Caraway Street, with which he had not previously24 been familiar, proved to be a quaint25 little channel of old brick houses, leading into the bonfire of the summer sunset. There was nothing to distinguish number 1316 from its neighbors. He rang the bell, and there ensued a rapid clicking in the lock, indicating that the latch26 had been released by some one within. He pushed the door open, and entered.
He had a curious sensation of having stepped into an old Flemish painting. The hall in which he stood was cool and rather dark, though a bright refraction of light tossed from some upper window upon a tall mirror filled the shadow with broken spangles. Through an open doorway27 at the rear was the green glimmer28 of a garden. In front of him was a mahogany sideboard. On its polished top lay two books, a box of cigars, and a cut glass decanter surrounded by several glasses. In the decanter was a pale yellow fluid which held a beam of light. The house was completely silent.
Somewhat abashed29, he removed his hat and stood irresolute30, expecting some greeting. But nothing happened. On a rack against the wall he saw a gray uniform coat like that which Mr. Quimbleton had worn in the Balloon office, and a similar gray cap with the silver monogram31. He glanced at the books. One was The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam, the other was a Bible, open at the second chapter of John. He was looking curiously32 at the decanter when a voice startled him.
"Dandelion wine!" it said. "Will you have a glass?"
He turned and saw an old gentleman with profuse33 white hair and beard tottering34 into the hall.
"Glad to see you, Mr. Bleak," said the latter. "I was expecting you."
"You are very kind," said the editor. "I fear you have the advantage of me—I was told that Walt Whitman died in 1892—"
"Nonsense!" wheezed35 the other with a senile chuckle36. He straightened, ripped off his silver fringes, and appeared as the stalwart Quimbleton himself.
"Forgive my precautions," he said. "I am surrounded by spies. I have to be careful. Should some of my enemies learn that old Mr. Monkbones of Caraway Street is the same as Virgil Quimbleton of the Happiness Corporation, my life wouldn't be worth—well, a glass of gooseberry brandy. Speaking of that, have a little of the dandelion wine." He pointed37 to the decanter.
Bleak poured himself a glass, and watched his host carefully resume the hoary38 wig39 and whiskers. They passed into the garden, a quiet green enclosure surrounded by brick walls and bright with hollyhocks and other flowers. It was overlooked by a quaint jumble40 of rear gables, tall chimneys and white-shuttered dormer windows.
"Do you play croquet?" asked Quimbleton, showing a neat pattern of white hoops41 fixed42 in the shaven turf. "If so, we must have a game after supper. It's very agreeable as a quiet relaxation43."
Mr. Bleak was still trying to get his bearings. To see this robust44 creature gravely counterfeiting45 the posture46 of extreme old age was almost too much for his gravity. There was a bizarre absurdity47 in the solemn way Quimbleton beamed out from his frosty and fraudulent shrubbery. Something in the air of the garden, also, seemed to push Bleak toward laughter. He had that sensation which we have all experienced—an unaccountable desire to roar with mirth, for no very definite cause. He bit his lip, and sought rigorously for decorum.
"Upon my soul," he said, "This is the most fragrant48 garden I ever smelt49. What is that delicious odor in the air, that faint perfume—?"
"That subtle sweetness?" said Quimbleton, with unexpected drollery50.
"Exactly," said Bleak. "That abounding51 and pervasive52 aroma—"
"That delicate bouquet—?"
"Quite so, that breath of myrrh—"
"That balmy exhalation—?"
Bleak wondered if this was a game. He tried valiantly53 to continue. "Precisely," he said, "That quintessence of—"
He could coerce54 himself no longer, and burst into a yell of laughter.
"Hush55!" said Quimbleton, nervously56. "Some one may be watching us. But the fragrance57 of the garden is something I am rather proud of. You see, I water the flowers with champagne58."
"With champagne!" echoed Bleak. "Good heavens, man, you'll get penal59 servitude."
"Nonsense!" said Quimbleton. "The Eighteenth Amendment60 says that intoxicating61 liquors may not be manufactured, sold or transported FOR BEVERAGE62 PURPOSES. Nothing is said about using them to irrigate63 the garden. I have a friend who makes this champagne himself and gives me some of it for my rose-beds. If you spray the flowers with it, and then walk round and inhale64 them, you get quite a genial65 reaction. I do it principally to annoy Bishop66 Chuff. You see, he lives next door."
"Bishop Chuff of the Pan-Antis?"
"Yes," said Quimbleton—"but don't shout! His garden adjoins this. He has a periscope67 that overlooks my quarters. That's why I have to wear this disguise in the garden. I think he's getting a bit suspicious. I manage to cause him a good deal of suffering with the fizz fumes68 from my garden. Jolly idea, isn't it?"
Bleak was aghast at the temerity69 of the man. Bishop Chuff, the fanatical leader of the Anti-Everything League—jocosely known as the Pan-Antis—was the most feared man in America. It was he whose untiring organization had forced prohibition70 through the legislatures of forty States—had closed the golf links on Sundays—had made it a misdemeanor to be found laughing in public. And here was this daring Quimbleton, living at the very sill of the lion's den15.
"By means of my disguise," whispered Quimbleton, "I was able to make a pleasant impression on the Bishop. One evening I went to call on him. I took the precaution to eat a green persimmon beforehand, which distorted my features into such a malignant72 contraction73 of pessimism74 and misanthropy that I quite won his heart. He accepted an invitation to play croquet with me. That afternoon I prepared the garden with a deluge75 of champagne. The golden drops sparkled on every rose-petal: the lawn was drenched76 with it. After playing one round the Bishop was gloriously inflamed77. He had to be carried home, roaring the most unseemly ditties. Since then, as I say, he has grown (I fear) a trifle suspicious. But let us have a bite of supper."
More than once, as they sat under a thickly leafy grape arbor78 in the quiet green enclosure, Bleak had to pinch himself to confirm the witness of his senses. A table was delicately spread with an agreeable repast of cold salmon79, asparagus salad, fruits, jellies, and whipped creams. The flagon of dandelion vintage played its due part in the repast, and Mr. Bleak began to entertain a new respect for this common flower of which he had been unduly80 inappreciative. Although the trellis screened them from observation, Quimbleton seemed ill at ease. He kept an alert gaze roving about him, and spoke81 only in whispers. Once, when a bird lighted in the foliage82 behind them, causing a sudden stir among the leaves, his shaggy beard whirled round with every symptom of panic. Little by little this apprehension83 began to infect the journalist also. At first he had hardly restrained his mirth at the sight of this burly athlete framed in the bush of Santa Claus. Now he began to wonder whether his escapade had been consummated84 at too great a risk.
That old-fashioned quarter of the city was incredibly still. As the light ebbed85 slowly, and broad blue shadows crept across the patch of turf, they sat in a silence broken only by the wiry cheep of sparrows and the distant moan of trolley86 cars. The arrows of the decumbent sun gilded87 the ripening88 grapes above them. Suddenly there were two loud bangs and a vicious whistle sang through the arbor. Broken twigs89 eddied90 down upon the table cloth.
"Spotted91 mackerel!" cried Bleak. "Is some one shooting at us?"
Quimbleton reappeared presently from under the table. "All serene," he said. "We're safe now. That was only Chuff. Every night about this time he comes out on his back gallery and enjoys a little sharp-shooting. He's a very good shot, and picks off the grapes that have ripened92 during the day. There were only two that were really purple this evening, so now we can go ahead. Unless he should send over a raiding party, we're all right."
The editor solaced93 himself with another beaker of the dandelion wine and they finished their meal in thoughtful silence.
"Mr. Bleak," said the other at last, "it was something more than mere94 desire to give you a pleasant surprise that led me to your office this afternoon. Have you leisure to listen? Good! Please try one of these cigars. If, while I am talking, you should hear any one moving in the garden, just tap quietly on the table. Tell me, have you, before to-day, ever heard of the Corporation for the Perpetuation95 of Happiness?"
"Never," replied Bleak, kindling96 a magnifico of remarkably97 rich, mild flavor.
"That is as I expected," rejoined Quimbleton. "We have campaigned incognito98, partly by choice and partly (let me be candid) by necessity. But the time is come when we shall have to appear in the open. The last great struggle is on, and it can no longer be conducted in the dark. In the course of my remarks I may be tempted99 to forget our present perils100. I beg of you, if you hear any sounds that seem suspicious, to notify me instantly."
"Pardon me," said Bleak, a little uneasily; "it was my intention to catch the 9.30 train for Mandrake Park."
The fantastic cascade101 of false white hair wagged gravely in the dusk.
"My dear sir," said Quimbleton solemnly, "I fancy you are to be gratified by a far higher destiny than catching102 the 9.30. Do me the honor of filling your glass. But be careful not to clink the decanter against the tumbler. There is every probability that vigilant103 ears are on the alert."
There was a brief silence, and Bleak wondered (a trifle wildly) if he were dreaming. The cigar on the opposite side of the little table glowed rosily104 several times, and then Quimbleton's voice resumed, in a deep undertone.
"It is necessary to tell you," he said, "that the Corporation was founded a number of years ago, long before the events of the fatal year 1919 and the Eighteenth Amendment to the Constitution. The incident of this afternoon may have caused you to think that what is vulgarly called booze is the chief preoccupation of our society. That is not so. We were organized at first simply to bring merriment and good cheer into the lives of those who have found the vexations of modern life too trying. In our early days we carried on an excellent (though unsystematic) guerilla warfare105 against human suffering.
"In this (let me admit it frankly) we were to a great degree selfish. As you are aware, the essence of humor is surprise: we found a delicious humor in our campaign of surprising woebegone humanity in moments of crisis. For instance, we used to picket106 the railway terminals to console commuters who had just missed their trains. We found it uproariously funny to approach a perspiring107 suburbanite108, who had missed the train (let us say) to Mandrake Park, and to press upon him, with the compliments of the Corporation, some consolatory109 souvenir—a box of cigars, perhaps, or a basket of rare fruit. Housewives, groaning110 over their endless routine of bathing the baby, ordering the meals, sweeping111 the floors and so on, would be amazed by the sudden appearance of one of our deputies, in the service uniform of gray and silver, equipped with vacuum cleaner and electric baby-washing machine, to take over the domestic chores for one day. The troubles of lovers were under our special care. We saw how much anguish112 is caused by the passion of jealousy113. Many an engaged damsel, tempted to mild escapade in some perfumed conservatory114, found her heart chilled by the stern eye of a uniformed C.P.H. agent lurking115 behind a potted hydrangea. We hired bands of urchins116 to make faces at evil old men who plate-glass themselves in the windows of clubs. Many a husband, wondering desperately117 which hat or which tie to select, has been surprised by the appearance of one of our staff at his elbow, tactfully pointing out which article would best harmonize with his complexion118 and station in life. Ladies who insisted on overpowdering their noses were quietly waylaid119 by one of our matrons, and the excess of rice-dust removed. A whole shipload of people who persisted in eating onions were gathered (without any publicity120) into a concentration camp, and in company with several popular comedians121, deported122 to a coral atoll. I could enumerate123 thousands of such instances. For several years we worked in this unassuming way, trying to add to the sum of human happiness."
Quimbleton's white beard shone with a pinkish brightness as he inhaled124 heavily on his cigar.
"Now, Mr. Bleak," he went on, "I come to you because we need your help. We can no longer maintain a light-hearted sniping campaign on the enemies of human happiness. This is a death struggle. You are aware that Chuff and his legions are planning a tremendous parade for to-morrow. You know that it will be the most startling demonstration125 of its kind ever arranged. One hundred thousand pan-antis will parade on the Boulevard, with a hundred brass126 bands, led by the Bishop himself on his coal black horse. Do you know the purpose of the parade?"
"In a general way," said Bleak, "I suppose it is to give publicity to the prohibition cause."
"They have kept their malign71 scheme entirely127 secret," said Quimbleton. "You, as a newspaper man, should know it. Does the (so-called) cause of prohibition require publicity? Nonsense! Prohibition is already in effect. The purpose of the parade is to undermine the splendid work our Corporation has been doing for the past two years. As soon as the fatal amendment was passed we set to work to teach people how to brew128 beverages129 of their own, in their own homes. As you know, very delicious wine may be made from almost every vegetable and fruit. Potatoes, tomatoes, rhubarb, currants, blackberries, gooseberries, raisins130, apples—all these are susceptible132 of fermentation, transforming their juices into desirable vintages. We specialized133 on such beverages. We printed and distributed millions of recipes. Chuff countered by passing laws that no printed recipes could circulate through the mails. We had motion pictures filmed, showing the eager public how to perform these simple and cheering processes. Chuff thereupon had motion pictures banned. He would abolish the principle of fermentation itself if he could.
"We composed a little song-recipe for dandelion wine, sending thousands of minstrels to sing it about the country until the people should memorize it. Now Chuff threatens to forbid singing and the memorizing of poetry. At this moment he has fifty thousand zealots working in the countryside collecting and burning dandelion seeds so as to reduce the crop next spring.
"The purpose of his parade to-morrow is devastating134 in its simplicity135. Having learned that wine may be made from gooseberries, he proposes (as a first step) to abolish them altogether. This is to be the Nineteenth Amendment to the Constitution. No gooseberries shall be grown upon the soil of the United States, or imported from abroad. Raisins too, since it is said that one raisin131 in a bottle of grape juice can cause it to bubble in illicit136 fashion, are to be put in the category of deadly weapons. Any one found carrying a concealed137 raisin will go before a firing squad138. And Chuff threatens to abolish all vegetables of every kind if necessary."
Bleak sat in horrified139 silence.
"There is another aspect of the matter," said Quimbleton, "that touches your profession very closely. Bishop Chuff is greatly annoyed at the persistent140 use of the printing press to issue clandestine141 vinous recipes. He solemnly threatens, if this continues, to abolish the printing press. This is to be the Twentieth Amendment. No printing press shall be used in the territory of the United States. Any man found with a printing press concealed about his person shall be sentenced to life imprisonment142. Even the Congressional Record is to be written entirely by hand."
The editor was unable to speak. He reached for the decanter, but found it empty.
"Very well then," said Quimbleton. "The facts are before you. I suppose The Evening Balloon has made its customary enterprising preparations to report the big parade?"
"Why, yes," said Bleak. "Three photographers and three of our most brilliant reporters have been assigned to cover the event. One of the stories, dealing143 with pathetic incidents of the procession, has already been written—cases of women swooning in the vast throng9, and so on. The Balloon is always first," he added, by force of habit.
"I want you to discard all your plans for describing the parade," said Quimbleton. "I am about to give you the greatest scoop144 in the history of journalism145. The procession will break up in confusion. All that will be necessary to say can be said in half a dozen lines, which I will give you now. I suggest that you print them on your front page in the largest possible type."
From his pocket he took a sheet of paper, neatly146 folded, and handed it across the table.
"What on earth do you mean?" asked Bleak. "How can you know what will happen?"
"The Corporation has spoken," said his host. "Let us go indoors, where you can read what I have written."
In a small handsomely appointed library Bleak opened the paper. It was a sheet of official stationery147 and read as follows:—
THE CORPORATION FOR THE PERPETUATION OF HAPPINESS
Cable Address: Hapcorp
Virgil Quimbleton, Associate Director
1316 Caraway Street
Owing to the intoxication148 of Bishop Chuff, the projected parade of the Pan-Antis broke up in confusion. Federal Home for Inebriates149 at Cana, N.J., reopened after two years' vacation.
"Is this straight stuff?" asked Bleak tremulously.
"My right hand upon it," cried Quimbleton, tearing off his beard in his earnestness.
"Then good-night!" said Bleak. "I must get back to the office."
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144 scoop | |
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145 journalism | |
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