The Coleman Voice. (Coleman, Tex.), Vol. 1, No. 11, Ed. 1 Tuesday, July 27, 1909 Page: 4 of 8
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l'HE COLEMAN VOICE. JULY 27. 190D
THE MAN FROM HOME
By Booth Tarkington and Harry Leon Wilson
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* Not all the tradi-
tions of European
influ-
can
society
ence this man from
Indiana. His triumph
over the aristocracy
of the old world is
clever, humorous
and patpotic enough
to thrill every one
“Dan.” ho said, “it's n girl!”
And lie hoard the gasp the boy gave
forth as he turned about on Ids stool
of US.
o<| |>
A STORY OF AN AME
BY TWO AMERICA**
Were set ruminated over the loiter lie hand that waved to him from the car
held In his hand. His back was to the window as the train took her and her
' door-a half glass door which was ulso j brother away. \
the main aud only entrance to the Suddenly the door behind him opened
room aud which bore upon Its trnns- and shut quickly, and quick steps
lucent surface lp ragged letters, worn j caused him to drop his feet to the
by the polishing the glass had under-! floor. He -turned and found a visitor
gone, the words, “Daniel Voorhoes! at Ills elbow.
■ Pike, Attorney at Law.” ' / "Dan,” said the newcomer, "it’s
Pike himself had a queer twist of all yct rs. Jenkins just got a telegram
| feature, a sort of whimsicality that i that th« K. and G. has decided to offer
pervaded the very atmosphere about you the representation for this end of
him, and the stulle with which he re- the state.”
garded the letter he held had a world
of reminiscence and sadness In it. ‘ That so? responded Hue aim-
As he gazed at it the letter seemed '°'ss*-v-
to fade Into nothingness, and hi Its "Of course It $ so, man! replied the
place there rose the picture of a flay other- l‘iul vigorously by the
years before, a day that caused the shoulder. "Wnfce up, can’t you? It’s
dingy walls of the olllce to become wortji fifteen thousand a yenr to you!”
tenuous and gauzy, and through the iMkl? ,urued fiulzzical oyes upon Ills
- gauze he seemed to see auother office— j frtendJand folded the letter he held in
a ramshackle sort of place, with a tin 1 hto hand. e
sign showing through the window ; “Much obliged to you, Tom,” be said,
which informed the passerby that real “I guess I’m kind of upset today. Got
estate was the commodity dispensed !» letter here that—jotted me a little,
within. To Pike the picture grew yet I’m thinking of going away for a
more distinct-, aud in the broken hot- spoil.”
tom cane chair he saw the figure of a “Qoing away!" ejaculated his friend
. heavy faced man in his shirt sleeves; with wide eyes. ‘‘Going away!
• engaged in smoking a corncob pipe. • Where""
In another .corner of tiie room be! S'ICSS 111 tako n trlP across the
could see a red beaded boy poring over water.” replied Pike dreamily. “Al-
ii pine table, laboriously copying in a ways wanted to see those foreign
round baud some fifin'dopd^__Tiion vad^-t-Hr-sr Voiilces and Homes and
rtes-of-TllFliastriie^1 ’ ndona. Must be a queer, tribe over
seemed to bear tho heavy faced man , there. Tom. Not much like us plain
remove the pipe from his mouth and folks here, eh? Lots of high and
heard liifn speak. ■ j mighty dukes and earls and things and
coats of arms aud crowns and coaches
with white horses, eh?” t
Toni Perkins sat down in a chair
with a gasp of astonishment. He
stared at Ills friend with frank amaze-
ment written on his face and opened
his mouth twice before his lips formed
the words. ;.'
“Europe?'; he said at last.
"-Europe." -he replied. “Say, Tom,
J I you remember Jim Cooley? They sent
Ilm ever there, didn’t they? Made
... , him vice consul or something oyer In
v>/ London? I’d maybe get a chance to
■‘Shore her to Dan.” see Jim and talk to him about—about
and looked with startled eves Into the tInl(‘s-
kindly blue ones that glimmered into Hks voice died dowu, and he regarded
his own. the wall again.
“A—girl!” he seemed to henr the bov Never happened to hear of folks
say “A little girl. Mr. Simpson?” ' j ovt‘r there of the name of-of Haw-
In his fancy he saw the big man I castle, did yon, Tomlie went on. “I
nod, saw him place the pipe back in 'I°n I know what sort of business they
Ills teeth and extend his two palms I a_re *n- l’”t * Kuess they’re well to do.
until they were a foot or so apart i happened to hear of them, eh;’
"A girl, Dan.” he heard, “’bout soj -Perkins shook his bead, and Pike
long. Dan, and. purticr than all geW'vcnt on: - 1
I out An’ she’s goto* to be a big re-) “Ma-vbe- ™ wr!te t0 Cooley and
Kponsjbility. my boy. /iV<P have to ask him abo,lt these people. Jim’d be
sell a bean of lots to nav wTlnt she’s i Akely to know om, 1 guess. \1<*e con-
goln' 'to cost, Dan—a whole heap of j 8n' lnnsI, he a pretty hlg hug over
lots." | there.”
And gradually the picture,Seemed to "Law case?” asked Perkins suddenly.
“Sort of.” answered Pike quietly. "I
I fade away, and, like a dissolving view.
Its p’.aee was taken by another—the
| picture of a half timbered bouse that
don’t know that I’d call it just that.
Perhaps the trip would be a change
stood back among,.some trees at the j anyway. And I’d like to see this man
corner of Main and Center streets. He ! Ilawcastle.”
‘ i “Where does this Ilawcastle live?”
required promise aud the awe with ; * 11 ,
■-1.1 I, he heard that.the newest atom °
of humanity to arrive was already j ilawcastle Hall.
motherless, and then the picture faded)
again. Then came a suoccssion of slm- j
j liar views.
He saw the dingy real estate office!
! grow into a respectable brick building,
and then Into a handsome stone edifice,1
and t.he heavy featured man' turn,
grayer and grayer and more somber;
(anil mere bard working, find be-could!
"What about the K. and G.?" asked
Perkins suddenly.
"1 guess the K. and G. will have to
wait awhile,*'
Perkins stood up resolutely and faced
his friend.
• ‘‘There's something wrong with you,
Dan," he said emphatically. "There's
something mighty wrong. It ain't
like you to go' running off this way un-
renieu.1, r ^ 'vbo.!',b?tIn? Etlloll less there’s something behind It.
W"
A Vfcjb
whs brought to tlu> <?$ce for the first Tr ,, „ , - , . 4I,
■ , , p . , . , IIl* stopped, for Pike was wbistlins
time and of the manner in which She , . .. , . ... ... ,
. „ . • .. H , softly to himself, whistling. like the
he,tran to grow up. He recAlIed the day „w, . ,,
when she reached the mature age of 1 au *bo.w f to •
twelve and of how he had presented t"tw khat Is ha'f totyiften. Then
if" bpr'a nibl°
irmtitirr ‘Tjt~ tv hic!i blushed for :
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FOR, ALL AW™
' Uh
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rom Home
A, Novelizntion
of the Play of
the Same Name
By BOOTH
TARKINGTON
and
Copyright. 1909, by American
Pren Allocation
HARRY LEON
WILSON
j all bis twenty-five years.
And. then lie recalled'the day when!
j John Hhnpson had confided to him 1
! that tho ■■“kids’* were to be, given ad-!
j vantages and were to be sent abroad
| to school. There came a blank after!
! that,, but he recalled as If it had been j
VO < e Jr am the sharpers even but y«rtwJn.t the feeling with which *
' ,., • n , j 1 ho had gone off into'a corner and
. . . \yreft|ed wirb tic grief that had beset)
you v.’.H learn how Daniel, with j j)ini. He could even see the.fluttering
hut a single Jriend to aid him, -could see the worn steps leading up to ! ;h,„, !;f.. ^ ^ ^
faced a most difficult, dilemma; the veranda and himself approaching flnm. -w[mt „-oni<l vou th'nk of a
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“Peiru-mber that old tune, Tom,” he
asked-" ‘Sweet- Genevlevo?'"
"Get out!" snapped Perkins. "That’s
a mllllop years old- Why don't yon
keep up to date if ymi're going In for
music? What do you enrO about ‘Swoet
Genevieve, anyway?”
“I lk-1 to know somebody t!mt snug
it- once—long ago," said Pike quietly
“1 used 19 hear John Simpson whistle
it yeiirs before be di.ed and left all
that mcm- y to me for,those two kids.
Tom"-1 - fumed suddenly and trans-
mit why he figured so promi-
nently in an international ro-
; muncc in which heraldry was
. ire important than hearts and
t cupidity far more conspicuous
! than Cupid.
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huff fearfully along the gravel walk j ffunn1hl| that doen.’t guard?”
that k-d In from the rusty gate. j Perkins regarded him rebblliously.
un the veranda sat the■ b g man with whoa(1 suahlian J ,9
the heavy features aud the corncob j .
pipe, and bo heard the voice again bid- and .whether tho gum-dees want- htm 11
dlug him come up. And then there j attend to business or not. If y.,u'tv
was a call to some-one within, aud a talking at* ut those Uhls of John Simp-
This romance deals with a
furious admixture of American
plainness and European high
life; with a young Indiana girl
dazzled by a title and in the
clutches of a quartet of sharp-
gtomamaa brother, a Russian
noble in disguise, an escaped
Possian convict and o faithless
wife, and, most important of all,
with the girl's shrewd, witty,
courageous, resourceful guard-
ian, Daniel Voorhees Pike of
ers headed by an impecunious Kokomo. Daniel loves the In-
British pfer; with the girl’s An- dianu girl and is determined to
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Dank building.
IS feet on
the desk of
the office In
the Central
gaunt young man
with the stern features nml the kindly
gray eyes that always seemed a is-rpet
uni rebuke to the face In which they
. i
woman emerged with a white bundle
( In her arms. .
“Show her to Dan,” lie heard the
| man’s voice say, aud then, when, the
I woman had removed a hit of the Can-
1 nel covering from the little face and
- lie had'lookedttpop it, star,tied, abashed
and marvelously choking as to the
! throat, file big voice went on again:
j ••She's going to lie Ethel. Dnt). that
j bundle of infancy. -And maybe some
of these days she’ll be getting herself
i In a tight place, and It's going to be up
to you, Dun., to help her out, und
you’re going to promise me that you'll
do It. boy. Horace, the other kid, he’ll
grow V.p maybe to have sense, and
he’ll look out for himself, but IPs a
tough place for girls, Dan-a mighty
tough place."
He could almost hear the hushed
voice In which the boy had given the
son’s, I'd say you’ve done about all
you could be expected to. You’ve kept
the money together, haven't you?
You’ve made It grow. You’ve sent It
along regular—dyer there. What more
could any one want?"
f May he tfaxt Isn’t enough.”
“When are those two coming home?"
went on Perkins. "Why. don’t they
come back and spend John's money
where It was made—at home?”
"I don't believe they’re,coming back
right soon.” replied Pike. “Thing*
sort of seem to attract ’em over thcr*.
It must be a mighty fine place.”
“Hub!” replied Perkins disgustedly.
"What’s the matter with Kokomo?
Why don’t that gtrl cotne back home
and marry and settle down? Tell me
that,”
Pike smiled queerly, and his bead
seemed to shrink Into bis shoulders a
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McDaniel, E. A. The Coleman Voice. (Coleman, Tex.), Vol. 1, No. 11, Ed. 1 Tuesday, July 27, 1909, newspaper, July 27, 1909; Coleman, Texas. (https://texashistory.unt.edu/ark:/67531/metapth747241/m1/4/: accessed July 16, 2024), University of North Texas Libraries, The Portal to Texas History, https://texashistory.unt.edu; crediting Coleman Public Library.