The New York herald. [volume] (New York, N.Y.) 1920-1924, 1920-10-24
BY w. A. DAVENPORT.

90 far as the writer was able to discern
in more or less comprehensive tour
Of the West. just completed, the only
th'hs that equals the Atlantic coasts ignor-
ance OF the West (and particularly of the
Northwest) is that country's ignorance con
corning the Atlantic coast folks In some
Instances this mutual ignorance is appalling.
Probably it would be better to refer to 1t as
misunderstanding" because ignorance be-
speaks a lack of knowledge and the New
Yorker admits no lack of knowledge con-
corning the West, and the West, educated,
like the New Yorker, through the movies
and the musical comedy, knows all about
Wall Street Broadway cabarets the sinister
gangsters and Fifth Avenue.
For every New Yorker (and the term
New Yorker Is used In a general Eastern
sense) who expects native of Missoula,
Mont. to wear chaps, wide sombrero
Spanish heels and spurs. there is far West
erner who will expect a real New Yorker
TO wear a silk hat and spats up until SIX
in the evening when invariably he must
change to evening clothes and begin flirting
with vampire. BY the same token, real
New Yorker goes scooting about in a limou-
sine to engage in mysterious intrigue and
cunning, whether in business or politics.
while the citizen OF Cody or Butte fares
Sorth of a morning on a crazy cayuse TO
round up a thousand laundering steers,
lynch malefactor or shoot his political
enemy.
The writer was sitting in the fine offices
Of the North Dakota State Bankers Asso-
citation, across the street from Arthur G.
Townley's famous Scandinavian American
Bank in Fargo, North Dakota.
ut Is now just 1 o'clock" observed Mr..
McFadden, secretary OF the association.
You are sitting there in the window over
looking Main street. At 1880 / shall ask
you how many horses you have seen and
how many motor cars"
In that half hour the writer saw one lonely
horse traverse a street that was contlnu-
ously thronged. He did not attempt to count
the automobiles. But there was not mo-
ment when the two blocks of beautiful street
visible from that window did not contain at
least forty motor cars. And they ranged
from fiivvers to huge imported machines
driven by liveried chauffeurs.
s'why, that's nothing remarkable" scoffed
Charlie McCaffrey, secretary OF the Sioux
Falls Is. d. Chamber of Commerce. do
you know that the $4,000 inhabitants OF
South Dakota could take Joy ride all at the
same time in the privately owned motor cars
there and that there wouldn't be more than
four persons In each carr"
And from McCaffrey's offices, on the ninth
floor Of as fine an office building as New
York possesses. we watched streets that
looked Just as much like New York streets
as Fourteenth street looks like 125th.
And 1t came as something of a dlsillusion-
trent to see Webster Harley, foreman OF the
Triple Bottom Ranch near Flat Head Lake
Montana. riding the range in a six cylinder
racing car Mr.. Hartley wore khaki breeches
cordovan puttees, a fawn coored flannel
shirt and a derby hat. He didn't have
spur. a chap. Winchester or sombrero
about him.
Looks like the East was kicking the
bottom out of the market" observed Mr..
Harley "It's damned tough luck. because
I've just got fine results out of crossing
those Herefords with Longhorns. Guess we're
In for bit Of loss this fall Tell 'em when
you 60 back East that Washington and New
York had better do something about IT,"
That was no worse than the jolt the well
dressed Blackfeet Indian gave the observer
when 'the Chief" boarded the train at Bill
ings. After the porter had slowed away
the tall Indians pigsldn luggage, the latter
settled down to read Edgar James Swift's
Psychology and the Days Work"
James Braxton has been a porter on Pull
man cars between Butte. Mont, and Denver
for ten years.
Used to be-" was old Jims observation.