New-York tribune., 1922-10-29

i
/ world with whom che writer's wan
derings brought him in contact, in his
tales of their doings and attitudes.
| Ebert Hubbard, of the East Aurora
| community. and Upton Sinclair appear
as particularly interesting protago-
nists, under DISCUSSES that extend hard
/ ly further than change of their we'll
known names. Incidentally, it is re-
| ported that the book was submitted
| FOR criticism to several of the char
acters most Likely TO find its revela-
| tions unpleasant. IL all of them APP
/ proved whatever is here set down
| about them, they may be credited with
/ tolerant dispositions, at any rate.
| With a promise of particularly
choice view Of the celebrated leader
! of the East Aurora-ites to come, the
induleent reader is asked to consider
the following brief view of the hobo
poet in one OF his frequent seasons Of
adversely.
He has just been released after &
sojourn in Southern Jail, where he
landed on the suspicion--it never be-
came charre in spite of the months
he waited for g triai--that he had
broken into warehouse, to find a
place to sleep. He writes:
'.As sought the railroad tracks again,
| the good afr and my unworted freedom
made me staeger so that several negroes
laughed at me heartily, thinking I was
drunk.
''I sat down on railroad tie and ten
derby and soii;itously took a brown pack
age cut of my inside pocket--the brown
enthusiasm the curious songs OF jail
cocaire. criminal and prostitute life ] had
heard during my three months sotourn
''I looked them over again with all
their smut and Nth. they were yet full of
naive feik.touchss fox and approximations to
manuscript as 8 woman would be with
her baby.
came rocking along. made a run for 1t
N the rapidly gathering dusk. ! grabbed
,h the bar bar on & one side and nd. made leap fer
with one foot--luckily caught It with the
otheT or ! might have fallen undernesth
wrenohed from their sockets.
"Nos TN I had climbed In between the
car, car: on n the @ bumpers @ did realize that my
Without hesitation hurled myself
tho Ms. landed on my shoulders, saw
stars, roiisd over and over groped up
| and down. And tears rained from my
eyes when I understood those rhymes wers
.."1t was .midnigh. before caught an
other freight. I climbed weariiy into an
ing stiil. was seen. brakeman came
! to the door and lifted up his lantern,
glancing within. was crouching. wet ard
TOR the freight to be under way
:" Come on out with you! Hit the grit!'
commanded the shack grirnly
II rose came to the door I hated
oy,nEg rseited the tho ass story emmy u 1ny ind im1
me ride. in the name of God.
"He crunched away down the path his
lamp oobbing as he went.
"Ail night long observation-disclosures.
6umpity-bump. bumplty- bump, All night
long my head was -ferment with dreams
that was free of the shadow OF irprison
ment." - ''''
A strong bit Of ferment he remained.
capable of creating rankly super
Voisteadian content in any mixture
INTO which he was introduced. He en-
Joyed, and suffered under, picturesque
a:oVentures a.: on a sailing ship, a-tramp
IN Australia and China. and one fine
day landed in that haven of nuts" So
called, who gathered in East Aurora.
under the command of the Master. Ell
pert hubbard. Kemp, at this time, was
fermenting with the anti-clothes idea
1t was a corollary of his worship Of
glory and loveliness that the human
bod was too much concealed he
gained some glory, along with repu
tation as particularly lively "nut,"
by appearing frequently in abbreviated
costume. He appreciated, however,
such s elements Of the original in Mr..
hubbard, whom he calls Spalton, as
that masters habit of jumping UP and
Gown on a new and expensive broad
orlmmed Rat In order to make it look
and admired some of Kemp's poetrv
ana asked for sonnet on Thoreau to
go on the first page Of "Little VisitD
volume then in preparation. The auto
biographer relates:
For days lived In an intoxicat.or ~
en- was sertai aust o, to have one poem print
fame so G1ata thorouabiy Isn did my ha'si
IN N, my genius: was sure that Instantly
and a., the ,tS publishers in the world would con-
brnrtnp m.h oni eacn ~ other for the privilege of
Spring had begun to give hing ~
mIsnaas Issnaas gree, green when The Brief visit was
cure copy before 1t was bound. wa.
sur surprised and dumfounded to IND that
ras IN Master had used the poem without my my
OF me Ine book was from his own pen.
d,ninyy my nhsi hsi, impulse was to rush into the
ahee.s ana naI cailng Fl bre4akfsst waving the
ms theft. before everybody Then he.
tnouEnt myself that, perhaps soma mis-
take had been msde---that the the nroS-
feaser ss might have left my name out.
! hu sSp9suon S9 looked up quickly as I passed
! w siIe table He read in my FAC that
m Sad s,rsndy discovered what he had do done
az oiusnea >. J. nodded him stiff greet
table. @' the farthest
ha IN q rev minutes he did me an honor
ne mao never shown me before. He trer"s nan,s
how 70 ~o'n where l sat 'Rozorre. he invited,
iow wou!n you like to take a hilte yyifh
me INTO the country this morning?'"