Arizona republican., 1906-09-30

towns by seeing the best last-SaIeIn, Lexington and Concord. Al Salerl We read an old manuscript of the trial and execution. of the Salem witches. and visited the House of the Seven Gables. I sat on the window seat and looked for the window where Hawthorn loved 70 sit and think. as he looked out on the ocean; saw the chair in the very place where the old colonel was found dead. The house seemed haunted by the fa- miliar characters of the famous story In Lexington we stood on the grounds where the first battle of the American revolution was fought Should you ask me right now in which city I would like best to live, I could say. fascinat- ing Washington. In which tOwu I would answer, beautiful Concord Se- cred to me was the moment when in Sleepy Hollow I stood over the quiet grave of my favorite Emerson. From girlhood I had worshiped at his shrine and at every turning point in my life he had mastered. for me. the situation
 Self Reliance" when I took up the battle of life as my own breadwinner: "Friendship," when those ties had been broken. l could not understand the change. Love" when my heartstrings had been lightly played upon. or more strongly touched.
 If the cadence was sad or glad. Elm erson interpreted for me its meaning: but there in Sleepy Hollow, the silence only broken by the rustling of the leaves in the big oaks and elms, it seemed to me his spirit was touching my spirit, while nature was singing. with Keats: Truth is beauty; beauty Is truth" In their narrow house un- derground. close by. lay the dust of the Alcotts and Thoreau. We passed over the bridge. across the river which separated the British from the Amer lean troops; dined at Wright's tavern. where on that eventful day in history Major Pitcairn had stirred his toddy with his fingers and boasted that be- fore night he would stir the blood of the rebels He did not know, but soon found out, that those rebels had in them that out of which heroes are made and that they were to make new nation. and that nation to be the greatest in the world. From the land of my fathers ancestors. in which was the blood of Nathan Hale l have come down to the soil of my mothers peo- pc the Virginia Humes. From the ve of my hero in literature, Elmer }. have come to that of my hero III DdIlle, GeOfBe WaSningLOn. From his tomb at Mount Vernon, I looked over the beautiful hills of Virginia and thought of George Hume as the sur veyOr of those hills. This Scotch an cestOr of mine became an exile in the Stuart cause: landing in Virginia. he became the firm friend of the Wash ingtons, both families descendants of titled names. George Washington and the oldest son of George Hume were born in the same year and were edu- cateJ under the same tutor. George Washington was taught su -veying by Surveyor George Hume.
 Here in fascinating Washington I ain feasting on old history and new. I am again understanding the betuty of friendship. Two years m Phoenix I had been the kindergarten mother of a dear little girl from Washington Dorothy Keen. Many of the children of Phoenix will remember her as Lady Washington. the Queen of the May. and how she helped the little children give statehood to Arizona. A beauti- i ful prophecy was that, and of course some day our Arizona will have a star