The Pleasantville press. (Pleasantville, N.J.) 1912-1929, 1918-11-02
NATIVE JERsEYITE's
VISIT TO BALTIMORE.
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go ahead and do the next best thing
Fight
There is a song written by a ne
phew, the playwright, Mr.. Lawrence ).
McCloskey, the last line of the verses
is really the summing up of it all, l
believe-"And did you think we would
forget Lafayette?" Right here | want
to give passing mention to this in
connection with the said illustrious
nephew. Going to the theatre n
night here it was made unusually in
teresting to behold a picture of his,
called "Shackled," a story that many
last winter New York nights had been
given over t making suggestions for
a thrilling crisis in the last act. me
thrilling was there all right, but
strange to relate, the author had not
made use of a single brilliant sugges-
ton of the family trio,-of all migrate
fulness!-side-tracking, budding gent
usi
There were a number of wounded
soldier boys present at the giant cele-
bration and four had been asked to
take seats upon the platform, and each
in turn had been asked to speak OF his
experiences and life in the trenches.
When the Fourth's introduction had
taken place, the impression of impress
sions was felt. There had come no
respone from the boy, only a whisper
ed explanation to the ~introducer, the
wonderfully liked President of the
Company, and he, putting his arm
across the shoulders of the unrespon-
sive soldier, said: 81 have asked this
man to speak; he has spoken to you,
for he has given up his power to speak
aloud in that terrible casing brutality
over there" 1t seemed like a whole
War Cry had been shouted; in fact
both of the latter, cry and shouting is
exactly what we did. A solo of the
Star Spangled Banner, and then ice
cream, cake and a ball game, (for
which l am a remarkable fan, for l
never know which team is winning,
ever in the case of playing myself on
a ladies nine once in Canton, N. c..
Afterwards we had a delightful auto
journey to the home of the Presidents
assistant, where we were guests over
the Fourth. In that time we had an
auto trip to Annapolis, the fine home
of the Navy men, and on the strength
of the uniform of the brother-in-law
of our host, whom we had driven owe
W Il6eI, We we're pcliuitlCo I pass
through, though the gates had been
closed, and had a view of the quaint
little city and Carvel Hall, of Church
ills story, incidentally. We secured
some castor oil for the little daughter,
who had INDUCED in the days ice
cream we'll, but not wisely. This
whole visit was a delightful one.
Later, some few weeks, during an
auto picnic trip with a number of Bal
timore ladies, l had the pleasure of
dining at Carvel Hall, which is now a
hotel. None of the building has been
spoiled, however, and the beautiful old
ivy still clings to the walls, as in for
mer times. Whether it was the sense
of the past grandeur of the place or
the bathing we had enjoyed near our
hostess cottage, dinner and surround
ings seem to harmonic mighty well.
From an acorn a mighty oak tree
grew, which is just an illustration of
how a very tidy sum was raised for
the Red Cross while we still were on
our Fourth of July visit. A little girl
there decided she would have her reg
ular birthday party funds turned into
a Red Cross. contribution, then the idea
developed hat a public affair be made
of it, then a gentleman, a $1.O0 a year
man, put regular advertising matter
out about it Git pays to advertise)
with the result that the whole country
side turned out. The affair started
about 4 P. M. with a juvenile concert.
One of the hotel guests, a moving pic
ture actress, loaned a trunkful OF cos
tunes and trained the talent. Incl
dentally she became a Gypsy Queen,
and for III patronage ungratefully
told every lady her right age. One la
Ruth st. Denis, of three years, COM
planned bitterly that her costume,
mostly a pair of butterfly wings, was
too warm, and refused point blank to
do her act despite chocolate coaXing,
and her partner whirled around alone.
Afterwards she relented sufficiently to
give her Major soldier daddy, whom l
believe honestly made tho = from
Washington for the sole pun pri-
vate exhibition of her act In the
evening we had a boys choir to sing
beautifully for us, and would you be-
lieve it, l saw one of the men of the
music band being taught for the first
time how to play the Star Spangled
Banner. The navy men came over
from the Academy and we had a fine
dance. Every drop of ice crea and
every peanut was sold and even the
Red Cross flags were auctioned off, II
bringing $12. A few nights after, l
met the Mrs. One-Dollar-a-Year at a
G~lenburnie carnival, and between
whites of taking chances on Red Cross
and soldier doll babies, by which the
camp boys were piling up greenbacks
for the Fakir-man, she told me that
the acorn-oak birthday party had made
$3.50 for the Red Cross. Want to say
also that l attended regularly my Red
Cross here, interest and conscience in
f1uencing when tempted by some other
pleasure, persuaded, too, a charming
new friend to join me, who had the
same reason. The beautiful R. c.
headquarters on Charles street where
we went, are given over by an old
Baltimorean family, and if they car
sacrifice a beautiful home like this, we
surely can give some of our time. Two
affairs l have especially enjoyed here
were two Street Dances given for the