The Seattle Star Newspaper, November 5, 1921, Page 11

SATURDAY, NOVEMBER 5, 1921. MAIN STREET The Story of Carol Kennicott BY SINCLAIR LEWIS Copyright, 1920, Harcourt, Brace & Howe, Inc. e e eeccccccce teove (Continued From Page 6) o much, Please £0 back to sleep. I were your mistress!" “Carrie!” | “I mean it! What was a magnifi right, but I'm} cent S acle of generosity to you au one or two things. | 8s humiliation td me. You gave eee Sine tee eo th ak no-ao | MO Money-—gave it to your mistress, set medical jealousy and compett |if she Jvas complaisant, and then tion is simply part ot ene oe wsual willingness to think the} “Carrief wrt ‘you possibly can of us poor (Don't interrupt me}—then you guts in Gopher Prairie. Trouble | felt you'd discharged all obligation. with women like you is, you always Well, hereafter I'll refuse your to argue. Can't take things|™oney, as a gift, Either I'm your fhe way they are. Got to argue | partner, In charge of the household ‘Well, I'm not going to argue about | department of our business, with a this ip any way, shape, manner, or regular budget for it, or els® I'm F germ. Trouble with you is, you nothing. If I'm to be a mistress, I don’t make any effort to appreciate | *hall choose my lovers. Oh, I hate | ‘you're so damned superior, and | {tI hate it—this smirking and ho-| po the city Is such « hell of @ lot | PINE for money—and then not even| finer place, and you want us to do | Spending it on jewels as a mistress you want, all the time——" has a right to, but spending it on fpat’s not true! It's I who make | double-bollers and socks for you! the effort. It's they—-it's you—who Yes indeed! Very generous! You stand back and criticize. I have to give me a dollar, right odt—the only Gave over to the town's opinion; 1] Proviso te that I must-epend it on “pad to devote ¢ to their in| Ue for you. And you give it when forests. They can't even see my in and as you wish. How can I be to say nothing of adopting | @"ything but uneconomical? them. I get ever so excited about} “Oh, well, ot course, looking at it heir old Lake Minniemashie and the) that wi - - but they simply guffaw (in | I can't shop around, can’t buy | : Jovely friendly way you adver in large quantities, have to stick to (hme vo much) if T peak of wanting | Stores where T have a charge ac | Pp see Taormina also.” count, good deal of the time, can't b “gure, Tormina, whatever that ts | plan because I don't know how much nice expensive millionaire | money TI can depend on. That's what worry” “peing sorry’s all and parcel THE SEATT DOINGS OF THE DUFFS WHY DIDN'T TUE T Go T SUNDAY Scoot Because They y, I suppose, © Sure; that’s the T pay for your charming sentimen. + champagne taste and beer in-| talities about giving. «o generously. | genie; and make sure that we never | You make me——" | i have more than a beer income,| “Walt! Walt! You know you're | exaggerating. You never thought about that mistress stuff til! just this minute! Matter of fact, you never 4 Are you by any chance inohetaget Tam not economical?” “Well, I hadn't intended to, but nce you bring it up yourself, I Wort mind saying the grocery bills have ‘smirked and hoped for money.’ | But all the same, you may be right. . You ought to run the household as }@ dusiness. I'll figure out a definite plan tomorrow, and hereafter you'll | be on a regular amount or percent. | aso, with your own checking ac count.” “Oh, that te decent of you She turned toward him, trying to be af. fectionate, But his eyes were pink and unlovely in the flare of the as damn colloquial as 1} fateh with which he lighted his dead | How do you grt that jand malodorous cigar. His head | sto you"? Here about a year | droped, and a ridge of flesh scattered | ‘ twice what they ought to - “Yea, they probably are. I'm not I can't be, Thanks to don’t be quite so colloquial I say vulgar?” } "Tisn’t especially decent. It's) just fair, And God knows I want to/ Tou havent—practicatty! | De age rer expect gerd to be! v na ir, too, nd you're so high and| ent HT ongnt to have) mighty about people. Take Samn| | Clark; best soul that ever lived, hon. | est and loyal and a damn good fel} low" (Yes, and a good shot at ducks, —Goethe?—or some other highbrow junk. You've got him #0 leery scarcely dares to come here.” “Oh, Iam sorry, (Though I'm sure it's you who are exaggerating now.”) “Well now, I don’t know as I am! And I tell you one thing; if you keep on you'll drive away every friend I've ac “That would be horrible of” me. You know 1 don't mean to— Will, what Is it about me that frightens Sam—if I do frighten him?” “Oh, you do, all right! ‘Stead of and unbuttoning bis vest, and tell ing a good story or maybe kidding me about something. he alts on the edge of his chair and tries to make conversation about politica, and he doesn't even cuss, and Sam's never real comfortable unless he can cuss a littler* “In other words, he isn’t comfort able uniems he can behave like a peasant in a mud hut? “Now that'll be about enough of You want to know how you seare him fire some at him that you know darn well he can't answer— | 't you better come into the water at once, Mr. Blenny?” Nancy and Nick passed Mr. | water,” he answered slowly. “You're y's house on their way to look not Wigxiefins, are you?” And with Rock-Fish and all the | that he again bent his tired gaze out to them. Not/|to sea. “Oh, but we have magic Green Shoes,” answered Nick, “that take us anywhere.” “And I have a magic jigumacrack To their as |in my body which lets me go out Mr. Bienny-|into fresh air for an hour or two at on top of the rock |a@ time, and a pair of magic fins I tfully out to sea.jcan climb with,” answered the Nancy in dismay.| blenny. “I ike to come here and come into the hunt for barnacles. I eat them. By Mr. Bienny? You'll the way, you're not birds, are you?” there in the air.” “No. Why?" “Birds like blennies. They eat us and I have to be careful. There! I looked at both of | guess I'll have to go in now and had queer eyes, | look after the children. Did you see He could move | Bridget enn Mhich-way at all, and could| “Bridget end look at the sunset and| “Yes, my wife, She's gadding.” ES meu come up on the; “We'll hunt her,” promised the the world at the same | Twins as they disappeared, (To Be Continued) (Copyright, 1921, by Seattle Star) he Reward of Justice von’ Years of giving just value in tea has gained for "SALADA" . TEA Largest Sale in America| lived, but a water. So the| heads up into the and » He had. More than you will in the ‘ i tions?" when there's ladies around! bet your life on that™ he impurity lies In failing to that——" “Now we won't go into all that— eugenics or whatever damn fad you) choose to call it. As I eay, first shock him, and then you be- #6 darned flighty that nobody | follow you. Either you want to . or you batig the plano, or else get moody as the devil and don't t to talk or anything else. If must be temperamental, why t you be that way by yourself?” ly dear man, there’s nothing I'd Wke better than to be by myself oc- easionally! To have ® room of my own! I suppose you expect me to) sit here and dream delicately and my ‘temperamentality’ while you in from the bathroom with lather all over your face, and shout, ‘Seen my brown pants?” “Huh?! He did not sound tm- He made no answer. He turned out of bed, his feet making one solid thud on the floor, He marched from the room, a grotesque figure in baggy union-pajamas. She heard him drawing o drink of water at the bathroom tap. She was! furious at the contemptuousness of his exit. She snuggied down in bed, and looked away from him as he re- turned, He ignored her. As he fumped into bed he yawned, and casually stated: “Well, you'll have plenty of prt vacy when we build a new house.” “When!” “Oh, I'l build it al right, don't you fret! But of course I don’t ex.| pect any credit for it.” Now it was she who grunted “Huh!” and ignored him, and felt in dependent and masterful as she got up out of bed, turned her back on him, fished a lone and petrified chocolate out-of her glovebox in the top right-hand drawor of the bureau, gnawed at it, found that it had chocolate filling, aid “Damn!” wished that she had not said it, so that she might be euperior to his colloquialism, and hurled the choco- late into the wastebasket, where it made an evil and mocking clatter among the debris of torn collars and toothpaste box. Then, in great dig- nity and self-dramatization, she re- turned to bed. All this time he had been talking on, embroidering his assertion that he “didn't expect any credit.” She was reflecting that be wae a rustic, that she hated him, that she had been insane to marry him, that she had married him only because she was tired of work, and that she must get her long gloves cleaned, that she would never do anything more for him, and that she mustn't forget his hominy for breakfast. She was roused to attention by his storming: “I'm a fool to think about a new house. By the time I get it built youl probably have suceeded = in your plan to get me completely in Dutch with every friend and every tient I’ve got.” pashe sat up with a bounce. She said coldly, “Thank you very much for revealing your real opinion of me, It that’s the way you feel, if I’m such a hindrance to you. T can’t stay under this roof another minute. And I am perfectly well able to earn my own living, 1 will go at once, and you may get a divorce at your pleasure! What you want is a nice sweet cow of a woman who will enjoy having your dear friends talk about the weather and spit on the floor!’ “Tut! Dan't be « foolf j 4 ia 3 Ci i 33 g4388 2 he | putting his legs. up on another chair, | First you deliberately ; * Page A PIONEE! When grandmother had ately | ¢d Ben's story, David got up and stretched his arms as if he had been asleep, “Now that,” he said, “is what T call a peach of a story, with plenty of pep.” Daddy had come in while they were getting the Indian attack rt. “Where did you get that one, | mother?” he asked. | “Benjamin Bonney,” grand. | mother told him. “I based it-on | @ paper he wrote; just told it over) in @ manner to suit the children.” “Isn't he the one who had #0 much trouble starting a garden?” daddy asked. “Tell it, daddyf the children | begged, scenting another story in daddy's question, “Tell us about the pioneer garden.” \ “Ben's family,” daddy began, “loented in French Prairie, but the Indians had ‘located’ there’ first and Mr. Indian couldn't see | why these strange fair people had | any right to come and live on his | land. | “So they stole every single | thing they could get their hands | en. And Ben's family hac to! keep things hidden under the floor. “When epring came Ben sald to his brother, “Trueman, seems as) if we ought to have @ garden out here. We used to have a garden at home.” “That's so,' Trueman ancwer- “wk “You will very soon find out whether I’m a fool or not! I mean it! Do you think I'd stay here one second after I found out that I was injuring you? At least I have enough sense of justice not to do that," “Please stop flying off at gents, Carrie, This——" “Tangents? Tangents! tell you-——"* “jen't a theaterplay; it's & serious effort to have us get togeth- er on fundamentals. We've both bean cranky, and said a lot of things we didn’t mean, I wish we were a couple 0’ bloomin’ poets and just talked about roses and moonshime, but we're human, All right, Let's tan. Let moe \ LE STAR One-Reel Comedian You RING BEFORE You CAME IN P HERES APAIR OF MY TROUSERS AND A CLEAN SHIRT! —— bel 513 i GARDEN ed. ‘I'd like a good old vegetable dinner myself. Let's," “Bo the little boys started In, and as they worked they could see the long rows of flourishing vegetables which they were roing to plant and could fairly smell them cooking. “You'll have to have a fence, boys,’ their father told them, ‘or things will get in and spoil your garden.’ “So the boys got a bik lot of slender poles and fenced in a half acre of the new land. Seed po- tatoes were cut and planted and the ‘boys waited eagerly to see them sprout. - “But Jong Wefore they had time to grow, the Indians came ond dug them all up and ate them. “Ben and Trueman looked dole- fully at their spoiled work, but they wouldn't give up. “Trueman said, ‘Ben, we'll plant the peas so they can't find ‘em.’ “So the boys took sticks and punched t® seeds far into the ground, The peas grew, nice green shoots came up, then quirley vines, and last of all the pods. My, but the boys were proud! “But just before they got big enough to gather for the table, In- dians came in the night, while the family slept, and picked them, every one, “Plenty of courare and pluck a boy needed in pioneer days not to he'too discouraged to go on.” rae out out jabbing at each other, Let's admit we both do fool things. See here: You know you feel superior to folks. You're not as bad as I say, bit you're not as good as you say —not by a long shot! What's tho reason you're so superior? Why can't you take folks as théy are?” Her preparations for stalking out of the Doll's House were not yet vis ible, She mused: “I think perhaps {t's my chfld- hood.” She halted, When she went on her voice had an artificial sound, her words the bookish quality of emotional meditation. “My father was the tenderest man in the world, but he did feel superior to ordinary people, Well he was! the | TAKE THIS DERBY VM AWFULLY SORRY IT HAPPENED, TOM, BUT (TLL ALL COME OUT AT | THE CLEANERS - HERE OH,MOTHER, *, CHARLIE CHAPLIN Sf res encase | OUR BOARDING HOUSE Reincarnation was the only word |dbout my success in enacting roles | strange to my actual experiences in) life. “I'm so glad “Bonded Love’ turned out all right,” I said suddenly. “Cissy made it so hard for me!” “Didn't Cissy stick to the rule?’ | Motherdear’s query was put in her | | gentlest tone, But I knew she wasn't about how of when thé other girls | the rule in his favor. He said that 1 | as well poised in her mind as in her | She often was quite a bit) my chauffeur and certainly a pro-| experiences like some ber movie manner. worried about what was happening to her little movie star. ‘There certainly was a “rule.” In fact, there were several special stu- dio rules for me. the them. Some of them seemed ridiculous to the other girls of the company and they took the utmost pains to tell) me #0. Minnesota Valley-——- I used to sit there on the cliffs about }ankato for hours time, my chin in my hand, looking way down the valley, «wanting to write poems, The shiny tilted roofs below me, and the river, | and beyond it the level fields in the | mist, and the rim of palisades across —— It held my thoughts in. I lived, in the valley. But the; prairie—all my thoughts go flying off into the big space. Do you think it might be that?” “Um, well, maybe, but-—— Carrie, you always talk so much about get- ting all you can out of life, and not letting the years elip by, and here you deliberately go and deprive your- self of a lot of real good home pleas- ure by not enjoying people unless they wear frock coats and trot ae (‘Morning clothes. Oh. Sorry. ’ interrupt you.) —to @ lot of tea-parties. Take Jack Elder, You think Jack hasn't got any ideas about anything but manufacturing and the tariff on lumber, But do you know that Jack is nutty about music? He'll put @ grand-opera record on the phono- graph and sit and listen to it and close his eyes—— Or you take Lynn Cass. Ever realize what a well-in- formed man he is?" “But is he? Gopher Prairie calls anybody ‘wellinformed' who's been thru the state capitol and heard about Gladstone.” “Now I'm telling you! Lym reads a lot—solid stuff—history. Or take PAGE 11 BY ALLMAN NO, THATS JusT SOME MAN DRESSED UP TRYING TO 1 LOOK LIKE HIM: . BE ack “TRIES TO WORK A” HOLD-OVER ON HIS BOARD SILL == (Copyright, 1921, Seattle star) For example, if the company had of closing the studio, the director never failed to notify Motherdear. And then the girls would make dis- agreeable remarks. Personally, I never could see why it waa necessary to trouble the di- rector, Besides, nobody bothered went home, I had my own car and fession isn't like society. A girl in best she can without a chaperon. It seemed to me that if I were old ehough ‘to take care of myself any- where. ‘When I asked Motherdear why this studio rule applied only to me, she answered: pictures in his office. Or old Bing ham Playfair, that died here ‘bout @ year ago—lived seven miles out. He ‘was a captain in the civil war, and knew General Sherman, and they say he was a miner in Nevada right alongside of Mark Twain, You'll find these characters in all these small towns, and a pile of savvy in‘every single one of them, if you just dig for it.” “I know. And I do love them. Especially people like Champ Perry. But I can't be so very enthusiastic over the smug cits like Jack Elder.” “Then I'm a smug cit, too, what- ever that i “No, you're a scientist. Oh) I wif! try and get the masic out of Mr. Elder. Only, why can't he let it come out, instead of being ashamed of it, and always talking about hunt- ing dogs? But I will try. Is it all right now?" “Sure. But there's one oth thing. You might give me some at: tention, too!” “That's unjust! You have every-. thing I am!" “No, I haven't. You think you re- spect me—you always hand out some spiel about my being so ‘useful’ But you never think of me as having ambitions, just as much as you have!” “Perhaps not. I think of you as being perfectly satisfied.” “Well, I'm not, not by a long shot! I don’t want to Wea plug general practitioner @ill my life, like West- lake, and die in harness because I Mart Mahoney, the garageman. He's got @ lot of Porry prints of famous ra can’t get out of it, and have ‘em say, ‘He was @ good fellow, but he Confessions of a Movie Star CHAPTER II—SAFETY RULES ARE MADE FOR ME “Demaison and I think it best, which expressed my own feeling|to work later than the regular hour | dear!” If I had to work until midnight, as Movie stars sometimes do, Mother dear always came to the studios te take me home. And if there was a little supper in honor of somebody’s birthday, 1 always had to refuse my invitation. Once McMasters, the producer, tried to induce Motherdear to break | , Ought not to be cooped up so—that stars had would push me upward jany business has to get along as faster. Motherdear got awfully flushed while McMasters talked, especially ! Motherdear and | enough to earn a salary on which I when he told her he would take care directors had manufactured | had to pay a surtax, I was plenty old | of me at the party! She took me straight home, and she was always a little queer about McMasters after that, but she never would tell me why. (To Be Continued) couldn’t save a cent.’ Not that I care a whoop what they say, after I’ve kicked in and can’t hear ‘em, but I want to put enough money away so you and I can be inde- pendent some day, and not have to | work unless I feel like it, afi I | want to have a good house—by golly, I'll have as good a house as any- body in this town!—and if we want to travel and see your Tormina or whatever it is, why we can do it, with enough money in our jeans so ‘we won't have to take anything off anybody, or fret about our old age. You never worry about what might happen if we got sick and didn't ot @ good fat wad salted away, do yout” “I don't suppose I do.” “Well then, I have to do it for you. And if you think for one mo ment I want to be stuck in this burg all my life, and not have a chance to travel and see the different points of interest and all that, then you simply don't get me. I want to have a squint at the world, much’s you do, Only, I’m” practical about it. First place, I’m going to make the money—I'm investing in good safe farmlands. Do you understand why now?" “Yea.” “Wilt you try and seo ff you can't think of me as something more than just a dollar-chasing roughneck?" "Oh, my dear, I haven't been just! T am difficile, And I won't call on the Dillons! And if Dr, Dillon is working for Westlake and McGanum, I hate him!"