! 1 marveled at the rush of affairs •ad the zest of amusement. Everyone seemed to be making money easily and spending it eagerly. Everyone was happy, sanguine, atrenuous. At night Market street was a daz-
I left San k’raneisro blanketed in grey fog and besomed by a roaring wind; when I opened my eyes I was in a land of spacious sky and broad, clean sunshine It seemed like a land of promise, of song and sunshine, and silent and apart I sat to
admire and to enjoy.
“Looks pretty swell, don't It?"
I will call him the Prodigal He was about my own age, thin, but
sun browned and healthy.
in all the gang of hoboes that's my kind. Come on. let's be partners '' I felt greatly drawn to hint and
agreed gladly
“Now," said he, "I must go and jolly along the other boys. Aren't they a fierce bunch" Colored gentlemen, Slavonians, Polaeks. Dagoes. Swedes—well. I ll go prospecting, and see what I can strike." He went among them with a jabber of strange terms, a bright smile and ready banter. 1 envied him for his ease of manner, a thing I could never compass. Presently he returned
to me.
"Say. partner, got any money?" There was something frank and compelling in his manner, so that I produced the few dollars I had left, and spread them before him. "That's all my wealth," I said smilingly. He divided it into two equal portions and returned Oita to me He took a note ot the other, saying "All right, I'll settle up with you later on." A few minutes later behold him seated at a card table with three rough - necked, hard - bitten - looking i men They were playing poker, and | thinks I: “Here's good-bye to my money.” We were drawing in to Los Angeles when he rejoined me. To my sur- 1 prise he emptied his pockets of wrinkled notes and winking silve- to the tune of twenty dollars, and dividing it equally, handed half to me “Here," says he, "plant that in your dip," “No," I said, "just give me back what you borrowed; that’s all I
want.”
"Oh, forget it! You staked me. and it’s well won. These guinneys took me for a jay. Thought I was easy, but I've forgotten more than they ever knew, and 1 haven’t forgotten so much either." "No, you keep it, please. I don't want it.” "Oh, come! Put your Scotch scruples in your pocket. Take the money.” "No,” I said obstinately. "Look here, this partnership of ours is based on financial equality If sou don t like my gate, you don't need to swing on it " "All right " said I tartly, ”1 don't want to.” Then I turned on my heel,
was darkly red and silky, his teeth white and even as young corn His eyes twinkled with a humorous Ugh*, but his face was shrewd, alert and
On either side of us were swift hills mottled With green and gold, ahead a curdle or snow capped mountains, above a sky of robin's- < egg blue. The morning was lyric and set our hearts piping os we
climbed the canyon
, About midday we reached the end His hair ' Oangs of men were everywhere, rip-
for I have al-
aggressive
"Yes." I said soberly,
wavs been backward with strangers "Pretty good line. The banana belt Old Sol working overtime Blossom and fruit cavorting on the same tree Eternal summer. I^nd of the msnana, the festive frljole. the never-chilly chili. Ever been
here before?"
“No “
Neither have I. Glad T came, even if it's to do the horny-handed son of toil stunt Got the makings’" "No, I'm sorry; I d'm't smoke." ’’All right, guess I got enough.” He pulled forth a limp sack of powdery tobaecj, and spilled aome grains into a brown cigarette paper, twisting it deftly and bending over the ends. Then he smoked with such enjoyment that I envied him. "Where are we going, have you
any idea?” I asked
"Search me,” be said. Inhaling deeply; "the guv to charge isn't ezaotly a free Information bureau when it eomes to peddling the bull con he's there, hut when you try to pry off a few slabs of cold hard fact
it's his Sunday off."
1 permuted, "have you no
"But,’
Idea’" . . "Well, one thing you can bank on. they'll w ork the Judas out of us. The gentle grafter nestles In our midst This here's a clneh game and we are the fall guys The contractors are a hum outfit. They'll squeeze us at every turn There was two plunks to the employment man they got half. Twenty for railway fare; they ome in cn that. Stop tain hotels: a raVe-off there Stage fare: more greft. Five dollar- a week for hoard; costa them and they will be stomach robbers at that then they'll ring to twice as many men as they need and ay us off half the time so that we Juat about even up on our board hiU Oh, I'm onto their curves all right "Then." I said. "If y° u . much why did you come "Well, if I know *o muohyou juat bet I know some more I I) go one better You watch my amoke He talked on with a wonderful vivid manner and fn outpouring hugei'y^ntereztetL lo-
ping and tearing at the mountainside There was a roar of blasting, and rocks hurtled down on us Bunkhouses of raw lumber sweated to the
sun
We were assigned to n particular hunkhouae and there was n great rush for places. It was floorless, do irleaa and in part roofless. Above the medley of voices I heard that of the Prodigal: "Sav, fellows, lot’s find the softest side of this board! Strikes me the Company's mighty considerate All kinds of ventilation. Good chance to study astronomy. Wonder if I couldn't borrow n mattress somewhere* Ha! Good eye! Watch me, fellow's!’’ We saw him make for a tent nearby where horses were stabled He reconnoitered carefully, then darted inside to come out in a twinkling, staggering under a bale of h«y, "HlVb ihut for ruetlirig? 1 gues* I’m slow--hey, what’ Guess this is pojr!” He was wadding his bunk with the hay, while the others looked on rather enviously. Then, aa a hell rang, he left off. "Hash is ready, boys; last cal) to the dining car Come on and see the pigs get their heads in tl*e trough ” We hurried to the cookhouse, where a tin plate, a tin cup, a tin spoon, and a cast-iron knife was laid for each of us at a table of unpinned boards. A great mess of hash was ready, and excepting myself every one ate voraciously I found something more to my taste, a con of honey and some soda crackers, On which I supped gratefully. ( When I returned to the bunkhouse I found my bunk had been } stuffed with niee soft hay, and my blankets spread on top. I looked , over to the Prodigal. He was reading a limp cigarette between his yel-low-stained fingers. I went up to , "It's very good of you to do thla,” , 1 -Oh. no! Not at all. Don't mention It.” he answered with much politeness, never raising his eye» from the book •Well, I said, "I've Just got to thank vou. And look here. let’s males it up Don’t let the business of that wretched money come between ua. Can't W’e be friends anyway*" I He sprang up and gripped my hand, '
SATURDAY’S FIVE BEST RADIOS WRAP, NBC Network, 6 p. m. — The Cavalcade. WJZ, NBC Network, 0:45 p. i Special Feature. WKAF, NBC Network, 7 p. m. — Nathaniel Stiilkret and Symphony or-
chestra.
WABC, CBS Network, 8 p. m.—National Forum. WKAF, NBC Network, p. m.— National R-4 Club program. FREAK DUCK Wabash—A three legged duck owned by F. A. Kenower is the oh- I ject of much concern here. Some I who viewed the foul were inclined 1 to believe the third leg is a "fake.” j
Curtis Albright, son of James and Fannie Albright was born ii V\':i-h ington township, Putnam county, Iml. Jan. 28. 1870, and departed thw life June lo, 1929, age 59 years, 4 months, and 17 days. We feel that father's life was an open hook to this community inasmui li as his deeds were open and above tcproaeh. His life was such that he needed to hide nothing from the world or Ids friends or his God. In Jan. of 1892 he was united in marriage to Lucy Ann Prince of Monroe County, Ind., and to this union were born seven children, 1 \ boy.-. Clarence I., of Greonoastle, Glenn ■ 1' Detroit, Mich., Cecil, Wilfred an Curtis Jr,, all of Munhiittan, and one daughter, Mr-. Edward Kaellier of
Brazil.
In Dec., 1907 hr* united with the Big Walnut Church where he work' d faithfully until his death. He was a devoted hsubaud and a loving father. He was ulwats patient, kind and considerate of everyone. Also he was a tireless worker giving his liest to every task at hand. His Sudden death was a gr> at shock to his family and friend- and the loss suffered by his departure will be
keenly felt by all.
He leaves to mourn his death his wife and six children, his father, one sister. Mini rva Merritt of Terre Haute, one brother Dan of Bloomington, Ind., one aunt, Elizabeth Smith of Manhattan, four grandchildren and a host of other relatives and friends.
A precious one from us is gone. A voice wo loved is -tilled. A place is vacant in our home, Which never can be filled. God in his wisdom has recalled The boon his love had given,
HEI.PFl I. SUGGESTIONS FOR MOTORISTS
left
Don’t drive in the center
side of the road.
Don't park on traveled highway
to make repairs.
Don’t make a left turn without coming to a full stop. Don’t turn around in the street— drive around the block. Don’t make a right or left turn from a standing start that will cut off a vehicle to your right or left. Don’t drive away from curb without looking ami giving signal. Don’t stop or slow down without first giving signal with hand. Don’t drive across a crossing (railroad or side road) without stopping unless you can see both ways. Don’t drive out on a main road without coming to u full stop. Don’t try to go around an automobile on the luow of a hill. Don’t try to go around an autumn-
bile on a curve.
Don’t creep along in traffic—it is a
violation of law.
Police, U. S. mail and school hacks | have the right-of-way when in
duct of business.
When in doubt, lessen speed or |
stop.
Keep your eyes on the road and 1
your mind on your driving.
Don’t forget to Use your dimmers. ■
Don't drive after dark without
both head lights and tail light burn-1
ing.
Don’t run a spot light down the 1 road after dark. Keep your brakes in order at all
times and lenm how to use them. Don't throw your car out of gear when setting brakes on wet or icy
) mvement.
Report careless drivers to the Sec-
retary of State.
The owner declared the duck was 1 A „d though the body .slumbers here,
hatched with the three instead of the '
customary two. The extra leg is located between the normal two.
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The soul is safe in Heaven, ( ARD OF THANKS We wish to thank our friends and neighbors for their kindness and sympathy shown us during the death of our beloved husband and father, also Rev. Cuuldwell for his consoling
words.
—Mrs. Lucy Albright and family.
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INDIANAPOLIS— The swimming
pool at McCormick’s creek Canyon park will he open within a few days, and it is planned to add a second tennis court to relieve the swamped conition of the first, Riehard Liebi r, conservation director, announced to- ■ ay. Hoi ' shoe pitching is expected to occupy its place at the head of sport-
again this year in popularity.
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BEDFORD— Indiana's state park system ha - grown from 2i>0i> acres 10 year ago to 8000 acres in 1929, the number of parks having increased from two to nine, and they are all «onnected by exellent auto roads, Richard Lieber, state conservating director, told Republican editors at ] their mid-summer convention to-day in praising the press for its part in a sisting his department. “Scenery is potential wealth to he capitalized," Lieber said, and envisaged a million | acres in the public estate within the i few years, with Indiana collecting several million dollars annually from
its park visitors.
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that keeps the heart beating fast. Josef von Sternberg, the man who made “Underworld,” in which Bancroft made his initial great hit, made “Thunderbolt.” It has everything that made “Uunderworld” famous and 1
great deal more.
To-night Ken Maynard in “The Glorious Trail”, another chapter of •Tiger Shadow” serial and a "Barney
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