News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1915-09-15
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Letters of the Panama Pacific Expo.
sition by Florence livingston
LETTER XII
SAN FRANCISCO, CAL, Sept 2, 1915.

anu utStnp'IlS W cuJOy ~, oul ouiy I'll
latest favorile, Art SmIIh, makes il seer
a safe and easy pastime. He is undoub
eddy marvel, owing probably to SCUM
body, quick thought, and absolute teal
lessness. Afternoon and evening h
makes flight, soaring high into the al
and then making the most remarkabl
series of somersaults and slides, hi
course outlined by smoke or fireworks
which trace the record for several min
utes. He comes down swiftly and land
in the north gardens as easily as a bird.
l wish you could see the soft gree
lawns, the acres and acres of flowers
and above all wish you could smell tn
orange blossoms in the Courts of A bund
ance and of Flowers. They are so swee
that they make one think of wedding
Indeed, this is rather pleasanter, becaus
one doesn't have to wonder how long thu
sweetness will last; one knows that i
will come again and that in the mean
time it will be transformed into some
thing even better.
Lately have been Investigating Varied
Industries, building which have hith
erto hurried through because it con
tanned many wares for sale. But such
wares, father! The other day stopped
and looked, and was enchanted. I re-
! versed my judgment and Immediately
became glad that it was possible to pur'
| chase these exquisite things.
1 began with pottery and china, and
found large display from the Neither
lands. I acknowledged that paintings on
tile were clever, but they made no per-
sonal appeal, and I speedily emerged
into an inner room devoted to fantastic
creations in silver. A model of Half
Moon, the first ship on the Hudson, &C.
cupied the apex of glass case. 1t was
entirely in silver, every detail worked
out with astonishing fidelity. A wind
mill was almost as remarkable. There
was also much tableware in which utility
had been subordinated to fancy and orna-
ment, such as spoons and forks with long
heavy handles in intricate designs. And
what do you think of silver COW that
proves to be cream pitcher? I nearly
dislocated my neck trying to see just
how the lower jaw was arranged to drop
and form the spout. Then. daddy dear
est, came upon some pottery which is
new and most beautiful. 1t is made in
utrecht, and should call it lustre. Sew
eral tables were covered with vases ,and
bowls in the greatest range of colois-
some plain, and some with delicate fat
terns-and all shining with the soft sheen
of changeable silk. 1t is an undergone
effect, the COLOR being introduced in the
biscuit, and gold and silver being used in
the glaze to give the iridescence. still
think longingly of the beauty of one of
those tall vases In a corner of ones liv-
ing-room, carrying out in its subdued
brillianoe the dominant tone of the fur
nishings.
Then 1 came back to America and its
china painting in difficult mediums and
painstaking patterns, followed by pot
and turquoise blue, represents thousand
hours of time and is a marvellous and
charming piece of work. The conven-
tional pattern diminishes with the taper.
ing of the vase; the perforations at the
top merge into carved indentations at the
bottom. This was done by an artist of
international reputation, a woman who
has for years stood at the head of ne W
school of effort-that of designing and
executing fine pottery, as contrasted with
mere decorating.
Where did / leave little Joe, Daddy?
Floating around in uncertain space, be-
lieve, while Mrs. Winwood and Mr.. Web.
ster discussed him in the library. 1t was
with no pleasurable anticipation that
joined them, but was obliged to follow
the wish of my hostess.
Mr.. Webster smiled at me when went
in, with the indulgent expression that
one gives to child, and 1 knew that
Mrs. Winwood had been telling him
about Joe's invasion and my refusal to
give him up.
II understand you are very fond of
he said, and the quizzical
smile widened.
"Yes," L acknowledged frmly, "es-
pecially when they are forlorn and neg
lscted."
The smile vanished. Joe Mason has
a home" he continued, evidently adj
dressing the fireplace,-"a home and a
mother and two brothers,
she doesn't choose to tell me where
that home u.s." WASN'T exactly sure of
my ground, but felt called upon to de-
fend Joe, since he was being by others.
Indeed he doesn't" agreed Mrs. Win
wood with an amused smile. 81 have
been working with him all the week, u.s.
ing every persuasion and argument 1
could think off,
So you can see, daddy dear, why the
little chap has been miserable and wor-
ried. We discussed the situation for a
long time, and it was finally decided that
Mr.. Webster should take me to Joe's
home, as a preliminary in the solution of
the problem.
But this plan received sudden check. |
II tfha that Ina bad hoar aa,vool.u..