The Centre reporter. (Centre Hall, Pa.) 1871-1940, June 29, 1916, Image 7

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Eugenic scientists say like
produces like, and that while
environment has an influence
in the development of a child it
does not materially alter inher
ited temperament. Old Man
% Sheridan and Mrs. Sheridan
lived entirely in the material
world. Bibbs, their youngest
son, is a dreamer,
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CO Ta T OTT ele Tee Te Tee eee Te ee
CHAPTER I.
—
There is a midland city in the heart
of fair, open country, a dirty and won-
derful city nesting dingily in the fog
of its own smoke. The stranger must
feel the dirt before he feels the won-
der, for the dirt will be upon hi
stantly. At a breeze
in whirlpools of dust, and if he should
decline at any time to inhale the smoke
fhe has the meager alternative of sul-
cide.
Not quite so long ago as a genera
Se 0 0 0 0 eee
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an.
See
wv
ata
4
y
Im in
he must smother
city: there was but a pleasant big town
of neighborly people who had under
standing of one another
But there was a spirit abroad in the
land, and it was strong here as else-
where—a'spirit that had moved in the
depths of the ) and la
bored there, sweating, till it stirred the
surface, the and
emerged, tangible the
god of all good American hearts—Big-
ness. And so the place Aud
grew strong.
The Sheridan buildin
gest
company i
and Sheridan himself has
gest | and
and buster under
from a
the beginning
had gone up
and rel
time
American soll
rove mountains,
and monstrous,
grew it
g was the big
Trust
kind,
been the t
and
skyscraper: the Sheridan
was the of its
Me
$y
Histor
He had
yailder
come country
of the
and down
of
tpses {
he went dow:
tittle higher
of ove
not de
possible,
mer in
himself
under his
it fi
safe.”
unabated,
rw ork
Tensed
of recuperat
pen
wi
the
on
feet;
But
for it
and grew
He was the city
it, calling it God's «
the
dingy
w
top,
and
his
]
of him
smoke Prosperity
cloud with
as Hie
langhe
He Called the Smoke Prosperity,
ngainst it. "Smokes what brings your
husbands’ money home on
night,” he told them jovially ‘You go
home and ask your husbands what
stoke puts in their pockets out o' the
pay roll—and you'll come around next
time to zet me to turn out more smoke
instead o' Chokin' it om!”
It was Narcissism in him to love the
eity 80 well; he saw his reflection in
it: and, like it. he was grimy,
careless, rich, strong, and
ably optimistie,
beile his city
fo the world, sov
fly to be—in spite of his son Bibbs
the finest family tu the world, As a
tnaiter of fact, be knew nothing worth
knowing about either,
Bibbs Sheridan was a musing sort
of boy, poor In health, and considered
the fallure-~the "odd one”-—of the
family. Born during that most danger.
ous and anxious of the early years,
fie was an ilbnourished baby, and
ew mengerly, only
thrangh feeble childiiood, At hia
christonlng be was «1 for life
Saturday
unquench-
i
commit
fo
“Bibbs
imagination
it
strong
through
mother's
mainly
on his
wis
pit
name,
it
her maiden she
affection
though
had
no for
veliemen
vith
requested with unwonted
to be allowed to exchange names
his older br lo :
Sheridan, 16 oldies
coe Conkling
ther
or with ti
being refused
il re
And
re-
a
the
still
Removed nd
»d upstairs, he maintained a eryp
a
under
who
Sheridan, Jr, and upon
nt down into the
Wi
mained there the rest
1
Hesse nding toward dusk
had
that
ie cook
ported that he vanished: but
{ search res ealed he was In
completely covered and
by force a
demeanor,
of
syl
refusing to utter
je even the
explanation,
This obvious thi
mystery to both
nonplused,
and the
son as a stubborn and mysterious fool,
ne iy
wis
ents: the mother
to trac ud
regarded 1
a
was
ny
par
f
failed ©
connect; father is
an impression not effaced as the years
| went by.
At twenty-two Bibbs was physical
than scaffolding
i man, waiting for the building to be
inside—a long-shanked, long-f:
youth, sallow and hollow and
dark-haired and dark-eyed
peculiar expression of
indeed, at
lan seemed upon the point of
gaze, not
led h
ly
no the outer f
more
rin reed
a counte
first
he
slight] longer
srt h
mirth, was
Hibbs
life
v
reven as is
buat never, on any o¢
in his her laughed aloud
it
«it
} FT wept
i i
He
1
}
i
was
At
confirmed
“disappointment” t
th
tae
a 0 H
least that was parent's
and established
»r his first attempt to make
nn" of the bo
}
THE CENTRE REPORTER, CENTRE
HALL, PA.
h
il
she i
d
move rapidly through
distriet” neighboring
“Mother sald she'd
men it their doin’ | morning”
well
t got all BOYS
and worth their sait, why, I have |
to keep my mind on Jim and Roscoe |
ind forget about Bibbs.” i
Mrs, Nl tossed head
fully pillow d
a8 they began
the
the
“whole
witnt
hard
her
y
she
hed
proachin’ yourself for it
He 1 at her indignantly
Mf snorted ‘1 ain't
of the Kind! What In |t
ime oo goodness wonld 1 want to |
fi And it
r It was
erida fret
the
best you could, papa,”
n
the | be througt
d
impa
tipon mi
anid
tnd
I Ww
mntry h
it
wouldn't keep
“Ile any YL] SORURS 8B many
tiently, “so come to re Patron 4 . en they
glares
proachin' m he
doin’
the n
invthing
my aplf
I
best any body conld
wasn't |
the | «
was givin® him
reproach nr?
could. eit}
[
what
the ‘hest 1
a chance to show was in him and |
3
ne
himself
of
“ts
make a man and here he |
goes and g nervous dyspepsia’ on
me!”
He
fixture,
old-fashioned
the
morosely
the
out
mt to
turned
way into bed,
“What?” wife
i
bothered by a subsequent mum!
Kas
ght, and mut
tered his
sald his crossly, |
ling.
“More lke hookworm, I sald,” he ex
“I don't
pinined louder
what
speaking
know y do with him!"
CHAPTER IL.
at and
the
Beginning
from
thg beginning
ground a
for Bibbs at sanita
milk and “zwieback”
f instru and
and tiresome
redd near
k
earning ap Was
1
ne
Ong
he
ns
the
be
he basis o tion;
months were many
fore he was conside enough
leaning |
1
i
graduation to
on a nurse and a cane » and sub
sequent months saw Pp the
tion of the new
to that
INNIGg,
bullding and the con
*
abode of
Bibbs was brought when
ithonut 1 1g *
ae nurse
port
supj
Bibbs
tho
the
thin
Y
I
eturned, in
f: 8 4dr
when Bibbs tried to speak quickly
travelers from
wk well!
"i
ome” - 1
att, Willcom
» i
“But etter,” he
“| Didn't Have Any
awl that was a8 nec iy
Up to about a month |
{ 1
rar it te
an
Hse 1
0
t got ied Yon
find
¥
oy don’ 3
i
Kk
over, and that r
pe
cent of the = i know are
either won ’
“Hones again, drowsily
“son better come to bed.”
“Look at the other boys.” her hue
band bade her. “Look at Jim and Ros
Look at how they work. Right
there isn’t a harder-workin’, |
brighter business man in this city than
Jim. [I've pushed him, but he give me
something to push against. You can't |
push dyspepsia” And look
at Roscoe: just look at what that boy's
done for himself. and barely twenty. |
seven years old-—married, got a fine |
wife, and ready to build for himself |
with his own money when | put up the
new house for you and Edie.”
“Papn, you'll eateh cold in Your bare
feet,” she murmured “You'd better |
come to hed.”
“And I'm just as proud of Edie, for |
{a girl,” he continued, emphatically, “as
I am of Jim and Roscoe for boys.
She'll make some man a mighty good |
wife when the time comes. She's the
prettiest and talentedest girl In the |
United States! 1 tell you I'm mighty |
proud o' them three children! But
Bibbs" He paused, shak'ug lis}
bead. “Honest, mamma, wien | talk |
en or losfera
she
Yes, ma'am?”
said
Oe,
now
‘uervous
}
uer
lo any
Mamma
tion today
NCAINST THE BACKGROUND
OF A GREAT CITY BLACK
WITH THE SMOKE AND
FILLED WITH THE TURMOIL
OF MANUFACTURING, MR.
TARKINGTON HAS DRAWN
FOR US THE PORTRAITS OF A
MAN AND HIS SON WHO
STAND OUT BOLDLY AS DIS.
TINCT AMERICAN TYPES AND
MAKE THIS STORY WHAT IT
IS—NOT ONLY A STORY OF
BIGNESS, BUT THE BIGGEST
STORY OF TODAY.
ighborhood coming
and
f
House ware
vaa3ty ] go hint
Panis out
inds, She's
firet enor
minting
vanished
Kept
Ww
Hi
} $ }
UR wie wt her
Asly
he
then
yg
i
boarding
thie
hat isn’t for shops,” she informed
| him Fhat’'s a
i the ‘Sheridan
well,” he murmured
{ Rheridan’ was almost
enough known bere already.”
“Oh, we're well enough known
about!” she said, impatiently. “1 guess
there isn't a man, woman, child or nig
| ger baby in town that doesn’t know
who we are. But we aren't in with
the right people.”
I “No!” he exclaimed.
that?
“You know what I mean: the best
people, the old families—the people
that have the real social position in
| this town and that know they've got
£1 A
, Bibbs engaged in his silent chuckle
again; he seemed highly amused. “1
thought that the people who actually
had the real whatdoyon-eallit didn't
know MH.” he sald. “I've always under
stood that it was very unsatisfactory,
becanse if you thought about it you
didn’t have it, and If you had it you
didn’t know It.”
“That's just bosh.” she retorted
“They know it in this town, all right!
new
papas
Well
posed
apartments.’
“1 sup
well
“Who's ali
a
HARPER $i BROTHERS
| “Papa Had Never Even Heard of the
Name of Vertrees.”
cham
Dan’l Boone's the
they will call
“Papa knows what a break he made
with Mrs. Vertrees. | made him un
derstand that,” said Edith, demurely,
‘and he's promised to try and meet
Mr. Vertrees and be nice to him. Bob.
by Lamborn told Sibyl he was going
to bring his mother to call on her and
on mamma, but it was weeks ago. and
I notice he hasn't done it; and If Mrs.
un ws that
or
=
Vertrees decides not to know us, I'm
darn sure Mrs. Lamhorn "1! never
come. That's one thing Sibyl didn't
manage!" She said Bobby offered to
bring his mother."
“You say he is a friend of Roscoe's?”
Bibbs asked
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How will Edith use Bibbs in
her efforts to “get thick” with
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Do you think Bibbs will
the aristocratic old families
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