The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1919-12-17
HOW TEDDY Ed ] Came
No Flourish Of Trumpets Her.
aided Roosevelt.
Just One Of the Crowd Doing Good
Work in Hopi Land, but Supreme
in Quality Of Leadership
.a. Proved His Energy.

Work In Aopi Land, but Supreme
in Quality Of leadership
Proved His Energy. +!
I was travel stained from head to
foot, and on the front Of my khaki
riding skirt flared with a placid dis
regard Of all conventions large
round circle Of black axle grease,
where the camp wagon had branded
me for my affront Of trying to climb
in over the wheel, writes Natalie Cur
tbs in the Outlook. My companions
called the round stain an "lndian sun
symbol" and 1t was not comforting
to hear them jeer that nothing but
bath Of gasoline could ever make me
clean again. ts.5Etg-.S
ran across the sandhills to the lit
tie schoolhouse to which the Hopi chill
dren trail down from the mesa top to
be taught in the ways Of the white
man. All the white employees OF the
government school were busy with
scrubbing brushes-so busy that they
did not look up from their work as
they said, "Sorry, we can't bother
about anything now. We're cleaning
up for Roosevelt" "But SO am l." /
cried. Yet they only went on scrub
bling. .s.. j, i. d I, IA. .4sss,;TI Az
At last I Espied silent and empty
motor car. "A man .on horseback
seemed to be the owner. Il am 60
ing totmeet Col. Roosevelt" he said ;
''too busy to help you now. You can
have as much gasoline as you like -
You get It for yourself" I fetched
q shandleless cup from the schoolhouse,
but gazed at the car in despair. !
was as ignorant Of Its inner workings
as nm Indian. Presently q handsome
and deep-tanned young cowboy In
blue overalls passed me. leading some
horses. ee.
II wonder IL you could get me some
gasoline from this carp called.
am allowed to have it. You see,"
continued, confidentially, I'VE are al
trying to clean up in honor OF Col.
Roosevelt-he is expected today some
time" The young man smiled, and Q
few. minutes later he lay in utter
chiyalry under the car, milking gaso-
line into my cup. thanked him
warmly and sped away. I was glad to
see that he was just as weather stained
as I.
AS I climbed the crest Of one of the
sandhills I stopped short. open
mouthed in wonder. "A stalwart figure
on q COW pony was riding up the huh
alone and unattended; without any
flourish of trumpets, Col. Roosevelt
had arrived! His sunburned face was
partly shaded by big felt hat,
red handkerchief fluttered at his
throat, and he, too, looked as though
gasoline might improve his khakis. l
waved my sombrero and cried "Hail
to the chief" No one had expected
the great guest so soon, but 1t was
like him to be ahead Of the rest OF
the world. .gs @ :. s.,t
He leaped from the saddle and we
shook hands warmly. "This is capi-
tall" he exclaimed. 'But don't spill
my gasoline" I cried. every one in
Hopi land is trying to clean up Tor
your He laughed heartily. "You
must meet my boy" he said. and called
loudly, "Archie v'-and at this the
knight In overalls appeared!
1--WE have met today before" he
said with smile, and glanced Sig
nificantly at my cup. 1t was nearly
| empty. The desert sun was drinking
up all my efforts, but I did not care.
The stars were still alight the next
morning when we left our camp fire.
but we paused for moment to fiji! q
bottle with hot coffee for the colonel,
who had made his headquarters In the
schoolhouse. When we reached the
schoolhouse. the coloneps room was
empty. "One must indeed get up early
to be abreast of Theodore Roosevelt"
we told each other, rather shame
facedly.
Now, to climb the Walpi trail, a
steep 600 feet, even on horseback, is
no pleasant task before daylight (and
breakfast)! But when we scrambled
on foot to the summit, tired and
breathless, there stood the colonel,
strong and secure, among the topmost
rocks of the Hopi buttes, silhouetted
against the yellow line" as the Hopis
call the dawn. The little incident was
Characteristic of his natural drive OF
energy, his unfailing promptitude and
his Unborn quality of leadership.