Los Angeles herald., 1907-05-16
HEARD AROUND
THE CORRIDORS
TRAMP EDITOR WRITES HIS
WAY AROUND THE WORLD
ny THE EAvnsDRoPPER

| A tramp newspaper man whose office
is anywhere in the world he happens to
be on date Of publication, which is as
soon as the editor can get there from
somewhere, is Everett Lloyd. who is
now at the Hayward hotel
! The Vagabond is the name of Mr..
Lloyd's paper, and the last issue of it
was published from San Francisco,
while the June number came out in
| Los Angeles.
"Follow the Vagabond around the
world" Is his advice, and he says "a
rolling stone gathers many subscrip-
! tions."
| The publication is a neat little vol
ume done up in brown covers and Its
| definition of a vagabond is "One who
wakes on the night and sleeps on the
| day, and haunts custon1able taverns
and alehouses and routs about, and no
man wot from whence he comes nor
whittier he goes" The definition is
from the English statute, and of
course the vagabond is supposed to be
a very bad man.
Mr.. Lloyd was an attorney down in
average man Of the law, when the
"Red Gods" called him and he began
to wander
He has only begun to wander. and
before he stops he intends to take the
subscribers of The Vagabond around
the world.
"Who has not felt the old spring
fret? ~ he says. "It may not come in
the spring. 1t may lie dormant for
years, hidden under crust of con-
vention or habit. But come 1t will,
sooner or later, and you cannot mis-
take it's meaning. 1t is the call Of the
red gods.
There comes a warm day in the
early spring, when the snow has gone
from the earth, and the swollen
streams have hushed their tumult to
gentle murmuring. Leaves are
greening over the bare branches, grass
softening the grotesque outlines OF the
hills. Then one day you hear the quick
tapping of the woodpecker, you smell
the aroma that rises from that good
sweet earth; and from your eyes fades
the reality of things around you
fades and changes into vision of an
open road, leading beyond the horizon.
"The old familiar things seem all
stale and timeworn; something bugtes
the beats of your heart into a quick
step, tightens every nerve and hurrieS
the rhythmic measure of your breath
ing. Upon that miniature stage we
call the brain scenes of romance array
themselves in quick succession,
strange voices speak or sing or whis-
per, strange music throbs its cadences.
And before your eyes ever lies that |
open road-the read that beckons and
beckons always with Its finger of in |
vitation that curves ackoss the hills.
"Kipling's imagination has given us |
the red gods and many of us have |
watched that far figure reaching out |
arms of invitation and whispering of |
mystery and delight The red gods |
have shown their ruddy visages to the |
af n &c off dndl
have shaken their tawny locks before |
the face of the boy that dreams over
his geography They have called at |
dusk to the shepherd folding his fiocks, |
or spoken in the flush of dawn to him |
who has watched through the night. |
At their insistence youths have gone |
forth into the unknown, and out of that
unknown come echoes that brighten
the worn faces of the aged.
"And in every corner of the earth
are those who have needed the call Of
the red GODS"
The best bunch of boosters that ever
came into Los Angeles left the city last
night when Col. Samuel Johnson and a
party Of Shriners, members of Aloha
temple, Hawaii, went to San Francisco.
The Hawaii mobiles were among the
first to arrive and the last to leave.
While they we're here they convinced
all who came within a mile of them
that far out on the Pacific ocean there
is an island and 1t is called Hawaii.
The wonders of this island they have
pictured to Angelenos and to visitors
from many other sections of the United
States, and the result will probably be
an exodus of Americans who go a
pleasure seeking. The trip was an ex-
pensiye one for Col. Johnson's men,
and each one of them had to put up
$500 before starting, though 1t cost
many of them much more than that
sum. 1t is estimated, however, that
the amount of advertising which the
island received from the trip will be
worth many times that tNmuth to the
islands.
Presidents Assistant Rrrives
Henry l.. Rosenfeld, assistant to-
President Paul Morton of the Equitable
Life Insurance company, is belated
celebrator who arrived at the Alex
andria yesterday from New York. Mr..
Rosenfeld is a Shriner and was to
have been in Los Angeles in time to
attend the convention, but was delayed
by business in New York.
Personals
Mr. and Mrs. S. S. Ballard, George
w. Fowle and F. HI. Warner are
among the Shriners at the Hayward
who are having a hard time to tear
themselves away from Los Angeles.
They came out with the Detroit party
and since their arrival they have been
"doing" Los Angeles energetically.-
There is very little that they have not
seen and they all say, 1--WE don't want
to go home any more.
Mrs. Jonas M. Cleland and Miss
Mary CIeland, mother and sister of
George A. Cleland, a prominent young
mining engineer from Tonopah, New.
arrived at the Alexandria yesterday, to
ioin Mr. Cleland, whose guests they
will be during their stay in Southern
California.
Iosenh Sloss, ]. G. Britton, Andrew