The Rock Island Argus and daily union. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1920-1923, 1922-04-12

April 5-Well, old diary, the lost in a man.
her of speaking, is found. Little did think
las some Of the novelists of my youth used to
write) that the death angel would flap his
wings near me when made the last entry in
this personal Journal. However having the
fun common with other little ills of this
world-has its compensations T. L. W. H. t
D. m. S. presented me with rather nifty bath
robe during my convalescence.
1t is almost pleasure to walk to work
these days. The new domicile is only five min
utes saunter to the Office. Almost am tempted
to thumb my nose at every passing street car.
|. Left the Office at $3.50 to hurry home, being
slated to act guardian to the Young Ruff1an
for the afternoon while his mother played hos
tess to flock of-er-that is to say, to
number of Kings Daughters at the Y. w. C. A.
We had pleasant afternoon during which
learned a great deal concerning the last four
chapters of ST. Matthew, information which he
has absorbed during brief week of kinder
garten.
Back to the office at to write the colyum.
Home again at $50.
April 6-An uneventful day at the office.
Home rather late. Sat up to read copy of
The Little Review which Sigmund was kind
enough to send. "a quarterly journal of art
and letters" it is called (by it's editors). Art!
The photographs of Brancusis sculpture may
be vorticist, futurist, cubist-I don't know
what; but as Jay Sig pens on a page margin:
"AiL't art grand, Mac?' AS for "letters"-the
story, David Wasserman", contains a number
Of them; several thousand in fact. Typograph-
ically, there is nothing of which to complain;
italics are present where obviously italics are
needed; significant asterisks are scattered
throughout the narrative promiscuously; though
why author who makes his meanings so
vulgarly plain land plainly vulgar should
bother with ellipses is beyond my simple I'M
Outstanding. AS l closed the book l felt i'm
PEELED to call the health officer to disinfect
April up early. After night sleeping
before an open window the effects of David
Wasserman" seemed dissipated. To the Office
at 8. Morning mail brought pleasant letter
from Jay Sig and another from Friend Paul at
Wilmington, Del. Paul had hardly recovered
from the shock of receiving letter from me-
First of all, he writes he wants the pleasure
Fox when he comes back to Rock Island cor
doesn't it believe in the use of it-too modest,
or what?" he wants to know. The Bullets of
years have transformed the 81" (capitaD on NV
old typewriter to an "l.
For some time 1 have opened the morning
mail expecting a word from Scorpio. Did he
get the flu and pass out, l wonder? Eheu,
and couldn't send flowers to him if l wished;
not that flowers would do him any good in that
event
Took the family to the "Y" circus tonight.
Did you like the circus?" the Young Ruffian
Was asked as we walked home. Il liked Rosie
Wright" he replied promptly. He sure was
good an funny The judgment of extreme
youth is infallbe. And besides, the Young
Rufhans dad agrees with him exactly The
little miss who did the Russian dance also is
an artist
April S-Today the ghost walked. How
fortunate 1t is for us working men that pay
days are only one week apart, and that there
are but seven days in week
Home late tonight with the colyum nm
nnshed It's ever thus Saturdays. T. L. W
IL t. D. m. s. led me downtown this evening
on little shopping tour. Being without an
umbrella of course it rained; not a quick.
shappy sort of rain, but tagging, persistent
keep-it-up-all- might sort of rain we came
nome at and got wet, of course 1 sat up
until 1880 Then when 1 decided to go to
bed and to sleep the wind decided to blow
drlfted into uneasy slumber to the accompani-
ment of series of young tornadoes sweeping
high through the trees
April Sat 4:35 1 awoke sitting up in he'd
convinced that somebody was shooting at me
but l. l. W. H t. d. m. S. Gained me nv the
Information that 1t was only tree which had
blown over Sleep again. Awake at T. Looked
out the window and saw what caused the
shooting nightmare. large tree across tbs
street had snapped off at the trunk and was
resting on four five electric light wires II is
true, as Joyce Kilmer wrote, that "onIv God
can make a tree; but after tree is dead II
would seem the better part of Kindness Iard
olscretlon) to cut it down and cremate it