Semi-weekly herald., 1911-05-22
COLORADO STATE FLAG AND
OTHER THINGS!


Denver is at her prettiest this week
The days have all the charm and
beauty of leafy June without the in
tense heat sometimes characteristic
OF that month. The skies-well, we
couldn't do better at home-but the
mountains seem very far away. 1t
isn't enough to know they are re-
motely present. 1t isn't even satis-
factory to gaze at the horizon line as
visible proof. When you have lived
with the everlasting hills few years
and then leave them for time it
il remarkable how much you miss
them. Through all the whirl of days
crammed full of activity there is a
persistent sense of something lack
ing which, no more at first than a
shadow, lurking in the background of
consciousness, finally forces itself on
your attention.
Then you realize that you are home
sick for the mountains; you have
missed them all the time without
knowing it; and you will keep on
missing them urtil you are once more
living among these grim sentinels we
have inherited from a bygone age.
We are very much creatures of hab-
it. doing accustomed things with ease.
and running but roughly in unaccus-
toned grooves. One is used to writ
ing in a corner by the window If the
room sacred to the city editor :, the
Durango Evening Herald; with the
noise of the presses, the whirr of the
motors, and the clickety-clicls of the
linotype keys, floating in through the
open door, to say nothing of the va
ried expressions of the human voice
ga printer is human, isn't he?D
which runs up and down the gamut of
emotion, often, many times a day, on
the one side. On other other, from
the business office, come voices dis
cussing many of the problems per-
taining to that department, interrupt,
Ell but not disturbed by the buzz of
the telephone; and varied with the
tick-k-k of the editorial of the edi-
torial mind, as they range from
grave to gay, lively to SERENE" ac-
cording to the editorial purpose to
instruct or amuse the public. Some
times (whisper this thought to your
linotype, Mr.. Operator) there isn't
any editorial purpose. It's just case
of plain grind to fill up "the hole"
There are two kinds of days in a
newspaper office, just days and other
days. The above conditions are true
OF of the first of these On the other
days, the society editor adds her So
prano to the rest of the music of the
sphere of action known as The Her
aid office and talks over the telephone
about violet luncheons and pink teas,
color schemes and guest lists, and all
the other pretty paraphernalia relat-
ing to society events.
1t is on other days too, that one
Of the incest young men in town come
in head first through the other door
to tell You he doesn't appreciate your
last reference to him, thus reminding
you that "a difference of taste in
jokes is strain on the affections"
and filling you with dismay that you
should have blundered and given of.
Tense when none was meant.
Or perhaps, on these same other
days some one expresses appreciation
OF some article that has appealed to
him, which is pleasant in itself, but
even more acceptable for the kindly
motive which prompted the words. But
better yet is word or two of graft
tude for some pitifully inadequate
though sincere words of yours sym
pathizing with them in times of sor-
row. 1t glorifies the work of days
and other days to feel that you have
been helpful to some one who need
sd that which you had to rive.
So theni accustomed to the noise
md distractions Of the office II seems
strange to be writing in a quiet room
itted up in blue with love of bag
window and quaint Dutch blue tiled
fireplace. But we love "oor ain the
'est" and 1t seems easier to write,
'omeway. where the machinery is
cumming and everyone and every
hing Is making noise to the best of
lis ability.
Denver Is quiet now. It is trifle
arly for the tourist season and the