The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1903-10-30
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s. LUST won't stand IL any longer.
by gum l won't" and the young
man brought his foot down with bang
and tossed the book he was reading
into a corner. I'm going 10 the city.
where things happen and people live.
I'm not goin' TO rust my life away In
this no-account hole. I'm biz enough
and strong enough and I've got learn
in enough TO get along in the city.
judgin' by the people I've seen who do
get along there. and I'm just goin' to
try"
Having made up his mind and set
his jaw Homer Dillman proceeded TO
. carry out his plan. He was the likeli-
est lad in all the countryside about
Kaneyille. A good-looSing fellow.
chuck full OF energy. ready and anx-
ious TO work and he had but one draw
back. in the eyes Of his father. He was
a persistent and omniverous reader
and his taste ran to tales Of the great
city-and particularly Of that mysteri-
Gus corner known as Bohemia.
ITS all due TO that cussed readin'."
Frowled Dillman, Sr.. when the boy
announced his determination. II allus
said no good nd come OF H. Come
well: you're the high card at the sing
in school and spellin' bees and the par
ties you're gettin' plenty o. spendin'
money. and when you get ready TO set
tie down I'll make over that west sixty
10 you clean an clear. There amt
nothin' in this city life: yer nothin'
but a slave and We don't git any good
eatin' un decent air. Better stay by
the farm. lad"
NO. dad" replied the boy. II reckon
I'll have my fling. I've got hundred
and fifty in the bank and I reckon
that1l last me till ! get something TO
do. | don't want TO leave You. dad.
and I'll miss the old place and all that.
but II Just seems that I've got to
stretch my wings"
So away he went with a brave face
and light heart-aibeit the tears were
near the surface as he kissed the kind
mother and wrung the hand of his
sturdy father at the gate and made
his way TO the little wooden depot at
the village.
There had been another farewell the
night before. A fres.-faced girl al the
village parsonage had heard the news
of his going from his lips and the roses
in her cheeks had paled He had tried
10 comfort her with a show OF light
heartedness and some gay references
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the future. but he was careful not to
compromise himself He wanted no
entangling alliances in the country with
the city and Bohemia. with all its mys-
terious and productive possibilities. d.
rectiy before him. Bessie was brave
and quiet. but her heart was turned TO
stone She felt that he was passing
out of her life and that he wanted no
bonds 20 connect him with the past.
Homer was dazzled with the music
and life Of the city. He was a youth
OF resourcefulness and with his little
capital managed TO meet some con-
genial spirits who conducted him into
the edge Of Bohemia II was paradise
itself when one evening he found him
self with n merry party of gay and
careless spirits in coy restaurant
drinking beer out Of great mugs and
eating curious things of of cracked
dishes-all al Homer's expense Such
stories as were told: such songs as
were sung: such jests as were passed
Homer was sure never had been equal
led since the dawn Of time. and the
cheap actress in her paint and powder
appeared TO him as the beautiful prin-
cess Of his childhood fairy stories He
went 10 his lodging along toward
breakfast time in the morning greatly
exalted and awoke in the afternoon
with splitting headache.
OF course this sort Of thing corld not
last. Iiome-'s limited purse was nearly
exhausted and lie realized the utter
helpleSsness of man in the city with
out money or employment He had
looked for work steadily. but thus far