Los Angeles herald., 1907-03-24

personally superintend A tennis court
Is proposed, "and I Will need wire over
the whole court to keep me from send
ing all the balls into the arroyo down
there" announces this young Diana.
Then again, along the crest Of the
arroyo, which is included in the ranch,
a little park, where nature snail have
sway and no landscape gardener shall
encroach and where hammocks can be
swung a road leading down to the bed
OF the arroyo and summer house un-
der the spreading trees is planned with
all the enthusiasm and conviction that
she used to expend on the playhou5es
that were bounded by marks in the
earth, which also served for walls and
roof
And from this point, overlooking the
arroyo, the scenery is deserving of
such plans. In front showing pure
and white through the limbs of the
stately eucalyptus trees and above the
heavier foliage Of the orange trees,
heavy with golden fruit, Old Baldy
stands covered with its white mantle
the year round. But seemingly short
distance away, where one can see two
black marks that look for all the world
like the footprints Of some giant, this
mountain looms up white in the morn
ing glistens in the noon sunlight and
at evening takes on the hues Of the de-
parting sun. over the other side are
rolling hills, green now, but which VIII
later turn to a golden brown. The
great rocks outlining the little creek
I'm the arroyo, tall sycamore trees with
white limbs and spreading oak trees
below and one Is almost confused with
the wealth of beauty that surrounds
this ranch The tickle wind brings the
heavy odor of the orange blossoms and
the wild mocklng bird whose home 1t
is, answers the notes Of the other mock
ing bird-the girl who stands with big
eyes watching the movements of the
little winged creatures of the air that
she initiates so successfully.
Leads Birds in Whistling
At this same ridge Miss McComas
stands many times during the day and
when quite alone whistles to the birds
until they, thinking it one of their
own kind. chime in and make grand
chorus, with the strong young troat
leading all unconsciously. But Miss
McComas will not whistle with the birds
when human being is in hearing, so
she must be caught unawares in this
enjoyment.
But It is not all pleasure of which
this young woman thinks. For when
we were returning TO the Nlne-CONeTeu
house and seeing the oranges that drop
to the ground she picked UP a large
one and looking at it intently said:
isn't it a shame that all this fruit
goes to waste? If we could only send
these oranges to the poor, needy ones
who can't get them, wouldn't it be
lovely? 1 would just love to take
great, big basket in every time we
go to the city Now, honey, eat just
one more, that's a dear. Really, 1 eat
Just all 1 can, for it seems a shame
for them to go to waste"
But it was at luncheon that this
young Hebe, truly a goddess of youth
and a fit cup-bearer to the gods, shone
at her best. With dainty but large
white apron that was meant for. use
she assisted in arranging for lunch and
set the table with the souvenirs that
she had collected during her travels.
She insisted on serving the lunch and
quite a pretty little discussion took
place between mother and daughter
who was to do the serving, which end
ed in mother" being unceremoniously
thrust into her chair with There,
you just stay right there
while tend to things" And she did,
with many a witty remark on the
duties of mattresses in general. And
a happy, reunited family it was, with
the genial pater familias at the head
and the brilliant mater at the foot of