Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1914-11-11
September Morn
At Nove,,,ber Noon

September Morn mas mourning Oh
November Noon--in Iowa.
| When the unclad damsel OF the ar
lists fancy. standing ankle-deep In
the old mill pond was rudely thrust
| before the attention OF the art world
SILVER ran down the spine Of the
art lover north Of the Mason and
Dixon line, who was inclined to the
opinion that "it can't be did-in Sep
tember.
The artist was regarded ~ . nature
faker, the scene depicted In the much
criticized picture being one which, to
the general mind. could be found only
on the balmy beaches Of California or
of the Florida keys,
But times have changed; today Sep
TENDER Morn looks like chilly prop
osition compared with November Noon
in Marshalltown. The artists crea-
ton has the appearance Of maid
chilled to the marrow, whereas Novexn-
Der Noon Is a picture OF babbling
brooks In June and freckled kids dis
porting in the ole swimmin' hole.
To the California mind the picture
to be seen in the east railroad yards
Of Marshalltown in midNovsmber -
beyond comprehension.
Yesterday was wash day among tho
genus hobo. and q happy band OF tho
''unwashed" gathered In the railroad
yards to take an annual and rinse
the dust and CRIME Of collection OF
months from their garments Tho
scene presented in mid-afternoon, At
November noontime, was an unusual
one even for Iowa, where summer
lapses into the lap Of winter, and the
mercury holds tenaclously to the upper
reaches of the tube until Christmas
tide Such a scene could not have been
witnessed in any other section, how
ever. in mid-November.
Seated on rocks, old boxes, railroad
ties. and other picturesque properties.
which an artist would never have
thought of for the construction of a
masterpiece were the members Of the
nomadc band, clad only in overalls
bathing trunks, and in some instances,
little beyond satisfied smile, basking
in the sunlight of the SUNNI er-like
afternoon. enjoying the warm rays OF
old Sol, which were made to serve the
purposes of the bath towel, conspicu-
Gus by its absence.
The raiment of the pathers. some OF
whom. probably had not entered water
" thin the year. was almost as scant
as that OF the lady of the picture. but
there was this difference: The hobo
gentry wore their Ruth st. Denis COW
erings WITH perfect ease and apparent
enjoyment, while the girl OF the Sep
TENDER Morn gives one the impression
of chattering teeth and the need of
red flannel rag about the region OF the
thorax.
Open air bathing in November is an
unusual JOY in Iowa, but IL the mex
perienced wanderer can take to the
brook and enjoy the novelty. what
might a dip be to the lover of the
swimming hole and the freckled faced
kid who does not desert the mill pond
until the school bell calls him back to
his books and the bathtub?
If California can offer a scene such
as was witnessed In Marshalltown
Tuesday. In the middle OF November.
the guide books have not recorded the
fact There may be daring souls on
the Pacific slope who venture into the
surf in warm clothing to-show their
bravery and to get their pictures in
the papers. but there are few places
in the temperate zone where the hobo
will take to the water in November.