The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1910-12-17

cold. She smiled pleasantly and re-
piled that it was not. We could not
dispute or argue with this siren of the
sea but her statement did not dovetail
with the apparent facts. We were
chilly with our overcoats on, That
water was bound to be cold. We final
T. left the beach and walked at ran
dom along a path that skirted the
cliffs to the right. That road led be-
tween the masterpiece of nature on
To the left as we walked was the
ocean breaking in great clouds of
spray at the foot of the rocky cliffs,
to the right were the palaces of the
American millionaires. At last we
had found Gibbs real Newport. The
velvet lawns Of the grounds swept
clear to the driveway and the waves
wet our feet. Gibbs was as happy
as a clam. The houses were
palaces and the ground looked like
the hanging gardens of Babylon Il
never viewed Babylon, but had seen
pictures of the gardens). We walked
for miles, and L got tired but Gibbs
pressed on. We walked until dark and
did not come to the end. Then we left
the ocean and turned in at street that
came up the path. Chance had led
us right into the heart of aristocratic
Newport Gibbs had no complaint to
make now. Each house occupied a
block and was cut off from the street
by a sixteen foot wall. Bluegrass park
ing abutted these walls instead of side
walks for the people who live there
do not walk, they ride in autos. We
took the middle of the asphalt streets.
We walked a couple of miles in the
twilight past those stately mansions
and English bungalows. It was I'M
canny 1t was SO quiet. We met no
men on foot from whom to ask the
way. Only an auto whizzed by at
forty per to remind US We were in the
land of the living. 1t was great af-
ternoon. That night at the wharf we
boarded a steamer for our first trip.
Gibbs had become puffed up over the
Lake Erie steamer and he turned up
his nose at the Newport-New York
boat, but I thought it, was a noble
craft. We stood on the third story
I mean deck-and leaned over the
bannister-I mean taffrail-and look
ed out over the night and were SUI
premely tired and happy. Gibbs hoped
it would be a rough night on the
waters and I cursed him for his I'M
timely wishes. The boat pitched
we went to bed I told Gibbs some
thing about the shipwrecked marin ers
of whom had read and of the treach-
cry and power of the ocean. but he
missionary barbecue and said he
hoped it would blow great guns. At
last we went to sleep.
New York the Only CITY,
Tuesday, Sept. 15.-There is only
one city in the new world, and that is
New York: the rest are limitations
and one does not know the differ
ence until he sees the real thing.
Our boat bumped against the pier at
| o'clock Eve landed in every town
on the route at Z o'clock and Gibbs
and I went ashore. 1t was a busy
| place to go to, believe me. Even Gibbs
! was jiggered for a minute, but he
quickly regained that natural pose of
| his and led the way to an elevated
station. [ followed him. 1 would
have missed half the town on the
route and half my meals and most
| of the trains and street cars and a
great deal of the interesting things
/ we saw if it had not been for Gibbs,
| the thoughtful one, the methodical
| one, the far sighted one. Gibbs will
| be rich some day and have slaves to
work for him, while I will always be
poor and work for every one but my
self. We went to the Herald Square
| hotel and a good hotel it was After
! breakfast Gibbs went to the postoffice
and got his mail; I went with him,
| but did not get any mail. Then we
| walked up Broadway and bought show
| tickets. for that night and the next
and looked up at the skyscrapers.
| Gibbs and I have had the wrong idea
| in regard to many things on our trip
turned down many fine and instructive
points and objects of interest, but we
sure did have enough sense to act