The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1917-02-01

for taking moving pictures, which is
undoubtedly our chief industry. Don't
fail to motor out from Hollywood to
Universal City with it's castles and
dragons and little hospital a complete
and unique miniature town-movies
only. Charge for admission? Yes.
This question anywhere will mark you
a tenderfoOt.
Go out by Cahuenga Pass, continue,
and you pass over twenty miles of cleo
trio lighted boulevard. Another time
enjoy the miles and miles of rose-bor-
dered Sherman Way. Lunch in the
shadows of some historic mission or
in the shade Of a Towering orange
grove and you will see Southern Cali
fornia at it's best. Another time, drive
through fruitful San Gabriel Valley,
and see the beautiful and fertile acres
once Lucky Baldwin's."
Ride out West Adams Street and
Wiltshire Boulevard and see if you
don't feel like a %millionaire! On a hot
day keep riding right on and in a half
hour you will be at the beach with its
cool breezes and peculiar smells.
The sea is to me like the gulls, SUBJ
lime from afar. | don't enjoy seeing
the gulls in the filth of our city, where
they sometimes come for food, or
'scraping among themselves. When n
is about to light on your hat, it looms
huge, awkward and repulsive. To be
picturesque it should keep its proper
place in the landscape.
SO with the beach. In the distance
| love it. On the spot it reeks Of
weenies, and worse. The glare of the
sun on water and sand is binding. 1t
will give you a first-class headache,
without the expense of visiting Nat
Goodwin's Cafe out on the pier. And
cheer up if the fishing is poor-you
will no doubt catch a cold. While 1t
never gets very cold around the Their
mometer Ct have often heard they are
ixed), ours is the coolest cold per de-
gree you will find On any part of the
earth. l will guarantee it as such.
Returning from Venice stop Off at
Exposition Park. 1t has a good mus
cum, valuable relics and paintings
worth seeing. Visit Westlake Park
(and come on out to see me. l am only
a mile away, 125 North Coronado
Street.)
| shall share in your first delight on
seeing the moon shine through the
palms. We shall forget the barren
mountains above and the desert all
about US, the binding sunlight on
pavement and beach. California in
the nude | abhor. Let us have the
magic veil of night, the draperies and
frills of illusion, the glamour Of ro-
nance, the spell of a strange land! To
US be given the eye of an artist and a
soul for beauty, and we shall be filed,
and feel at last the same bOundless
enthusiasm thousands have felt for
California, as one expressed it, There
are only two opinions about it; those
of the people who have never seen 1T.
and of those who have. The one says,
"All these things can't be possible,"-
the other, "the half has never been
told"
TO one who looks beneath the sur
face of things, the effect of this climate
on character is an interesting study.
Besides the looser moral tor that no
doubt prevails, it WIFI account for
many strange things, e. g., why the
Mexican eats red pepper and fights;
why we have a Jap problem; why the
school children are backward; why
the grown ups are similarly afflicted.
Ct, who always had a mania i%nscribiri,
can scarcely write a letter, n have
post-card-itis) why you sleep and feel
awake, awake and are sleepy, like the
Lotus eaters. Explained in a nut shell,
at 80 degrees above zero. And to my
notion it is a wonder that at 10 de-
grees it works at all!
am in receipt of a letter from a
former Indianian in Frisco: "Wistaria
is g~racing every available wall and
tree, and when it is gone, roses. roses,
roses. The mountains are wonderful
and wild flowers marvellous. l was
quite overcome with the gay carpet
they made, white and pied and blue"
but then, 81 find myself barking back
with a lump in my throat to apple
blossom time at home" Notice she
says "at home" We all do.
Be it ever so pleasant we are only in
exile here. | have at last an insight
into the feelings of the old Romans
who took their lives rather than en-
dure exile; into what Napoleon felt al
st. Helena; and into what ever Hugo
must have suffered in his cOmDaratiye