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-177-seems to be emblematic of unbridled licence and an insignia for lawhating and anarchy, like the black flag it represents everything that is repulsive LENINE FLEES TO FINLAND

here I am snug as a bug in a rug on this third day of October. It was Sunday I went over and got hit in the left leg with a machinegun bul et above the knee. I am in a base hospital and very comfortable. I am writing with my left hand as my right one is under my head STOCK MARKET STRONG BUT NARROW

Some day I'm going to murder the bugler

Some day they're going to find him dead

I'll dislocate his reveille

And step upon it heavily

And spend

the rest of my life in bed

A HOOSIER QUIXOTE

Hibben, Paxton, journalist, Indiandpolis, Ind., Dec. 5, 1880, s. Thomas Entrekin and Jeannie Merrill (Ketcham) H.; A.B. Princeton 1903, A.M. Harvard 1904

Thinking men were worried in the middle west in

the years Hibben was growing up there, something was wrong with the American Republic, was it the Gold

Standard, Privilege, The Interests, Wal Street?

The rich were getting richer, the poor were getting poorer, smal farmers were being squeezed out, work-ingmen were working twelve hours a day for a bare living; profits were for the rich, the law was for the rich, the cops were for the rich; was it for that the pilgrims had bent their heads

-178-into the storm, fil ed the fleeing Indians with slugs out of their blunderbusses and worked the stony farms of New England;

was it for that the pioneers had crossed the Appa-lachians, long squirrelauns slung across lean backs,

a fistful of corn in the pocket of the buckskin vest, was it for that the Indiana farmboys had turned out to shoot down Johnny Reb and make the black man

free?

Paxton Hibben was a smal cantankerous boy, son

of one of the best families (the Hibbens had a whole-sale dry goods business in Indianapolis); in school the rich kids didn't like him because he went around with the poor kids and the poor kids didn't like him because his folks were rich,

but he was the star pupil of Short Ridge High

ran the paper,

won al the debates.

At Princeton he was the young col egian, editor

of the Tiger, drank a lot, didn't deny that he ran around after girls, made a bril iant scholastic record and was a thorn in the flesh of the godly. The natural course for a bright young man of his class and position was to study law, but Hibben wanted travel and romance á la Byron and de Musset,

wel groomed adventures in foreign lands,

so

as his family was one of the best in Indiana and

friendly with Senator Beveridge he was gotten a post in the diplomatic service: 3rd see and 2nd see American Embassy St. Peters- burg and Mexico City 1905-6, see Legation and Chargé

d'affaires, Bogotá, Colombia, 1908-9; Then Hague and

-179- Luxemburg 1909-12, Santiago de Chile 1912 (re- tired). Pushkin for de Musset; St. Petersburg was a young

dude's romance:

goldencrusted spires under a platinum sky,

the icegrey Neva flowing swift and deep under

bridges that jingled with sleighbel s;

riding home from the Islands with the Grand

Duke's mistress, the most beautiful most amorous singer of Neapolitan streetsongs; staking a pile of rubles in a tal room glittering

with chandeliers, monocles, diamonds dripped on white shoulders;

white snow, white tableclothes, white sheets,

Kakhetian wine, vodka fresh as newmown hay,

Astrakhan caviar, sturgeon, Finnish salmon, Lapland ptarmigan, and the most beautiful women in the world; but it was 1905, Hibben left the embassy one night and saw a flare of red against the trampled snow of the Nevsky

and red flags,

blood frozen in the ruts, blood trickling down the

cartracks;

he saw the machineguns on the balconies of the

Winter Palace, the cossacks charging the unarmed

crowds that wanted peace and food and a little freedom, heard the throaty roar of the Russian Marseil aise; some stubborn streak in the old American blood

flared in revolt, he walked the streets al night with the revolutionists, got in wrong at the embassy

and was transferred to Mexico City where there

was no revolution yet, only peons and priests and the stil ness of the great volcanos. The Cientificos made him a member of the jockey

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