The Birmingham age-herald., 1920-06-07
Arrival of CartOOnists and
 Writers Fails to Rouse Chi.
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had been announced in advance. Montague is modesty itself. In fact his friends call him Moody for short. and I by nature am one of the most shrinking persons alive, although you'd hardly notice it when l am you But still, and with all that, we agreed that surely, in the name of American letters. some suitable form of recognition would be accorded us by the local literati. headed probably by John T. McCutcheon, Emerson Hough and Col. Opie Reed A uni formed official of a most genial and tended hands as we dismounted from our car. It speedily developed, though, that he had not come to present the keys of the city. He wished merely to tote our baggage.
 Just beyond the train shed gen tleman of friendly mein pressed upon each of us a folded document Could these be copies of a Ssrmal address of welcome? Truth compels me td answer in the negative. On being un- folded, these documents were found to contain printed matter touching upon the merits of a new restaurant featur' ing prompt service, moderate prices to all and home-cooked dishes.
 As we issued forth from the terminal we were pleased to note the approach of A double column of gentlemen and ladies, headed by music. Lardner tooh off his hat and consulted a few notes which he had jotted down In anticipa- tion of being called upon to respond to the welcoming speech by the chair man of the reception committee. But, as the parade drew nearer and yet nearer, it was to be seen that It's pur' poses were evangelical. It was made ( r,x,Sna a,tc Of ,paX cult going somewhere to hold outdoo' services.
 Overcome by a sense of disappoint- ment perhaps natural under the cir cumstances. the other members of my party sought the seclusion or their rooms But being consoled as I am by the reflection that things will be vastly different back in Paducah when l go there next week after the convention ah sadjourned, I have been strolling about town and have just returned to my chamber to record these words NAVY AGOG
 Tn an hours walk I did not run into single authentic gog. The sum- sink ing to rest behind bank of glorious soft coal clouds in the west bestows 1 it's last languid slanting rays upon streets sparsely filled with folks going quietly to and fro. For the moment not a single glee club lifts its collec- l tive voices in campaign songs. Not { single marching club advances to its
 banners to the accompaniment of cheers and the creaking of many painful pairs l of new shoes. At the various head quarters of the various candidates avowed. prospective and potential z ] few wearied partisans are lingering
 The Hobbies of the main hotels arc
 crowded but then the lobby of every
 main hotel in America has been crowd l ed ever since this country got al drunk. dressed up and highly perfume(
 on prosperity and the lure of travel. Only the rumor factories appear tt 1 be working their Sunday shifts. Fo
 full accounts of all rumors see iron page of this paper. Tomorrow. nc doubt. there will be different tale tt
 tell. but in all honesty I must reiterat, that this Sunday so nearly resemble: many other Sundays which I hav'
 spent in Chicago it is difficult to make
 oneself believe that we are actually | on the eve of momentous doings
 fraught with lasting consequences tt booms. hopes, desires. designs, cam paign funds and other constituen symptoms of the fever which lies holt upon us every four years.
 Copyright, 1920. byN the Bell Syndi cate, Incl