Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1903-12-05

II IL they go away These people here think
stay because my few business interests
are here. The truth is that I've tried run
ming away. but after I've spent week east
of the Alleghanies. I'm sated with the nesh.
pots and pine for the wilderness. Why,
go to the stockyards now and then just 70
see the trainloads Of steers come IN. !
get sensati tons out Of the rush and drive OF
all this that ! wouldn't take q good deal
for"
II think understand how you feel about
It." said Saxton, looking more closely az
this young man. who was not ashamed 10
mention his sensations of sentiment TO
stranger There were times in wyoming
when western life seemed pretty arid. but
when ] went back to Boston L was Houie-
sick for Cheyenne"
That's far cry, from Boston to Chey-
enne," said Raridan. laughing. he began
again volubly: "A good deal depends !
There's a lot of talk these days about the
nouveaux riches by people who haven't
any more French than that. we are al
vised by a fairly competent poet that men
may climb on stepping stones of their dead
selves to higher things: but If they climb
on the picked remains of the common or
garden pig / don't see anything lgnooie
about it, I'd a lot rather ascend on q
pyramid of Minnehaha hams than On my
dead self, which hope to avoid using Tor
stepladder purposes as long as possiple:
The people here are human beings, ana
they're all good enough to suit me. Ia as
lief be descended from canvased nam as
an Aston peltry or a Vanderbilt eamDoat.
And I'm tired of the jokes in the barber
shop comic weeklies about the rich west
erners who make a vulgar d splay OF them
selves in New York. If We do 1t, It's mere
ly because we're dong in Rome as the
Romans do These same shampoo ana nalr-
cut humorists are unable to get away from
their iestS about the homicidal tendencies
of western barkeepers and the wollinesS or
the cowboys. Those anemic commuters
down there know no higher joy than
Weber 81 Fields matinee or a Rogers
Brothers on the Bronx first night. Some
times | feel moved to grow line or
whiskers and add my barbara yawp to the
long howl of the populist wolf. But, you
know he added, suddenly lowering his
voice, Il reserve the right to abuse my fel-
low-citizenS when love them most. tore
populism to tatters last fail in few
speeches they let me make in the back
counties. Our central committee hadn't
anything to lose out there. That's why
Saxton was walking beside Raridan in
the lower hall. He felt an impulse TO ex-
press gratitude for his rescue from the
loneliness of the twill ght, but Raridan,
talking necessarily, and with hands thrust
easily into his trousers pockets led the
way into the reading room.
Hello, Wheaton. l didn't know you we're
at home" he called to man who sat read
ing newspaper, and who now rose on see
ing stranger with RAridan:
'Ths is Mr. Saxton- Mr.. wheaton.
"Oh, yes" sad the man introduced as
Wheat ton. ~ wondered whether L shouldn't
see you here. Mr. Porter told me you had
come
Il have been bringing Mr.. Saxton up to
date In local history" said Raridan.
Chiefly concerning yourself, L suppose,
said Wheaton, with a smile that did not
wholly succeed in being amiable.
1T isn't often L get chance at brand
new man." Rdr dan ran on I've told the
worst about you, so conduct yourself ac-
cordingly.
"Mr. Raridan's worst isn't very bad
said Saxton From his account of this
town and it's people the place must be
paradise and the inhabitants saints.
Raridan called for cigars, but Wheaton
Remarkable fellow said Raridan, busy
with his match. Paragon among our busl-
ness men, exemplary host, and so forth.
He waved the smoking match stick to I'M
ply virtues III Wheaton which 1t was I'M
nessary to mention.
Wheaton ignored Raridans chatting way.
He seemed very serious and had not much
to say. He had just come home from a
tedious trip to the western part of the
state, he said, on errand for his bank.
He was tall, slim and dark. There was a
suggestion of sleepy Indifference in his
black eyes, though he had a well-estab-
lished reputation for energy and Industry.
Saxton commented to himself that Wheat
ons hands and feet were smaller than he
thought becoming in man.
MIR. Porter told me you were quartered
here. | hope they make you comfort
able. I'm personally relieved that you have
come. Your Boston friends were getting
very impatient with US. We shall do all
in our power to aid you; but of course Mr..
Porter has said all that to you" His smile
was by movement of the lips, and his
eyes did not seem to participate in 1t. He
did not refer again to possible business re-
lations with SaXton, but turned the con-
versation into general channels. They sat
together for hour, Raridan, as was his
way in any company, doing most of the
talking. They seemed to have the club
house to themselves. Now and then one Of
the negro servants came and looked in upon
them sleepily. clerk at the desk in the
hall read in peace. A party of young people
could be heard entering by the side door
set apart for women, and muffled echoes of
their gayety reached the trio in the reading
room.
Go be continued Monday)