Grand Forks herald. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1916-1955, 1921-12-05

Hill. They drove about the chain OF
garden-circled lakes. and viewed the
houses Of the millers and lumbermen
and real estate peers--the potentates
Of the expanding city. They surveyed
the small eccentric bunga oWS with
pergolas. the houses Of pebbledash
and tapestry bricl; with sleeping
porchcs above s~un-parlors. and one
a incredible chateau fronting the
Lake of the Isles. They ,tramped
through a shining-n$w/ section of
apartment-houses; not the tall bleak
apartments OF Eastern cities but low
structures of cheerful We low brick, in
which each flat had its glass enclosed
porch with swinging couch n scarlet
cushions and Russian brass bowls.
Between a waste OF tracks and a raw
gouged hill they found poverty in
staggering shanties =
: They saw miles of the city which
they had lever known in their days
LOT absorption in college. They were
distinguished explorers, and they re-
marked, in great mutual esteem, Il
bet Harry Haydock's never seen the
City like this! Why, he'd never have
sense enough to study the machinery
in the mills, or go through all these
outlying districts. Wonder folks in
Gopher Prairie wouldn't use their legs
~and\explore, the way we do!'
They had two meals with Carols
sister. and were bored. and felt that
intimacy which beatifics married pco-
pie when' they suddenly admit that
they equally dislike a relative of eth
CIR of them.
So it was with affection but also
with weariness that they approached
the evening on which Carol was to
!see the plays at tho dramatic school.
! kcnnicott suggested not going. $50
darn tired from all this walking;
don't know but what VIC better turn
in early and get rested up" 1t was
on'y from duty that Carol dragged
him and herself out of the warm
hotel. into a sinking trolley, up the
residence which lugubriously housed
the dramtic school.
V.
They were in a long whitcwashed
hall with clumsy draw-curtain
across the front. The folding chairs
were filled with people who looked
washed and ironed: parents of the
pupils, girl students. dutiful teachers,
Strikes me it's going to be punk,
II the first play isn't good, let's beat
"All right" she yawned, with
! hazy. eyes she tried&to rcad the lists
Of characters, which were hiddon
among lifelcss advertisements Of NJ.
amos, music-dealers, restaurants.
candy.
She regarded the Schnitzler ME, y
with no vast interest. The acton.
moved and spoke .stiffly. Just as its
cynicism was beginning to rouse her
village-dulled frivolity, it was over.
Don't think a whale OF a lot of
that. How about taking a sneak p'
Ipetitioned kennicott.
"Oh, let's try tho next one. 'Hou,
lie Lied to Her Husband"
II The Shaw conceit amused her ans
perplexed kennicott. ~
Strikes me it's darn fresh. Though,
IT would be racy. Don't know ne :
think much Of a play where a. hus.
band actually claims he wants n, fel-
low to make love to his wife. No hus-
band ever did that! Shall we shake
q les?" '"Ne
II want to see this Yeats thin.
Land Of Hearts Desire.' I used -
love it in college, She was swato
now, n urgent. - know Won did,
care SO much for Yeats when 7 yea
him aloud to you. but you inst 500 -
YOU don't adore him on the star -
OF the cast were as unwieIdv
as oak chairs marching, al the set,
ting was an arty arrangement ~ ~
tik scarfs and heavy tables, but .Majre
Bruin was slim as Carol. and ,arrsr
her voice was q mornine
neli. In her, Carol lived. and on heI
lifting voice was transported from this