davidaulloa/AmericanStories huggingface dataset:
New Ulm review., 1921-02-16

Mr.. and Mrs. William Smasal en-
joyed pleasant visit from. Mrs.
Smasal's sister, Miss Theresa Wolf, of
New Ulm, the latter part of last week.
Mrs. Smasal accompanied her to New
Ulm, Saturday morning, where she was
later joined by Mr.. Smsaal and they
spent Sunday as the guests of relatives
in the county seat. -SleepyEye Herald
Dispatch.
Evening star., 1921-10-09

And didn't know Biggs well enough
to guess how he would take 1t.
But before I'd finished getting into
my street dress I had my chin In
the air once more. Pooh! If
couldn't handle a goggle-eyed old
sport I'd better quit the business.
still had a tongue. and even II
hadn't had much practice in telling
fond admirers where they got off !
could inprovise something. Anyway
I'd have a try.
So without saying a word to any
of the company. or even waiting to
tag along with Auntie Bates and
Daddy I marched through the stage
door. And sure enough, waiting near
the exit was a poddy old party in
evening clothes. Perhaps didn't give
him the cold eye, though. It was
just a glance. but 1t sure was frigid.
Maybe I imagined it, but I was GER
tain he started to follow me. Any
way, I must have speeded up, for I
nearly collided with a youth standing
by the curb.
Sorry" says I.
MY fault, entirely" says he. IT
was hoping you'd see me, though"
''Eh 2" says I, bit gaspy.
You'll let me drive you home,
won't your. he went on. "The cars
right here"
Then took a good look at him.
A pale. light-haired. stringy young
chap, with sloping shoulders and
Evening star., 1921-10-09

limp arms-a human wax bean. And
very, very youthful. I couldn't guess
Just how young he was, but I knew
he couldn't be quite so young as he
looked. Still, there was a weary look
about his mouth. Only his eyes
a live one. Dark. glowing eyes they
We're. and they were watching me
steadily.
Got your nerve with you, haven't
, I'm glad you think So" says he.
gether. though. But You will come.
eh? Please"
I threw another glimpse over my
shoulder at the poddy party. He
curious: TO see what I'd do. prob
ably. And if I went on alone
"All right. Percival." says I.
where's your bus"
This. one. says he. opening the
door of a classy coupe. But my
MY error" says I. climbing in and
settling myself next to the drivers
seat.
T-1 thought you. knew. he goes
on. "that I was"
Say, let's get started IT you ,u,, don't mt
all about yourself after you've put
a few blocks between. US and that
two-chinned old Romeo over there"
X X + 4
ssTHAr one!" says the youth. glar-
ing back as. he shifted gears.
''Say, I've a good notion to stop
and"
Now don't blow a gasket, sonny,
or do anything rash," advises him.
He'd brush you one side as II you
were a mosquito. Besides, you have
only a temporary rating yourself.
Evening star., 1921-10-09

east. A good many years ago. when
these "rambles" were new. the Ram
bier stood by those signboards at the
crossroads and wrote what follows:
These signboards. roughly lettered on rough
oak boards. are Scared by time. and waSRed
grand and melancholy memories. They tell a
story that awakens in many minds thoughts
sweet and bitter-just the bitterness Of grief
not the bitterness of hate-for the ugly pas
siOns Of the American civil war are deeper
buried than all the bones that ,noulder be-
tween the Potomac and the James. These
homely signbOards are index to tragic fields.
They are but two-foot sections of unplaned
plankinG nailed transversely near the top of a
chestnut pole. at the base of which gneSs, flint
and Manassas sandstone have been heaped to
hold the pole and its signs steady in the wind.
Though dumb and unconscious. those old road
signs are eloquent.
The Rambler finds by turning to his
files that he wrote this about Center
Vile:
Centerville is not a stirring place. 1t does
not feel q single busy throb. Some men say
its dead" If ever village was killed in
war it was Centerville. Perhaps 1t was
chOked by the smoke Of powder smothered
by the gas from guns: perhaps it was blight
ed by shell or overcome by the orrors that it
saw. Today 1t bears wounds and scars. Its
wounds are bullet pitted walls and shot-riven
trees, and its scars are sunken graves and
vine grown redOubts. A dozen so houses
compose the hamlet. Half of them cling to
the roadside as though to feed their lean and
Evening star., 1921-10-09

door and I was glad I hadn't, for 1
was a bit impetuous in tearing it up.
There was only line, scribbled on
card. Must see you tonight.
Please!" And the card was Gerald Os-
born Pitts.
"The old fool." 1 muttered.
But that didn't help such lot.
Neither did throwing my costume at
the chairs. nor stamping my foot.
For the fact remained that I was
almost. as much frightened as l was
peeved: And as rule, you know,
I'm not one of the timid kind. Hard
ly. Yet here I was. just as courage
GUS as a rabbit hiding under q bush.
For the first time. 1 believe, felt
that was alone in the world with
no one to call on.
If Barry had been around that
night 1t would have been different.
But he hadn't shown up. Letting me
get over our little tiff of last night.
I suppose. might have asked Sczer-
noff or P. o. Biggs to go with me as
far as the subway entrance. But
what should tell them? That an old
Wall Street sport had thrown a scare
into me by sending in mash note?
No, I couldn't quite see myself doing
that. The Russian was too hot
headed. He'd make q scene Of it.
Evening star., 1921-10-09
THE RAMBLER WRITES OF CENTERVILLE, !
WHERE BLUE AND GRAY ARMIES CLASHED

Jof the war. but Mack Thompson was
living there about forty years ago and
Beauregard Schwartz lived in It for
! long lime. If am not in too deep
dream I feel quite sure that the
four chimney house was the property
and home of S. c. Spotswood at the
time Mcdowell took possession Of 1t.
and the old house with the deep and
wide porch which stands across the
road from the Methodist Church was
the home of Lindley Roberts when
troops by the hundred thousand
camped and fought around Center
vile.
The pastor of the stone chuecr -
the Rev. Mr.. Thrasher. who lives ct
Fairfax and is the pastor of the Fair
fax Methodist Church. The rector Of
the Episcopal Church at Centerville
is the Rev. Mr.. Stone. whom all the
people in the village call Prof. Stone.
because before entering the ministry
he was long member of the faculty
of Blacksburg College, or is it Blacks
burg Military Academy? He lives
about VITO miles west of Centervifle
on the Warrenton pike. The Rambler
cannot tell you the names of all the
school teachers in Centerville, but
he would like to introduce you to
Mrs. Wilton Buckley, who has been
a teacher there for thirty years and
whose ancestral home is about one
mile from the village ON the road to
Evening star., 1921-10-09

Here's your turn for Fifth avenue.
Now let's see; who is 1t you say YOU
are?"
why" says he, rounding past, the
arch. I'm Gerald Pitt, you know"
'Wha-a-at" says I, edging into the
corner of the seat. mot the Gerald
Osborn Pitt who's been sending me
flowers?"
He mods. "rd intended to let it
stop there" says he. Really! But
just couldn't"
"Oh. couldn't you?" says I. "see
here, sonny, there must be some mis-
take. Don't tell me you are the
party with a crimson past-divorced
on account Of movie star and all
that?'
How tiresome" says he. mo, no!
That's dad. of course. Osborn Pitt.
I'm Gerald Osborn. and I've had moth
ing to do with my father since-well.
since he stirred up all that fuss about
mother"
"oh, no" says I. $50 you thought
you'd work up little affair on your
own account did you? Just to keep
the family name on the front page,
II say. Miss Dodgew he protests.
isn't that rather rough? OF course,
I'm no blushing school kid. I've
been about some. But I'm no rotter."
That's comforting" says ]. Hon
est. now. Gerald, just how. old are
your"
Evening star., 1921-10-09

leaning sides on such excitement as a pass
ing team and the visitation Of a stranger
brings. These wan louses seem to sniff the
yellow dust whirled up by a slow moving
They bear a feeble and a listless look. and If
they were sentient things they would likely
say: "Centeryille is a little slow Just now,
years ago you wouldn't laugh at US for being
bit shaky and out Of joint
CENTERVILLE today is not so
sleepy as 1t was then. Auto
traffic has aroused it. So many ma
chimes pass that way that some of
the old people feel that the whole
world passes in review before them
and that Centerville is the tourist
center of America and the busiest
town between the Chesapeake and
the Alleghanies. Many of the viii
layers and nearly all the farmers
roundabout own automobiles, and it
Is great deal easier for the aver
age Centervillian-to explore Wash
ington than for the average Wash
ingtonian to get to Centerville. Tele-
graph and telephone wires run
through the village and the people
there can go to a phone and call up
Alexandra OF new 4Ork. rails
Church or Boston, Brentsville or
Philadelphia, Sudley or Chicago. Old
houses have fallen down, and have
burned and blown down, and new
houses, with fresh-painted sides and
porches and gables, have been set up.
The town is considerably changed,
but the, Rambler knew it and felt
at home as soon as his dusty shoes
and somewhat sore feet bore him
into the good, old town. He. sat
down on Martin Rector's porch and
q few minutes later Mrs. Rector had
renton pike, pointing slightly SOUTH
west, enters Centerville 1t makes a
Evening star., 1921-10-09

old enough to make Methuselah
like q gutter. But he'd gone
enough. Absolutely. He'd said
tn flowers and he'd repeated with
pms, and so far as / was con-
I'd. that covered the subject. I'd
up my mind that any tiaras or
vanity boxes, II he got that silly,
d have to go back. No old mans
ng stuff for me.
10 think Barry. might have given
tredit' for that much sense, too.
1T seems he didn't, for I'd hardly
IN home. before he calls up on. the
Q to tell me that. he'd just re-
bered. who my unknown friend
eally" says I. "How clever of
pt at ALL" says Barry. Thought
like to know before-well, be-
you got in too deep. He's the
Fn Pitt who figured in the double
ce case that was in the papers a
Ee OF months ago. He began 1t
ftngtng suit against Mrs. Pitt
ccount of a bathing suit party
pal Beach. and she came back by
ng a movie actress and telling
about a yachting trip to Jekyl
:. Nice mess all around. but
ady got verdict and a big al
nee. She promptly married her
er. and it seems that old man Pitt
favors the stage. ehT'
would look that way. Wouldn't
Evening star., 1921-10-09

F. course, Barry Platt had to
discover them. Not that I
took any particular pains to
hide them away, but had
r. hoped he wouldn't be around
night. or IL he was that he'd fail
btice what was displayed on the
ar table in my dressing room.
i. had trickled In. though, to tell
he good news about his aunt's
. being settled and how the
thousand would soon be in the
In his name. when those restless
eyes Of his spotted the exhibit.
that's all this?" he asks.
h?" says I careless. "Oh, that!
another little tribute, Barry
nother! oh, come. Trilby May"
he. Just as though this was a
ar thing"
Est night it was roses" says
You missed those. They were
ties, too"
nd tonight English volets and a
pf bonbons" he goes on. "Say,
Registered indifference with a
|u're curious" says I.
IN not" says he. Eut he reached
The card, all the same. Gerald
I'm Pitt. Say, who's he?"
ow should ] know?" says I. THE
ID girl usher couldn't remember
he looked like and didn't notice
h row he was in, but rather
he must be a nice man. Don't
doubt" sneers Barry. "They
ply are, these old sports who send
ers and candy to actresses. Hun!
erhaps he isn't so old, after ALL,
I. I'm not sure which one he
but there was a man in the
row middle aisle seat who fair
amed at me all through the per-
ance. He was a little bald and
heck was rather thick and short,
he did have nice eyes. I wonder
Eli come again tomorrow night
an" SAYS Barry. IT haven't a
| that he will-if his wife is
away"
'hey're such a nuisance at times,
s." says I.
HIGH almost had Barry paving
his front hoof. You can kid him
asy. For as a matter of fact, I
t the least idea who this Pitt
|pn might be. Perhaps he was
knocked and shiny on the dome.
can always see dozens like that
front if you look for 'em, and I
Jose one could work up any num-
of little across-the-footlight ro-
Ices If one had nothing else to
But take 1t from me, when
Re playing a part like. the flap
you have just as much time for
sort. OF thing as slack wire
Ter has for scratching himself
feen the shoulder blades.
will admit being a bit thrilled
b the second contribution with
same card came In. If I had
village belle in my schoolgirl
or even a fairly good locker,
light have taken it as a matter
|ty has never been mine. Not so
it has bothered me. Up to date
ldy has ever gone crazy over my
|eberry green eyes, my carroty
or my corn-stalk figure. Even
~ Platt doesn't try to tell me
I could qualify for a carnival
In. True, in my makeup and the
costume I wear as a Detroit
ess who's been shopping on the
Marchand, I expect I'm not al
|ther poisonous to the view; but
hat the average male ought to
bile to watch me- from the fourth
without going dizzy in the head.
III, here was this bunch Of hot
|e violets almost as big as my
and a round box Of candy all
pssed with gold and tied up with
I'LL yard Of cerise satin ribbon.
chow I'd made an impression on
sbody. A Mr.. Pitt. WE'LL II
dn't hate him for that. Not If he
Evening star., 1921-10-09

A DUSTY road fringed with rag
~ ged locust trees is the main
n street Of hamlet not far
from Washington. A few old
houses stand by the roadside, and
some new ones are also there, Along
part OF the way a space black with
ashes and bits Of charred wood marks
where fire took its toll, and some of
the houses that were dissolved in
smoke or reduced to that black ash
were there when this village was one
of the famous hamIets Of the world.
From the dusty road green lanes lead
to old homes framed in locust trees.
and some OF those houses have asso-
Citations which entitle them to be
caiieo historic. The dusty way is a
section OF road leading east and
west, over which hopeful armies
marched to battle. over which beaten
armies retreated and almost fied, over
which victorious armies stepped to
bands and cheers. over which for four
years OF civil war troops moved to
ana fro and along which Union cav
partisan 'battalions of Mosby and
night. ~
At a bend in the main street. and
at the farther edge Of the village. is
Z ntt,e orownstone church, which was
a mintary hospital for men manned
IN oa.tie. About the church and on
at the rear. dead men were as close
together as they could be laid, and
against the brown walls Of the
cnurcn, now partly veiled with ivy,
arms and legs were piled as men pile
corawood' And this was not only SO
Aiser one oattle. but after three.
A hundred yards from the little
Methodist church three brick chin.
neys rise above a jungle Of paper
mulberry trees and bushes. Until re-
Gently four chimneys were there. but
one has fallen. The chimneys and the
jungle growth mark the site of a
aouse Mnich was the headquarters of
on at hrst with hope and confidence
and then with disappointment. Back
from the dusty street, on a green
nli!eck. and closely grown around
and overshadowed by tall old locust
trees, Is a big frame house which
vas ~an..a, ne,aaauarters for another Union
genera from whom the north ex-
pected victory and realized defeat.
Nearby are other houses and a plain
ana pretty little Episcopal church
whlch once were known to fame.
WALK along this dusty street and
you will see old roads that lead
to places which have had a full meas
ure Of gloom and glory. One road
leads to Cub run. Bull run, Stone
bridge. Groveton, Gainesville. Hay
market and Warrenton; another to
Hlackburns ford. Mitchells ford and
Manassas; another to Chantiliy, or
Ok hill. and another to Aldie, where
the road passes through the Bull Run
mountains. blue and distinct against
the sky and which you can see from
their base to summit across eight or
ten miles OF wavy country which
seems wrapped in woods. though
were you to pass through 1t would be
found to hold many wide clearings
given over to pastures and farms.
You stand in the main street of
Centerville, twenty-five miles west of
Washington. in Fairfax county, Va.
In one OF the heroic ages of the re-
public Centerville was what its name
implies. The civil war threw such a
glare upon the village that the eyes
of the world were on it. Centerville
was q name that some men spoke ex-
ultingly and which many women ut
tered between their sobs. Great le-
gions Of. the Union and great armies
Evening star., 1921-10-09

the town. charging, reeling, mangling.
winning. losing as the gods willed
or the heaviest battalions ordained.
Centerville was a war-racked village.
over which one army and then an
other rolled. 1t was now blue, now
gray, changing color in breath.
Mars held red revels there.
A few years ago four rude sign
boards were posted at the crossroads
where the village stands One read
ITO Bull Run 8 Miles The legend
on another was ITO Chantilly 4
Miles," A third was inscribed ITO
Aldie IL Miles" A fourth pointed to
Fairfax Court House, seven miles
Evening star., 1921-10-09

C'You see, Miss Dodge. I-say. do you
| care If call you Trilby May?">
Il can stand it II the waiter can,
says l.
:'oh, bother him." says Gerald.
"Quite SO. SIR" says the waiter
Don't mind me, sir"
"And please, Trilby May"
Couldn't you save 1t up" I breaks
in, until after we've had something
"oh. I suppose So" sighs Gerald.
= X ~
THE waiter seemed a bit disap-
pointed. too. Anyway, he hovered
around doing useless things until we
were we'll under way with our supper
and Gerald had shooed him off. e
Now says. Gerald. perhaps we
can really talk"
You weren't doing such a poor job !.
"Just this" says he prompt. 81
don't want to lose you. now that I've
found you.. Trilby May"
gawping a trifie. "Whaddye mean
T want you for my very own"
he rushes on. ,"Of course. you'll not
want to leave the stage at once, but
think 1t will be better that you
should in a month or so. Then we
can go abroad and-I know just the
spot. It's In southern France. down
In the old Basque country; where,
terrupts. "Is this something like mat
rimony you're proposing?"
"Oh. naturally" says he. IT know
minister-the one who officiated at
mothers affair. I can get him on the
phone In the morning. Let's see,
Friday. Well, how about Sunday aft
ernoon at S o'clock?"
He asked it as easily and as off
hand as If he was making, date with
his dentist. And for a minute or so
ali could do was sit there and stare
I reached. over and stook his hand.
mo, no." says I. as he tried to
sadeeze my fingers. II Just wanted to
look at your wrist watch. Twelve
fifteen; You've hung up record
II .,e., seg pardon oDs noay says hat" he; SAYS I.
"And II that isn't getting jump on
Cupid. then I'd like to hear the other
"You-you mean I've been a little
abrupt about it?" he asked.
"Something like that" says I.
"Perhaps I was" says he. TT didn't
May. But this, isn't getting us any
where. is it? Will Sunday do?"
/ shook my head. "Nor Monday.
nor Tuesday, nor any day Of the week
that can think of Just now" says L.
"You-you're not saying you won't
have me at all?" he demands.
kaen IN Huif1, &yn,,
Gerald" says l.. Eyes. that's the
thought. I'm turning you down. Alb
He took it like little man, too.
"You think I'm too young. I sup
poser says he.
III I'd had time to think at an
says say, m.rk eslays saanst tsas 5ea you'd be the
"Oh. well", says he. "Then might
as well go back to prep. school and
take up the old grind again. I'd cut
all that. you know"
"Since when?" says I. -.
"oh. left week ago Saturday"
with your speed they'll hardly
"Oh, I can fix that up all right,
says Gerald. "And say, It's been bully
to know you. We can still be friends,
"Old, old friends" says I: 'T1l send
you my photo with that written, on
it." - :
''will your" says he. "sayt that will
be perfectly corking"s
hope it was. and that all the
senior class envied Gerald when they
saw It on his chihonier. Only won
der what he told them. As for me;
I haven't confessed to anybody. The
nearest I came to telling any one
was that night when came in ,at
1880 and found Ines yawning in
her chair.
where you been so long7" she
asks.
"Mes- says I. "oh, stopped to
rock the cradle"
tcop,rash. 1aal. b vsrwsf Fsrd.,
Evening star., 1921-10-09

sharp bend to the northwest. Martin
and his family live on the westerly
slde or the road. and about 200 yards
off the easterly side is a frame house
with front porch and set of wood
en- steps leading to it at the middle.
Years ago, stately old locust trees
lined both sides of the land lead
ing to that house, but the lane is
locusts embrace the house. That
house was occupied by Gen. Pope be-
fore and after the second battle of
Bull Run in August. 1862. and before
the battle of Chantilly in September.
1862. Some of those pins" which are
insulated with glass and which sup
Evening star., 1921-10-09
letting Tagged by Gerald-By sewall Ford

it?" says I. $50 sweet Of you to
keep me posted. Barry"
'Oh, I say. Trilby May" he pro-
tests. Don't get grouchy over 1t.
! didn't mean to"
mo. Of course not" says I. Good
night"
X X X X
WELL that was the way matters
w stood at 10:45 o'clock next even
ing when one of the stage hands
passed me this note as I came of
after the final curtain. I didn't read
it until I'd shut the dressing room
Evening star., 1921-10-09

4 HAMLET by the Roadside. Where His
IL tory Was Made During the Civil War.
The Village Today and Relics of Many
Battles-Citizens Who Heard the Guns in
'6l-Headquarters of Army Leaders-A Stop
at Convict Camp.
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