Show JH THE SALT LAKE TRIBUNE SUNDAY MORNING NOVEMBER 18 1934 SHORT STORIES death out there” he indicated the room "and before I go I want to tell you a story I got to tell someone and you're the only one TT was midnight and the wheels the westbound freight going' Tarrytown beat out a rhythmic click as they sped onward The giant Mallet never slackened its pace as it rolled past thp station and on into the night On the side ladder of the tenth ear from the engine the dark figure of a man hung poised for an Instant before leaping to the grade Then something seemed to below go wrong Instead of leaping clear the man slipped and fell almost under the clicking wheels In attempting to avoid the wheels he raised a bit and a low hanging bar knocked him to the ground and rolled him He down tke short steep grade came to rest In a crumpled heap I ot Into at the bottom-Th- HOMEWARD BOUND around" He related the following story: Many years ago when I was a few years younger than you I wa By married to the dearest and most beautiful wife in the world We d had one little boy named Bruce If he's still living he was must be about as old as you J happy then I money Frank always was a handsome chap and had lotsf girls I didn’t have half as mafny as he did His black curly hIr nd blue eyes turned xnrfy a girl's head and he cold November moon gilt- tered down on the inert figure softening the lines of his gaunt bewhlskered face Deep lines impressed perhaps by years of sorrow turned" down the corners of hla mouth from which trickled a slow stream of blood The figure stirred Long arant' protruding from tattered sleeves moved in an aimless effort' to straighten the body froth its Hja ragged cramped position keep him clothing was unable warm and he shivered from the ' cold He gradually came to life and lifting his eyta to the sky he whispered "pod please don’t let me die before I get to see her again — apdf him Please let me finish m Journey home’1 A cry of pain escaped his lips as he made another effort to move He finally rolled over on his side The staand lay there gasping tion which was only & hundred yards away might Just as well have been miles for he could not crawl The station agent was the first tq discover the man Hearing a low moan he went to investigate and found the injured hobo He station-hous- e Quickly carried him to the and laid him on a bench Several phone calls revealed the the only town doctor was fct thattown in the country on a out of case and wouldn’t be back for a while He returned to the patient “How do you feel now old man?’’ to “II— I—feel like I was going die Don’t let me die please don’t can't die I got to get home first” his voice was half pleading and half despairing "Take it easy The doctor’ll be You’lk be here in a little while all right” "No I won’t I haven't got very I can feel much longer to live was right witty too We did well with the crops that year But Frank wasn't such an extra good hand on the farm as he was with the women He let things slide too much My wife Louise always did like him Then along in the middle of the summer I began to notick she acted extra good to him She began -- to take his part in arguments him that isn’t true’ bed So my brother went in my place "Have a good time” I called as they went out of the door IIjust ' the car drive in went to the finished and X house x - and me would get into I began to notice them together quite a bit One night me and Louise were invited to a party We had planned for weeks to go to it for it was the wedding anniversary of Louise’s sister But when the night came I was so sick I couldn’t go I had a sick headache and felt so weak all over that I nearly had to go to "Don’t worry about us We will” they answered That sort of peeved me a bit When they had gone I tried to read a book but couldn't keep my mind on it I tried tq keep interested in something like planning my farm work but I couldn’t do that either I kept thinking about my wife and brother I would keep going to the door and looking out half expecting something to happen But finally about midnight i became sleepy and went to bed When I woke at 5 o’clock the next morning neither my wjfe nor brother was anywhere to be seen The car was not in the garage I hurriedly did my chores and when I had nearly finished I heard MORTON B Y U Student dusty "Have car trouble?” I asked "Yes” he answered “we ran out of gas out on the Harrington road ten miles from town and I had to walk back to Dover and get enough gas to come on home” He avoided my eyes "Is that all?’’ He looked down at the grease on his suit “Yes When the car stopped I thought something was wrong with the engine and took it nearly apart- trying to find out what was the matter” Just then Louise came in I merely nodded to her "How could you run out of gas when I know there was enough gas in the car before you left to get you farther than that?” His story about taking the engine to pieces looked plausible but I wondered why he was lying to me about the gas He seemed to flinch "Why— what do you mean?” “You Jcnow what I mean" I answered ‘‘Sort of planned it all didn’t you?” I faced them both Louise uttered a cry Her face ' flaming she burst out "You know - When Bruce was about two years old my brother Frank came He was going to staykll visit me summer and help me on my farm tor his board and a little aiftndlng e ' J tered the kitchen I Frank was washing a thick layer of grease from his hands A few spotsof dust and grease showed ojf his suit which was limp and When golden-haire- ERMEL’ -- "Maybe I do You seem sort of ready to defend him” I said She winced "What if I am? He’s your brother isn’t he? You might at least have a little faith in him —and me But you haven’t” "How can you expect me to when your actions don’t Justify it? You are always taking his part In arguments always saying he’s right and I’m wrong” "You lie and you know it How can you be so cruel as to accuse me of such things?” “Cruel am I? So that’s what you think of me? J’m not good enough for you” I remember saying It was the first really bitter quarrel I had ever had with her and it hurt me terribly I felt — degraded I felt fully convinced In my mind that I was right and the quarrel continued for several days till at last we quarreled so bitterly I could stand it no longer Feeling she no longer loved me I deter Provo mined to leave her I straightened my affairs around and signed the property over to her Then one night I hopped a freight out of town and I have ' been riding the rods ever since That all happened ten years ago Right after I left her I gradually quit caring for her At least I thought I did I hardened my heart against her but once in a while would momentarily my feelings love I became a hardened hobo break through the barrier I had made against them At those times a poignant longing would steal into my heart Then I would kid myself into thinking I was soft to let such thoughts enter my head After the first four or five years I felt that I had conquered the old traveling wherever my fancy dictated I visited every country in North and Central America and came to know every state In the union from top to bottom I rubbed elbows with all the "big shot” hoboes learning to know them intimately The wanderlust entered my heart and took the place of the old love I thought was dead Ohe day about a week ago I got kicked off a freight in the Rockies thirty miles from the nearest town “Hurry back to town” the conductor said as he made me jump off the moving freight I sat down and surveyed the sit- nation A thick gray curtain of clouds showed only a bright spot where the sun hung in the afternoon sky midway to its zenith Thunder clouds were beginning to hang low on the hills I decided haste was imperative ' After going about two miles along the track I came to the mouth of a canyon I looked apprehensively at the black clouds gathering in bunches around the' mountains A sign told me the next town was 28 miles away Then the storm came crashing down Searing flashes of lightning forged fleeting chains from the clouds to the earth I abandoned the open track for what shelter the aspens near by afforded The rain came down in such quantities that it seemed to crowd the air away leaving me to choke but I managed to breathe somehow I found a shallow depression in the side Of the hill and sat By Writers of This Section there shivering but the rain still beat upon me though in lessened Then I decided this quantities place would never do I was chilled to the bone and would have to find some shelter before night fell When night suddenly descended I was still vainly seeking & better shelter And by an hour or so later I was worn out groping about In the dark I was about to give up when I saw a faint glimmer of light through the trees When J reached it it turned out to be a log cabin I knocked at the door and sank exhausted on the doorstep When I regained consciousness' I was lying on a cot by a fireplace A very beautiful woman was bending over me the flicker of the firelight casting a halo around her golden hair and softening the soft curves of her face "Would you like some hot coffee?’’ My heart caught How like the voice of Louise! "If you would please” I man- aged to answer Then I noticed her husband playing with a little flaxen haired boy The soft laughter of man and child was beautiful music to my ear Something seemed to stir within my heart The woman returned with the coffee and made me let her feed It to me with a spoon "You poor fellow you must put some other clothes on while I mend these” She hurried out to find some clothing suitable After she had brought them and gone back the husband came over and helped me into them “You let me do the work” he admonished Ouided by his strong hands I was soon into them "You’d better go to sleep now You’ll need the rest” he told me But I could not Memories were crowding in on me filling my heart with the old longing The cry of a young baby roused me It came from a small crib which I had not yet noticed The mother took the child in her arms and began to sing to it her ‘ soft voice filling the room The song she sang was "Sweet and Low” "Sweet and low sweet and wind of the western sea" low Half-form- ed visions floated before my eyes Somehow her face and Louise’s seemed to mix "Low low breathe and blow wind of the western sea Over the rolling waters go Come from the dying moon and blow Blow him again to me ’ my little one while my pretty one sleeps” A mist passed before my eyes I could only hear the singer "Sleep and rest sleep and rest fathef will come to thee soon” Louise was speaking calling me back Her voice came floating over While the distance calling calling calling— ::Restj rest on mother’s breast Father will come to thee soon Father will come to his babe In the nest" I attempted to answer but X could not speak "Silver sails all out of the west Under the silver moon Sleep my little one sleep my preU ty one sleep" The voice trailed off into silence but it still lived in my mind I slept The ship of dreams carried me ever onward in search of Louise She was Just fleeting shadow always alluring but never quite within reach I awakened the next morning to find the golden haired boy standing and looking at me Hla blue eyes regarded me curiously while he stood gravely at attention "Haven’t you got a home mister? Mama says you ain't” My eyes became wet "I used to but I haven’t any more sonny” "Is your mama dead?” He cam ' a little ploaer “Yes she died a long time ago" "Have you got any little boys?" Suddenly I felt ashamed ’Yes" was all I could answer “Why ain’t you home with them?’’ I broke down and sobbed I decided then I was coming home and here I amMy name 1s Joel Spencer He lay back spent from the tell- ing of the story The station agent arose’ from his seat and paced the floor His face a powerful emotional struggle going on within him He unbuttoned his shirt and pulled out showed a small golden locket He opened gazed at it & moment Suddenly he went over to the old man and bent over him "Father” It and The man slowly opened his eye "I’m your son Bruce Spencer!” "Son!” was all the father could say All else was muffled In the embrace Finally the father asked brokenly “Where is your— your mother?" “She —she — has gone on” “Thank God I’ll soon be with her!” “Her last words were of you faShe said 'Tell hint if ha ever comes home that I’ll be waiting for him there’ " ther SOME FURTHER NOTES ON CURRENT LITERARY MATTERS Malthusian Theory Utah Firs t U t ah L aws Ref lect Sioux Chieftain Struggle TI o Dis proven: Instead ole T "xu iiuw Verse-Writer- With Whites Reconsidered By WALLACE S STEGNER NEW SOURCES OF INDIAN HISTORY By Stanley Vestal Publisher The University of Oklahoma Press Norman Okla Those who try honestly to know the American Indian as he was and not r romantic or prejudiced report has made him will welcome this new work by Stanley Vestal who as W S Campbell has been professor of English at the University of Oklahoma since 1915 and who was Oklahoma’s first Rhodes scholar The book comes as a kind of complebition to Mr Vestal’a highly-praiseography “Sitting Bull” and is composed ot materials for which room could not be found in the earlier book It is called a miscellany and from the llandpoint of structure mast be considered as such since it Is made up ot letters reports of Army and Indian Bureau officials and personal reminis- renccs of mainly Sioux The effect of the book is not scattered however it forms together with the preceding biography a very complete of the Sioux naend honest tion during the stirring years of its struggle with the whites Its portraits ot great Sioux chieftain are vivid and Intimate While one canbias not mistake the obvious of the work neither can one avoid the conclusion that the opinions advanced are the result of honest research and critical appraisal of facts Mr Vestal's familiarity with Indians and his personal friend'hip with such famous chiefs as White Bull One Bull and others adds poetic feeling lo a book already rich in facts One feels justified In believing and feeling with a man who has lived close to Indiana all his life and who spent six years of intensive work gaining their friendship so that he might wrte Sioux history from the Soux Standpoint Perhaps half the work Is devoted to the documents bearing upon the death of Sitting Bull at the hands of Indian police In 1890 These papers impartially presented indicate very clearly that Sitting Bull was not the trouble-mak'-- r he was called that he was actua Iv a chief with the best Interests of his tribe at heart and 4 that he died not as victim of personal pialice or as a sinner against peace and order but because his own wise plans for the Ilunkpapa and the Sioux at large were too fair and to be ai proved by a grasping exploitative Indian Bureau Major McLaughlin agent at Standing Rock was one of the best in the country but even he was too much the Indian Bureau’s man to allow a native chief to rule on his own leservation Probably unfairly he blamed Sitting Bull for the Ghost Dance craze an I sent the police to arrest him A fight started in which the old chief had ho hand whatever and Sitting Bull was Ihot in cold blood to prevent his escape Oter documents are letters from the cross-sectio- “crank" woman Mrs' Welden at one time suspected of wanting’!® marry Sib ting Bull and who painted him in oil four separata times reminiscences of Sioux warriors a chapter on Sitting Bull's sojourn in Canada stones of brutal and unprovoked attacks made on the ’Sioux after they had surrendered and ” letters selected from the chiefs these last from a Georgla-cracke- r humorously warns him to keep -- the peace or Georgia will move up en masse and take him apart and closes with love to Mrs Sitting Bull and “all the other cows" ‘ Finally a section is devoted to testimonials of army officers to the effect that Sioux warriors were the “best cavalry on earth” actually far better soldiers than any white detachments aent against them Mr Vestal's picture may perhaps put” the Sioux in too kindly a light but unquestionably there is need for such a book in order to counteract all the lies romantic tales bugaboo atories and fearsome myths that have surrounded the Sioux from the day of Custer's death It is in the main authentic beyond doubt and is moreover fascinating reading “fan-mail- On)f NEW CHINESE TALE Elizabeth Foreman Lewis winner In 1913 of the John Newberry prize for her “Young Fu of the Upper Yangtze” w hich was also a selection of the Junior Literary Guild has another story of Chinese youth on the autumn list g Gul of New China” is to be published by John C Winston company Critics who have seen the manuscript hail it a even betler than her former story n lite-lon- g public-spirite- d “Ho-Min- Under Population Castiwav” a book by James Gould Cozzens issue of Random House an edition designed bv Robert Josephy This new novel bv the author of “The Last Adam" is a store of the weird adventures of a man locked by himself in a huge y city department tlore told after the manner of Bierc or Poe new-is a r nine-stor- Carleton Beals has a new’ book on the November Lippmcott This is a book on Peru titled “Fire on the Andes" Other titles of the month are: “White Python” a novel of Tibetan adventure by Mark Channuig and “Winter Diversions of a Gardener" written by Richardson Wright ht A new novel by Pearl Buck is announced by” the John Day Company for publication in eailv January Its title is to be "A IfbuV Divided Archibald Gordon Miedonoll the w it tv Scotsman w ho an ived in Amn ira last month to look us over is to have new humorous novel “How Like an A v ilv — Corporate Life of Pioneers -- THE TWILIGHT OF PARENTHOOD By Enid Charles M 'A Ph D W W Norton & Co Inc New York City In these present days the consequences of Malthus doctrine of a menacing overpopulaftion whose essence was that the human race tends to reproduce to the limits of available sustenance are being recognized in the greater social problem which faces the world—a 'i threat of underpopulated iristead as Dr Enid Charles’ book is purposed to show Dr Charles a biologist of broad training has gone into her subject deeply and extensive research has brought together all the latest scientific findings on population problem The Malthusian theory failed to take into account man's own capacity for controlling the growth of human population That society In seeking to relieve poverty by prevention of reproduction among the poor has “moulded the destiny of a civilization which has lost the power to reproduce itself" is the view the author sets forth bringing facts statistics scientific data to its support It is her aim to make understandable to the layman three factor that have recently assumed overwhelming importance in the population problem has First science brought about a technical revolution in the matter of food production materially increasing man's control of the earth's productive possibilities 'through mastery of limiting physical agencies by elimination of competitive species and improvement of the essential species Second new statistical methods for the determining of the reproductive capacity of a population correcting fallacies concerning birth and death rates and thirdly the large results of recent research into conditions affecting human fertility and Pub-lishe- The Literary Almanac - ni- A ‘ s in th the MacMillan His tour of America will exspring tend fiom rtwfd to coast and one may look for a book on America to match his pungent “Fngland Their England" which appeared a year ago Angel” on li-- ‘Joshua Todd” the new novel bv Fulton Oursler announced by Farrar and Rinehart has been postponed until January the publisheis believing it of special importance and designing to make it one ot the big novels of their spring releases An important Revnal A-- Hitchcovk November book Is Admiral Sir Herbert Richmond's work on “Sea Power in the Modern Woi Id” It predicts that “if the doctunes which today appear to dominate naval police thioughout the world aie acceped there can- be no ooubt whati-ve- r tint nr wvs ahead mcreo-c- x must bung m naval expenditures The admiral has written with the 1935 naval conference in mind Before th holidays arrive If plans of the arts and letters division of th Utah Academy of Science Arts and Letters materialize an extensive cbUectaom of the work of Utah poets will be published according to Professor H R Merrill who with Elsie Taimiage Brandi ey as is compiling the vol-u- n The book whioh is to be of approximately 320 pages and to represent 100 or more poets is to appear under the sponsorship of the Academy The volume has been in preparation for some time and is meant to statewide in chaiacter inclusive rather than exclusive “If any writer of verse o Utah birth or reasonable residence in the state has not furnished biographical data for the book especially if he has had verse published in any magazine or newspaper” Dr Merrill stated "the editors would be glad to have such person oommunicaite with them promptly as they wish to get the book out before Chris-tmas-” This is a project that has long been tinder contemplation by the Academy in whose membership a large number of Utah's writers are included Such an anthology would be of real interest as it will in the form representing planned by the editors the status of poetry in the state reduction of mortality whioh indicate a declining population m all the Western world with the exception of Russia In her survey of the authoritative data concerning this “retreat from parenthood” — which naturally constitutes rather heavy reading for the general reader — she notes: “The most novel and significant fact which has emerged is the very low growth capacity of the more highly industrialized nations ” And adds “No change in the risk of death short ot a recipe for immortality can avert ultimate extinction if fertility remains at its present low leveL” It being the task of science to pre- ecribe as well as to predict Dr' Charles lias considered "a planned ecology” to n pet this critical situation toward which her data points Probing the new social conditions affecting this reluctant attitude toward parenthood—the economic children burden housing represent problems woman’s exodus from the home higher standards of living ("choice between a Ford and a babv is usually made in favor of the Ford”)— sne finds that “positive economic inducement” is necessary to reinstate parenthood Among devices that have been adopted is a system of family allowance which she finds- hopeful except that the estimate are too low She believes the need is a foam of society m which the “child would be reinstated as a functional unit in a planned ecology " While th idea will undoubtedly come as a sho k to readers accustomed to western ideas concerning “child labor” nev erthele-KDr Charles’ views demand Her conclusions exj ennsid at on puvsrd uili tone aoef pungenrv are'rf importance to those interested in problem of economics and the perpetuatua of soc-el- y - (Continued From Preceding Pace) Used and that the duty ot the fence viewer ij “to examine fences and if not in lawful condition to notify owner who if fails to repair it report condition to city council and the fence shall be repaired at the cost of the owner” From the beginning the pioneers took every precaution to prevent the outbreak of fires Then as today many fires were caused by an overaccumulation of soot in the chimneys To eliminate this peril it was ordained that “AH persons owning or occupying honses within said city areto hereby required to clean or cause be cleaned the chimneys belonging to such houses in which a fire is used at interval not exceeding ix months” In 1858 the first fire department was organized “There be and hereby is appropriated out of th city treasury the aum of $500 out of any monies not otherwise appropriated for the pur- - pose ot! assisting to purchase a fir engine” At the same time a company was organized “to be known by the name of the ‘Deseret Hook and Ladder ComNo 1 and shall be required to remove their implement to the place pany of fire and operate under the direction of a chief engineer" The law and ordinance drafted by the pioneers of Utah show simplicity of construction and sincerity of purpose They were the result of th need of the community a expreseed through the will of the people for thi reason the people lived up to them and a wholesome respect for law and order wu created November By Fava K Parker It Is Spring today in the Argentinel The pampas don a newer green (My love is there!) Tis Autumn here in this northern town Streets are drab and the hills are brown (She has golden Dead hair) wither and hopes grow cold Winds are chilly and skies are old— leaves v (O a rose to Weail) It is Spring in the Argentine today my Love is half a world away— Would I were theie! And In spite of the charge of mawkish sentimentality some critic brought against it it seems that James Hilton Mr Chips” is claiming more end more readers An eighth printing has been necessarv And it is being enthusiastically received in England '“Good-b- y Stop that pounding — "Ben-Ga- y" penetrates muscle skin joints Rill those neuralgia and head pain " the original Blame with Analgetiqne Just rub on a generone quantity No matter how far in tha pain will find it— will stay in i ” the pain area— and rout it! 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