The Birmingham age-herald., 1918-07-15
MEN, WOMEN
 AND THINGS

Growing old gracefully together. This Is the picture which comes to my mind as I
 sit here and write.
 Emerson stated a simple truth when he said, 'All the world loves a lover. - The Romeos are always sure of a glad hand, and there is something attractive about young man in love,
 Coming up on the train from Selma. the other day at small station as handsome a couple go. aboard as I have ever seen. It was a young officer and his bride. He
 looked every inch soldier, and she was
 soldiers wife from head to foot. They were proud of one another and not withal in a modest way that made my heart go out to them.
 I watched them and thought of the dear old couple under whose hospita ble roof I had just spent the night, for
 was guest in the home of Gen. and Mrs. B. F. Ellis, as charming couple as there is in the state. Their home at OrrviIle
 for half century has kept up the south $
 best traditions as a place of princely en- tertainment.
 They look like two old Stuart portraits. The general is about six feet four, and although in his eighty-first year, has the
 manly bearing of a soldier while his dear fn ol,a ;oI,
 characterized her in her younger days.
 It was joy to sit and watch them. They
 were types of the -bellum days, when Dallas county was "given to hospitality" to use Biblical phrase.
 They had kept a candle burning in the guest chamber the night before my ar rival, as they counted on my coming out after the Selma train arrived from Bir-
 mingham, but I went to the hotel un-
 aware that they were expecting me until the next day. I was driven in the
 morning immediately to the place of the
 barbecue, and it was twilight before
 called at the big white house set in a
 grove looking like drawing from colo
 nial times. l found the queen of the
 household awaiting me. and after chat
 ting bit I went out into the garden and found my host busy tying up tomato
 plants, as he said it was one thing
 darkey seemed to be unable to do prop
 erly. and then he enjoyed having some
 little tasks tc perform. l remember the
 time in the fall when in that same garden
 a row of chrysanthemums ran around it's
 borders which would have taken prize
 at one of the big shows
 The general laughingly said, q know
 you didn't come out to see me, but to
 find out if tine figs were ripe" He knew
 my love for the little blue fig, to me the
 best fruit which grows He led me by
 the hen house, and I glanced in and saw
 55 broiiers iipe for the table, know one
 of them was fine, for when l left there
 were only 5 I don't want to tease any town people, but just think of a broiler.
 home grown. eggs out of the yard, bacon
 cured on the place, figs pulled fresh from the tree, cream warm from q prize Jer- Scy, uuttti iine Soiu' SIilS water ground, cakes brown as a partridge's breast, no train to catch and nothing to do but to eat Oh, l am making sacrifices in rum
 ming around to Red Cross bull sales, After tea wo sat on the porch and in d few minutes Ben Ellis Dunaway. d
 manly young fehow, came over anI
 joined us for awhile, but being tired iron. working so hard to make the barbecue success ne soon excused himself and came by and kissed his grandmother and then his grandfather in such hearty way as to remind me of how it is the GUS. , tom for men to kiss one another Ill France. We are learning this by seeing l it done so often in the movies, where i, the generals always salute the man they decorate by kissing him effusively on both cheeks.
 The mex. morning I was so pleased to note the gallant manner in which the general deferred to his wife. You would ], have thought that he was in the midst of his urtship and not in the glow of his golden wedding. He was the cour-
 tier and the lover. and there wasn't the S least bit of is for show. for it fit him like