The Washington herald., 1918-06-23
Newsie Notes.
An Interesting sugre.tIen.

An admirer OF Mrs. watts writes
that the old grandmother in Mrs
Watts hew novel. The Boardman
Family" ought to be made the prin-
cipal character of a book.
He suggests that this dear old
lady" might be shown chaperoning
a lot cf young people and wisely
manipulating their affairs. Mrs. Al
exandsr Boardman lis q very really,
truly alive person." he adds.
RuInor saith not whether Mrs.
Watts will act favorably upon the
idea or not.
The Boardnan Family" is being
widely commended. Il has aIresdy
gone into its second edition.
For Theosophtst and Methodist
Alike.
In England the Theosophists and
the Methodists are alike reading I'm
mortality" the new book edited by
Canon streeter. That is 10 say, they
are. IL they follow the advice con-
tained in their church papers. On
the one hand we have the Methodist
Times maintaining that IL is the
most important work published on
the subject OF Immortality for many
years." and on the other, the The
Osophical Publishing House contends
that "the Spiritualist or Theosophis,
may, nay. should read this book and
find in 1t the weak places in his sys-
tenn Of thought"
Oh, Mr.. Cox.
Palmer, Cox, the famous creator
of the Brownies and their books,
who now lives at East QuoQue, on
Long Island. recently told how, at
the age OF six, he manifested an
unwelcome gift for poetry. "A man
who lived some miles away" he
says, was crossing the fields be-
low our house and my older broth
ers looking out Of the window, were
talking about him. One of them
said Il was John Bell, from Shelf
ford Mountain. Well. the name has
a sort of ring to it,. that once start
cd seemed hard to stop; 1t caught
my ear. as / sat on the floor play
ing with spools, corn-cobs, or some
such things, and / suddenly broke
out loudly in some extemporane-
Gus lines. without knowing where
or how they were going to end.
Like the poet, with his eye in a
fine frenzy rolling, 1 started the
verse:
John Bell,
Gave a yell,
When he fell.
Into He'll
Milton never sent the rebel an
gels down to bottomless perdition
with more unction than l displayed
in transferring poor John Bell to
dwell in adamantine chains, and
penal fire. But epic poetry, from
baby, was not what my father
wanted just then. He sat nigh.
with the Bible on his lap. strict in
his rule, and had a hand that al
ways seemed to be very near the
ear of the wrongdoer. Surprised
and angered at the bold output at
his very bootleg. his hand soon
found the side of my head, and a
second stanza was never given"
Ending an Enemy Satisfactorily,
The machine got on the 18th of
April was the first I ever destroyed
in flames. 1t is a thing that often
happens, and while I have no desire
to make myself appear as a blood
thirsty person, must say that to see
an enemy going down in flames Is q
source of great satisfaction. You
know his destruction is absolutely
certain. The moment you see the fire
break out you know that nothing in
the world can save the man, or men.
in the doomed aeroplane. You know
there is no "camouhage" in this, and
you have no fear that the enemy is
trying any kind OF flying trick in the
hone that he will be left alone.
From Winged Warfare" by Major
w. A. Bishop. Doran Company
The wife OF n Hero.
Within a week OF the death Of her
| husband Mrs. R. Hugh Knyvett ac-
lively took up war work trying to
| contribute as much as she could 20