The Pulaskian., 1915-09-03
HOMEW WARD-BOUND MES SAGE FROM MRS.
 FAUBEL.
Dear Pulaskian:

1PN 0iAS AetOD iOllAC-NO1ll1llS $ message. Yet it seems a long, long way to Arkansas-to the dearest friends I know, one of whom, 1 learn with deep regret and sympathy, is very, very i'll. So it is; through life's sunshine shadows fit.
 At San Francisco I met two former pupils of Pulaski Heights Miss Alice Hoover, in training at Lanes Hospital, grown into a charming young lady, and she that was Miss Winifred King, now married and a resident of Astoria.
 1 failed to meet any of the State teachers at the N. E. A. Yet in that vast crowd, with it's varied sections, scattered at diff ferent points in Oakland, it was not surprising. How systems grow and blend! From county to State and from State to na- tion, and what possibilities and responsibilities for the teachers of the future. One of the treats to the teachers was flag drill in the new Oakland Auditorium. Fifteen hundred children form ed the U. s. flag, and it surely waved, and sang the national airs amid cheers that were deaf ening. The marching, forming the flag in colors, exercises and marking out drills while sing ing the "Star-Spangled Banner, :" were alone worth the trip, to say nothing of the masterpiece lectures.
 But stop short and forward to Los Angeles. Upon arrival there MT. Faubel and I were met by Mir. William Wheat and wife, and we were royalty en- tertained. Both send regards to their many friends in the city of Little Rock and Pulaski Heights. The climate agrees with MT. Wheat, for he tips the scales at 195 pounds.
 With us they spent a day at Long Beach. It was very inter esting to watch the bathers. A strong ocean breeze was sending the breakers rapidly toward the shore. The many swimmers seemed to meet the waves n high glee, and, raised off their feet, stood with heads only above the white-crested wave, while it spent it's force and swept on to shore.
 We took the morning train for San Diego, enjoying the trip along the ocean side a part of the way, and the wonderful de- velopment of the valleys, en route.
 The fair at San Diego meant advertisement to these valleys and the southwest portion of the State. The Southern Cali fornia building is there to stay, as well as the bridges; depressed foliage, valleys and sunken gar dens, also the miniature fruit industry of all that can be and is grown in southern California. There were the trees of all va rieties of orange, lemon, grape fruit, bearing fruit, also nut fruit, walnuts, chestnuts, pe- cans, almonds, figs, olives, pears, loquat, guava, the citron of com merce, and pepper trees, and in the building of Varied Indus tries talks were given upon vari- GUS ways of serving many of the fruits. To one who had first seen the San Francisco exhibit, this fair might seem tame; but not so to me. It is unique in it. self, with it's own individual in- .terest, doing well what it pro- posed. As side trips I visited Old Town, Ramola's marriage place, which room was for thirty-two years used for a church. Here, too, General Ere mont planted for the first time the American flag in southern California. The old adobe house contains many curios, and the gardens many varieties of cac- tus. I saw a banana plant in bloom, and date-laden trees. The dates were held in "gunny" sacks. Some trees had several stems of dates the size of a half-bushel basket, in shape not unlike bunch of grapes. 1
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