The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1921-10-28

mean lcdgcr.kcoping brains or duck.
hunting brains or baby. spanking
brains. but real imaginative brains
are YOU and mo and Guy Pollock
and the foreman at the flour.miil.
He's n socialist, the foreman. Don't
tell Lynn Cass that Lynn would fire
socialist quicker than no would n
horse. thicrn"
Indeed no. I sha'nt ten him"
This foreman and have some
great set.to's. He's regular oid.iine
party-member. Too dogmatic. Eek.
poets TO reform everything from de.
forcstration TO noscbleed by saying
phrases like surplus value Like
reading the prayer.book. But same
time. hos a Plato ]. Aristotle CON-
pared with people like Ezry Stow.
body or Professor Mott or Julius
Fiickcrbaugh."
TITS Interesting TO hear about
him"
He dug his toe into drift. like
schoolboy. Rats. You mean / talk
too much. Wen. do. when / get
hold OF somebody like you. You
probably want TO run along and
keep your nose from freezing"
Yes. must go. / suppose. But
tell me: Why did you leave Miss
Sherwin. OF the high school. out OF
your list OF the town intelligentsiay''
Il guess maybe she does belong In
H. From all can hear she's In
everything and behind everything
that looks Ike n rcform-iot moro
than most folks realize. She lets
Mrs. Reverend Warren, the prcsi.
dent OF thisherc Thanatopsis club,
think she's running tho works. but
Miss Sherwin Is the secret boss. and
nags all the easy going DANES into
doing something. But way figure
II out You see. I'm not inter.
ested In these dinky reforms. Miss
Sherwin's trying to repair the holes
In this barnacle covered ship OF
town by keeping busy baiiing out
the water. And Pollock tries 20 re-
pair II by reading poetry TO the
crew. Me. want TO yank II up on
the ways, and fire the poor bum Of
a shoemaker that built II SO Il sails
crooked. and have II rebuilt right.
from the keel up"
~Yes-that--that would be better.
But I must run home. Ny poor
nose Il nearly frozen"
Say. you better come In and get
warm. and see what an old bach's
shack is like"
She looked doubtfurfy nj him. nj
tho low shanty, the yard that was
Uttered with cord.wood. moldy
planks. HOPELESS wash-tub. She
was dlsquieted. but Bjornstam did
not give her the opportunity to be
delicate. He flung out his hand in
welcoming gesture which assumed
that she was her own counselor.
that che was not respectable mar.
ried woman but fully human be-
ing. With a shnky. well, lust a
moment. 10 warm my nose" she
glanced down the street 10 make
sure that she was not splcd on. and
boltcd toward the shanty.
She remained for ono hour. and
never had she known a more con-
siderate host than the Red swede.
He had but one room: bare pine
floor. small work bench. waii bunk
with amazingly neat bed. frying pan
and ashatippled coffeepot on the
shelf behind the pot.beiiicd cannon.
bah stove. backwoods chairs--on~
constructed from half a barrel. one
from a tilted plank--nnd a row OF
books incredibly assorted: Byron
and Tennyson and Stevenson. a
manual OF gasengincs. book by
Thorrteln vebien. and sposty
treatise ON THE Care, Feeding. Dis
eases. and Breeding OF Poultry and
Cattle
There was but one pictur~--a mag.
axine color-plate of stecproofed
village IN the Harz mountains which
suggested koboids and maidens with
golden hair.
Bjornstam did not fuss over her.
He suggested. Might throw open
your coat and put your feet up on
the box in front OF the stove" He
tossed his dogskin coat into the
bunk. lowered himself into the bar
rel chair. and droned on:
~Yeh. I'm probably a yahoo. but
by gum do keep my independence
by doing odd jobs. and that's more n
these polite cusscs like the clerks in
the banks do. When I'm rude 70
some siob. II may be partly because
] don't know better land God knows
I'm not no authority ON trick forks
and what pants you wear with a
Prince Albert. but mostly it's be