The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1904-11-20

stitches while 1 roll down my sleeves
and fix my collar. Do l like to sew?
oh, love it,"
Il love it," is an expression of
piece with her, such fun" There is,
in fact a fresh enthusiasm about her
a spontaneous joy in the things that
please her, and a quick decision in
response, that make conversation with
her facile and fluent. One is reminded
often of the breezy style and origi-
nality of her books and sketches. In
eply to a polite hope that she would
ike Savannah, "Oh we love it!' she
exclaimed. I'VE expect to live here, if
Mr.. Bogues business interests become
permanent. So many people have said
hey should think it would bore me. I
say, why should it? I have my world
with me. l know 1 am not bit mod
I'm, but I do think no woman can
have better ambition than to make
her home and bring up her children"
One was reminded again of the Jar
lines, where she confesses Il am not
sentimental after the fashion of women
who send flowers to murderers, but I
nm full of pale and sickly theories as
% the making of a home
Didn't Marry Young.
'Then, you know" she continued,
apologizing for her sanity, I didn't
marry young, and have none of the
Impotence of young mothers, who so
often feel that they have sacrificed
their youth, and their time for enjoy
ment. 1 have enjoyed so many things.
Now when l am sewing the baby's
clothes l have something to think
about. like change of scene, yes, and
meeting new people, but not excitement.
I don't expect to exhaust the social
resources of Savannah soon. I have
met some charming people. The CHI
mate is delightful / love the old
houses Why should I be bored?" she
finished, seating herself in rocker
near the open fire. Besides, you know
| love the South. OF course, l have
lived North since l was about thirteen,
but have never felt that it was home.
[ should like people to feel that l am
not a Northerner coming South, but
a Southerner coming home. Once we
went to a concert North, and some ne
groes sang plantation melodies. / cried,
positively cried hard. I was so home
sick. But did have the loveliest time"
her eyes gtwinkled at the inconsis-
cy-"thoroughly enjoyed myself, you
know" she explained, with a whole
some laugh at her own emotional
mountain peaks and dark deep valleys,
as she puts it in the Jardines.
Eyes, / was born South, in Atlanta.
My mother was from Bangor, Me-, my
grandmother from Richmond, and my
grandfather from West Tennessee. I
used to spend ten weeks there every
summer on my aunt's farm. Oh, how
I loved it! That was where | got the
material for "A Little Sister to the Will
derness.' began to write when
was eight, but my first published
book was The Love Affairs of an Old
Maid By-the-way, / never did any
newspaper work That is the most
erroneous and widespread impression.
1 was never on a newspaper in my life.
l began by writing books, and even the
magazine articles came long after.
don't know that / ever had any special
training for writing, but / remember
when l used to read my first efforts
to my mother, she would sometimes say,
That may be clear to you but 1t is not
clear to me. That was scathing criti-
cism. / always tried to have my style
as clear as possible-and short sem
fences. But was there anything spec