The evening herald. [volume] (Albuquerque, New Mexico) 1914-1922, 1920-07-30
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by ZOE BfCkLIgH.
MARION, o.. July 3O.--On the way
from the station to the most widely
celebrated front porch In the country.
/ asked the native driver OF our
Henry" for whom he expected to
vote.
The driver stepped on the cu'e e.
ency brake, hushcd tho clatter Of his
vehicle and turned.
WHOM ! going Ia vote for?" he
asked. feeling he could not nave
heard Alright, why, for ": q. OF
Marin. senator Harding's home
town." He continued to regard me
with curiosity. II not suspicion.
Ignores Such u Foolish Question.
Then you think he would makesa
good PRESIDENT"
Without replying. he started up tho
jitney again, doubtless sensing that
such ignorance was too deep to be
enlightened. He drew up before the
pleasant, tree-shaded greenland
cream house Of the H~ardings.
This" he said. lis the senator's
home. He's lived In II 30 years. BOY
and man. he's been n Marlcnite. I'm
goin' to vote for him. Everybody's
goin' to vote for him. Don't you be-
lieve In boosting your own homo
town."
Chastened. 4 entered the Harding
home. That's II. Harding-and homq!
II seems to fit Senator Harding, who
gives the impression Of belonging 10
the uuiet places OF life rather than
the hurly- burly ana complexity OF
modern existence.
His sternly handsome face
looks out from practically every
window In Marion. They are all
honey windows. for even the
shovel factories which
produced the machinery for the
Panamn canal have n friendly.
neighborish look.
Everybody Knows Everybody Else.
Everybody knows everybody else In
Marion.
Walk into any shop or office and
the first person you meet knows all
| about Warn" Hnrdlng-used to help
hin club snakes OF the bushes as
a preliminary TO goin' swimmin' In
| old Whetstone creek; remembers him
| recltin' a piece to the school eNer-
clses in iberia at the Y or iour'
used to get him to beg cookies from
the housewives "'cause Warn always
had n nice way with him and every
| one liked him: used to see him dig
gin bait for his father, DIR. q. Tyron
Harding. played In the town band
when WARN footed the double bass
horn with grand encct because al
though only sixteen he was "a whale
There are lots OF folks. too, who
like best to remember the senator as
a struggling newspaper editor-set-
ting type, making up the forms writ
ing. clipping, passing, hustling up ads
and, when he finally called II a Day
sitting there In his modest orlce, MS
old nlpaca coat sort OF hitched up
| behind and down In 'front.'" his chair
tilted back and his feet hunched on
its rungs. chatting comfortably WIN
whomevcr dropped In.
The senator, as / have said, liz n
mar Of imposing appearance, tail,
heavy, severely handsome. He is wei
groomed and well dressed.
YET somehow you feel he loved
tina old coat he wore In the I
oHico-sort OF sagged in the front
nnd short behind and nobly
creased where he'd sat upon H..
No clothing salesman would ever
dare offer Senator Harding what
IL called "a young mans suit
Observation-Disclosures Unusual Degree
But n he does not radlatc youth
and modernity. he certainly impressei
YOU with the utmost measure OF SAFE
| ". ENNllANN 0nhAAONn
He comes across the bit OF lawn
that separates the home Of his sec
rotary, George Christian, Jr, from
his own. II makes you think Instant
~ Of neishborliness and friendships
made long. long ago; OF home tie,
and OF relationships that the men OF
big cities know nothing OF.
In his arms are a sheaf OF paper
n foot thick. Slowly he ascends tbs
steps OF the house he and his wife
built 30 years ago, crosses the famoui
porch. enters the parlor ana sees Q
strpnger there.
The stranger gets the impression
thdt the senator would like TO run
being q little gun-shy. perhaps, OF In
reviewers. especially women ones
But he comes forward with n slow
kind smile. and holds out his hand