The San Francisco call. [volume] (San Francisco [Calif.]) 1895-1913, 1906-12-09
The San Francisco Sunday Call.
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BOOTH
TARk1NGTON

was here one. think you. to turn tho
other cheek7 Little has he learned OF
Norbert Flftcroft who conceives that
this fiery spirit was easily to be
quenchedl Look upon the jowl OF him.
and let him who dares maintain that
people--even the very Pixies them
selves--were to grind beneath their
broughakn wheels q PROSTATE Norbert
and ride on scathlessi In this his own
metaphor 10 nearly touched: st guess
mott They don't run over me! Martin
Pike better look out how he tries ftp
50 Mother Nature at her kindly tasks.
good Norbert. uses for her unguent our
own perfect inconsistency; and often
when we are stabbed deep IN the breast
she dlstracts US by thin scratches In
other parts. that IN the itch OF these
we may forget the greater hurt till II
be healed Thus. the remembrance OF
last night. when you undisguisedly ran
from the wrath OF a Pike. with a pref
~ girl looking on Ito say nothing OF
the acrid OF Arp. who will fling the 1e-
gend on n Thousand wfnds). might we'll
agonize you now, as, In less hasty mo-
ments and at a safe distance, you brood
upon the piteous figure you cut On
the contrary, behold; you see no blood
crinsoning the edges or the horrid cash
in your panoply OF self-esteem; you
but smart and scratch the scratches,
forgetting your wound IN the hot itch
for vengeance 1t IS an itch which will
last (for in such matters your temper
shall be steadfast), and let the great
Goliath in the meantime beware of you
You ran, last night You ran-Of
course you ran. Why not? You ran
to fight another day!
A bank clerk sometimes has oppor-
tunities.
The stricken Fat one could not under
stand how IL came about that he had
biurted out the damning confession that
he had visited Beaver Beach. When he
tried to solve the puzzle his mind re-
fused the strain, became foggy and the
terrors OF his position acute. Was he.
like Joe Louden. to endure the ban or
Canaan. and like him stand excom-
municate beyond the pale because OF
Martin Pixies displeasure? For Nor
bert saw with perfect clearness today
what the Judge had done for joe Now
that he stood In danger OF fate iden-
teal, this came home TO him. How
many others. he wondered, would do as
Mamie had done and write notes such
as be had received by the hand OF sam
Warden, late last night?
."DEAR SIR" (This from Mamie.
who in the Canaanitish way, had been
wont to address him as "Norb' my
father wishes me TO state that AFTER
your remark yesterday afternoon on
the steps which was overheard oy my
mother, who happened TO be standing
in the hall behind you. and your be-
havfor to himself later on-he con-
siders il impossible TO allow you to call
any more or to speak to any MEMBER
OF his household Yours respectfully:
r-..-,,-.s and restoratiOns bore wit
n.ss 10 a considerable doubt in Ma
D;e,s mind concerning Yours respect
fulIv.r but she had finally let II stand
Evidently convinced that the plain SIG
nature. without preface. savored OF an
Intimacy denied by the context
Dear sir'T' repeated Noroere, ,, De
Won 20 can any more'. These and
other terms of dismissal REQUIRED 70
him during the morning, and ever anu
.nor ha looked up from his desk. MS
Inns moving to the tune OF those hOrrlo
phrases. and stared out at the stree1'
Basi1isk glazing this. with no Cnris
tian softness in 1t, not even "n ,s.s,, -
fell upon his own grandfather si1tIhs
among the sages within easy eye
~rot fror, the big window at Norberts
elbow However, Colonel Flitcroft was
NOT disturbed by the gaze or MS oe-
scendant, being. in fact, quite unaware
OF II. The aged men were naVihs
busy morning
the conclave was not what ~ had
bean. rsee Arp and all his works-l
There had come, as the years went by,
a few recruits: but faces were missing.
the two Tabors had gone, and Uncle
Toe Davey could no longer lay claim
70 the patriarchship; he had laid II
down with a half-sigh and gone MS
way. Eskew himself was now the
oldest OF the conscript fathers, the
Colonai ana SQUIRE Buckalew pressing
him closely. with Peter Bradbury no
great time behind.
Today they did not plant their feet
uuon the brass rail inside the hotel
windows but courted the genial
weather outdoors, and, as their sum
mer custom was. tilted back their
chairs in the shade Of the western wall
OF the building.
and who could OF dreamed" Mr..
bradbury was saying. with a side
glance OF expectancy at Eskew, that
Jonas Tabor would ever turn out to
have niece like THAR
Mr.. Arp ceased to fan himself with
his wide straw hat and said. grimly:
81 don't see as Jonas has turned out
not In particular II he's turned at
all. lately, reckon It's IN his grave.
and I'll bet he has IL he had any way
OF hearin' how much she must OF spent
for clothes
81 believe Squire Buckalew began.
that young folks memories are short"
"The shorter your memory the less
meanness you know"
81 meant young folks don't remember
as well as older people do" continued
the Squire. II don't see what's so re-
narkable in her comm back and
walkin' up-street with Joe Louden. She
used to go kitin' round with him all
the time. before she left here. And yet
everybody talks as il they never heard
or sech a thingf'
at seems to me-" said Colonel Fit
croft. hesitatingly. that she did right
I know it sounds kind OF a queer thing
to say, and I stirred up a good deal
OF opposition at home. yesterday even
ing. by sort OF mentioning something
OF the kind. Nobody seemed to agree
with me. except Norbert. and he didn't
say much. but"
He was interrupted by an uncon-
trollable cackie which issued from the
mouth OF Mr. Arp. The Colonel turned
upon him with frOwn, inquiring the
cause of his nirth.
1T puts me in mind" Mr.. Arp began