Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1911-01-28

lace and smelling salts told us how you could bury
East Indians alive for indefinite periods. which she
could attest BY q magazine article she had at home
II she hadn't lost It: and indicated her intention OF
calling on the Prophet without delay not to bury him
alive but to sample some Of the FIRST baby steps in
his new religion She said this smiling but not with
out an underlying seriousness and a sort Of faint
defiance. Then Miss Gibbs declared she would CO.
too, and the boom began /
After this we grew accustomed to seeing the Prophet
ensconced in touring cars and surrounded by cooling
band OF worshipers. His turbah and his sneaky black
face made startling mark amidst all those parasols
and French bonnets. and the reverence with which
he was treated was not little CALLING to behold
But Santa Dominica was too lazy not to be tolerant
and though there was good deal Of chatter and
resentment, nothing aggressive was attempted It
was indeed the charm Of Santa Dominica that you
could be any kind Of q fool you liked. and not be
bothered by tyrannical public opinion; and perhaps
1t was this that had made It such center Of wealth
and culture It was one of the few places In America
where the grocer and the plumber were unable to
enforce their Iron yoke. II people wanted to prance
barefooted on the grass at daybreak and welcome the
rising sun with Oriental sautations. they free
to do 1t to their hearts content in Santa Dominica.
The permission may have been trife grudging. and
won't say there were not some suggestions Of riding
prophets rails but all ended as most things ended
IN santa dominica, IN talk and touching the bell for
the waiter.
It was shame about Elnor Wentworth. though
Her oldlacelady mother too unconsdered social
asset for to miss her very much but to have our
divine Einor Wentworth withdrawn from circulation
was quite annoying. She one Of those exquisite
blondes who seem too fragile too ethereal for world
where people eat muttonchops and have josta and
fight You thought Of her as lower, which at
breath could be sxtirgushed sforever-as an angel.
whose little foot had but touched the earth whose
deecy wings were still a-quiver + am able to let
myself 60 about Elinor since everybody knows that
the personal element never entered into my admra
ton. She insipd little person to sit next to-
for after had gazed into the wonderful blue Of
eyes, and goated over her golden hair and stinedAa
gasp at much radiant perfection. there didn't
anything left to continue with She was as exhaust
Ing as lovely landscape and impossible to talk
to- or at least that il always how found her. But
room decoration. as a delicate masterpiece OF
human faience Elinor undoubtedly was Joy forever
And you can imagine my evaporation. all our
evaporation at learning we were never to set eyes
on her again. except perhaps In motor with that
sooty Hindoo Yes, the adherents Of the new religion
had decided to do without u.s. their telephones were
being disconnected; Invitations to dinner came back
through the Dead Letter Office; thirty-six Of our
friends had climbed to higher plane and had drawn
up the ladder after them.
OF course, Fred Mccall was the hardest hit Of any
and being specially earthbound person had not been
included among the elect He had lost Einor before
he was aware Of what had happened, and now you