The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1918-05-27
A WONDERFUL VIEW


ut is wonderful, wonderful" she
said wait moment. want to fill
my soul with it,"
felt my heart warm toward her
have always loved the harbor. Many
treasured hours have I spent watch
ing 1t from the sea wall or from the
deck of one Of the Staten Island fer
ries. To me it is like loved friend
enjoy hearing its praises, l shrink
from hearing it criticised. Mrs. Ora
hams hearty admiration made me feel
more kindly toward her than had yet
done.
Neither of us spoke again for sew
eral minutes. My gaze followed my
mother.in-law's as she turned from one
marvel of the view to another.
Five miles away, yet looking much
nearer, were the hills and slopes of
Staten Island. The New Jersey shore
stretched away on the right across the
North river. Governors island, with
its quaint old fort. Castle Williams on
the point, was en- our left. and beyond
It. across the Fast river. we saw
Brooklyn's warehouses;. with an occa-
sional church steeple rising to prove
the borough's right to its old name,
"City of Churches"
The Statue of Liberty was almost di-
rectly In front of US, and near it the
austere immigration buildings on Ellis
island we're softened by the rays OF
the winter sun. never see the juxta-
position Of Liberty's statue and the
Ellis island buildings without little
thrill of patriotic JOY at my heart that
the millions Of eager, seeking spirits
I'll.
Europe have this wonderful symbol
of liberty as their first experiences or
their new home.
The Departing Steamer
My mother-in-law turned to me at
last, her face softened. II am ready
10 90 on now" she said Il have al
WAYS loved the remembrance of this
harbor since first saw it years ago.
We walked slowly on toward the
AQUARIUM, both of us watching the
ships as they ca,ae into the bay from
the North river. The fussy, splutIer-
ing little tugs. the heavily laden fer
ries, the lazy fishing boats, the dredges
and scows-even the least of them
was made beautiful by its setting of
clear winter sun and sparkling water.
How few large OCEAN steamers
there seem to be-" commented my mo-
ther.in-law, as large ocean-going
vessel cast its tug and glided past us
on its way out to sea. II suppose 1t
Is on account of the war she con-
tinued indifferently.
At this moment | heard comment
from a passing man that brought back
to me the misery of the day before.
81 guess that's the Saturn" he said
to his companion as they walked near
us. "She was due to sail this morn
ing. Got a lot Of French reservists on
board Poor devils! Anybody getting
into that hell over there has about
one chance in a million to get out
again"
Forgetful Of my mother-in-law's
presence, indeed, Of everything else in !
the world, | turned and gazed at the
steamer making its way out to sea I
knew that somewhere on its decks
stood Jack. my brothercousin, the
best friend my mother and had ever |
known. When he had come back from
a years absence to ask me to be his
wife he had found that ! mad married !
Dicky. Then he had announced his |
intention Of joining the French en-
cheering corps.
What had that man said Just now?
Not one chance in a million. l felt !
as IL 1t were my hand that was pushing |
him across the ocean to almost certain I
death
How Dieky's Mother "Leetured'
When ] could no longer see the Sat
urn as she churned her way out to
sea, turned around quickly with a |
sense OF guilt at having ignored myI