The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1920-04-10
JUST BETWEEN YOU AND ME-
Now Don't Tell Another Soul Because Far Be 1t From
Me to Pebble Yarns Around Town.

| 1t is at a vaudeville show. The
orchestra bangs out that familiar
oom-pa-ha. the drop" shows a. row
of deserted tall buildings and an
equally lonely street. Out shuffles an
elderly man wearing feather duster
whiskers and long tan coat. A cup
| brimmed straw hat rests on his ears.
One hand is on his hip. In the other
is a carpet bag. The audience pre-
pares itself for the inevitable. The
city "slicker' approaches. He bumps
| into the alfalfa chinned "rube' with
the squeaky voice. They exchange
greetings, the ''rube'' spits from just
north of the timber line and the city
Teller" hands in his pockets, hat
cooked to one side, opens negotiations
for the sale of the postoffice. You
have seen this act a dozen times. 1t
never fails to draw a laugh-on
Broadway, in the Loop, out in Frisco,
down in New Orleans or just off from
Kansas avenue in Topeka. And, con-
fidentially, just between you and me,
where do>you picture the home of that
san, but that's all right-spit it out
Just what I thought! You have said
it-fromi KANSAS
1t is in a magazine story. The
languid heroine is rushing on The
Limited" upon a mysterious mission to
the west. 1t is her first absence from
trolley distance of New York. The
trip is a bore to her life of events.
She leaves Chicago in the evening
smelly, crude, stupid Chicago. A
restless night, dreary dawn and sleep
at last as the day breaks sinfully and
immodestly thru her Pullman win
dow Her thoughts drift back to Mrs.
Van Highbrow's dinner scheduled for
that evening. Why was it necessary
to iee hot ia1 af
son. She turns her pretty head,
buried in golden brownish tresses, and
thru the window of her berth she sees
rolling by, in endless waste" the
dismal -of-of-KANSAS,
Sam, the banker, and Fred, the
broker. and Al, the lawyer, and
Judge" the justice, decorate a table
down in the grill room of the Country
club. The judge is wiping his glasses
with g. silk handkerchief. Sam is
hopping his brow. Fred is studiously
| figuring cut the result of the four
some while Al picks grass blades from
his gaudy golf stockings Il guess it
is on US, boys" Fred groans a. he slips
his score card back into the hip pocket
| of his knickerbockers. The room is
nearly empty-a cherries nineteenth
hole at the end of perfect golf day.
| Judge" inquiries Sam as he smooths
the last dripping wrinkle, who's
responsible for this bone dry rot, any
way?" The judge maintains a pose.
He doesn't blame the kaiser. He
| doesn't take into consideration the
sentiment that has been sweeping over
the country in late years. He doesn't
well, he doesn't, that's all@he just
doesn't. In few well chosen and
artfully hand-painted words he goes
back to Carrie Nation-and KANSAS:
You pick up The Saturday Evening
Post. Like your neighbors, you're a
n1OVie fan YOn familiar faces n
the Illustrations and you settle back to
read a story that is bound to hold your
| interest. The story was written by
| Rob Wagner. In almost shocking
intimacy he takes you behind the
scenes at the California studios
revealed. What state is it that pro-
hibits the drinking-on the screen.
of red flicker? What state is so
/ prudish as to limit the sensuous YAM
pire kissing to so, many feet-of film /?
| What state winks at the snuffing of
SNOW" but frowns on the hypodermic
needle? What state insists upon the
substitution of boiled milk for happy
| hops? Your first guess is right
KANSAS
| AS you may have noted, said I was
| a KanSan.
| For fear you overlooked 1t, I'll say
! again, I'm a kansan.
Strange as it may seem. I have. on
/ several occasions, crossed the borders
/ of Kansas. l have sat with Sam and
| Fred and Al and the judge at the nine
teenth hole. I have endured the
member of the sisterhood" with the
squeaky voice who peddles his up
state New York makeup on the sta ge
and poses as Hen Simpkins from kan
| sas. 1 have acted as a mediator on
the Kansas board of moving picture
censors when the members of this