Great Falls tribune. [volume] (Great Falls, Mont.) 1921-current, 1922-12-21
WINIFRED BLACKS
w C ARTICLE
Copyright. 1872. by Newspaper Feature Service

Have you read an old-fashioned,
wild west story?
The kind with the tenderfoot hero
and bad-man villain?
Don't you remember how the Bad
Man gets the Tenderfoot into a saloon,
and points his pistol at the Tender
foot's feet, and says:
dance, Tenderfoot. or I'll shoot"
/ And isn't it thrilling when the Ten
| derfoot begins to dance and all 1T
once he takes a long step and slides
| across the floor to the Bad Man, ana
grabs his pistol away from BIN, ana
then the Bad Man has to do the dane
mig.
| | have been thinking a lot about that
sort of story, lately.
Somebody is getting all the -ender-
feet in the world into some kind OF a
! place, and saying, dance, Tenderfoot,
or Til shoot" And the poor tender
feet are dancing-dear me, how they
are dancing. But not n of them
! seems to think of trying to grab the
pistol away from the bad man and max
ing him dance.
What do you mean? Oh. ! mean, the
lawyers. and the doctors, and the MIN
listers who are falling in love with other
peoples wives, and dancing TO the
most unholy sort Of music. not be-
cause they are in love with n par
ticular person, but because some grin
ming. malignant power says to them,
Dance" and they don't seem to be
able to say no
What a spectacle it is. How insane
thew are-these men and women Of po-
sition and what has always been sup
posed to be character.
Position. pride. honor-the respect
of their own families. the trust OF their
own little world-poof! What are
these things but a breath of the mean
ingless wind, when the Internal music
begins to play!
Endless Repetitlons
They write letters that are like the
outpourings of some love-sick school,
girl, and they hang on like grim death
to the absolutely idiotic letters they
get in return.
If the poor things must write them
WHY. in the name Of common sense
must they keep them! Can't they re
member anything, any time anyhow.
What a sight for gods and men Is
an elderly fool, locking his door &c
read over and over the empty banall,
ties of a very ordinary love letter
~ love you madly-I cannot live
without you-how can ! wait untli w
meet AGAIN.
What is there now, what is startling
, what is wen interesting in the endless
repetition of these ancient phrases!
Every man past % has written anf
received dozens of such letters, ant
so has every woman past ~.
II is quite easy to understand the
first fine. careless rapture of the IRIS
batch of II love you's," but dear me
Imagine living on them tor months
Ike people living on stale bread ane
meat that has been twice cooked ant
not over-welI refrigerated.
Yes. the a~ncients were right whe1
thew made Eres, the god of love, {
god of malicious mischief, teo.
Tie is d bad actor, this Eros person
and he is a magician, too. Why, ne i
worse than the noon for making fool
Of people. :
beauty in youth, but when pa IN M
dressing-gown and slippers, and !;
touch Of the lumbago, sneaks OIL 70 MI
study to write over and over, iioN
can / live without you!' to a mlddie
aged lttlJp person. Will a shN'1
ter-well. no wonder the people O
india teach their daughters to put Sill
in their ears when they sit alone. OF
the doorstep after shutdown. for feal
that they will hear the magic piping Of
Khrisna and his lutte.
Deep 1t is and Dangerous
Sweet music, the sound of that lut'
to youthful ears-but deep it is, ant
dangerous.
How is it the last line of the ole
song runs?
"To save you from the peril 81
Khrisna and his lutte"
Wouldn't it be a good idea for al
settled, middle-aged persons to learf
a little prayer, asking the good saints
to preserve them in their middle-aget
a~bsurdity from the piping of khrisn;
and his lutte?
I wish somebody would show spiri
enough to refuse to dance when eithel
khrisna begins TO play, or Cupid in TIL
guise of the Bad Men begins to shoot
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