The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1920-11-15
ON SECOND THOUGHT
BIZ JAY E. HOUSE
tFron PHILADELPHIA Public Ledgssl
The young Fellow Is Pretty Good

The Young Fellow Is Pretty Good
Sir-I am Just a young fellow.
like your column. 1 would like to run
a column myself. 1 am going to be
writer, and am preparing myself with
that object in view. / inclose bit /
simply had to get out of my system:
l have just been to a prize fight.
Women were there
Lovely women with their men
And Kid williams smashed Willie Muir
phys eye
watched zone of those women
And saw her laugh and cheer.
think saw more than that:
/ saw her, herself, not the same
Or motored along the Boulevard.
She was woman incarnate
Cheering the strongest,
Cheering the brute.
And l thought you may argue
For your freedom and rights;
You may talk of your intellect
And literary lights,
But you can't get away from 1t,
| The facts are too plain,
| A woman's a woman
They all are same. D. n.
As We have noted. the young fellow
! is pretty good. 70 us his stuff is as in
! telligible as, say, Amy Lowelrs. But
having established the fact that a
woman's a woman and that they are
all the same what does he purpose do
ing about it?
| Nor can we understand why the
| young fellow wants to do column.
Nothing else, we are prepared to say,
cuts SO deeply into ones leisure hours.
We estimate that the necessity of writ
/ ing column has deprived us of IL .63S
! rounds of golf. 1t has spoiled 1923
fishing trips. Had We not deliberately
| chosen the job of columnist we could
have consumed Is, 900 additional ci-
gars and sos pounds of smoking to-
bacco. Time and again the writing
of the column has kept us away from
the baseball and football games. 1t
has spoiled many delightful moments
of mental inaHtien and has deprived
! US of what has come to be the birth
right of every American citizen--the
privilege of doing nothing. AS an ad-
venture eolumning is unsatisfactory; as
a career it is a total loss. We do not
recommend 1t to any young fellow.
| The hero of the late campaign has
been selected. He is Mr.. Will H.
The column concurs in the selection
on the theory that, in the long run,
one hero is as satisfactory as an
other. But in return for our willing
ness to make the selection unanimous
We shall exact the privilege of select
| n.
(Cries of Name her!") She is Miss
Lowden. daughter of the governor of
Illinois and potential nominee of the
Republican party for president.
| 1t was on that hot Saturday after
noon in Chicago. With the adjourn
ment of the convention for luncheon
had come the consciousness that War
rem G. Harding would be nominate
| for president before the convention
| Cd
| tip was on everybo1y's lips. Ohio S
irongray entry was coming home 1t
was question, at the most, of a few
| short hours. at the least of minutes.
The Harding rooters had marched
away to the Coliseum shouting, Were
on the way and we've got some place
| to go!" dramatically speaking, it
was an inelegancy. But it carried
| conviction.
Lowden headquarters in the Con-
| gress Hotel was as quiet as a country
| side. The governors loyal supporters
| stood about in groups talking in num-
| bled tones One group gathered about
the telephone. And on the edge of
1 that group was a slender, dark ed
girl. She may have been twenty
three; she may have been younger. As
the balleting proceeded the man at the
| phone noted by states and by delega-
tons the elimination of the Harding
| drive Presently he looked up and.
| doubtless thru force of habit, placed
his hands over the receiver. Gov
ernor Lowden," he said, has released
/ his delegates" 1t was as if the blight
of paralysis had touched every man
assembled. They looked from one to
/ the other and none found tongue,
! Their house of hopes lay in shattered
fragments about them and they were
mute and inglorieus.
The girl Strengthened and looked the
world squarely in the face. A little
laugh, very little laugh, rippled upon
her lips. well" she said maybe
I'll get to see my family now.
haven't seen mamma for a week;
| haven't seen papa for a MONTH" And
then she turned and walked out of the
room as blithely as a swallow takes
| the azure heights.
| We assume the liberty of presenting
f, Miss Lowden as the heroine of the