Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1919-09-07

STARED AT 1T.
common that the occasion. such as
have described. will go down In his
tory beside that OF Fuiton's Folly.
That is why I want you to keep this
letter. Who knows but that In the
far-oH future my little namesake,
Pauline, may be living in South Amer
lea, and there attend some gathering
to listen to the inaugural address OF
the president Of the league of ma
tions as it is being at that moment
delivered in Geneva? When Pauline
leaves the building she can casually
mention to her children that she has
in her possession a letter written by
their Cousin Polly telling of the time
when the machine was tried out long
ago in the United States in bond
campaign to pay off old war debts. 1t
sounds perfectly plausible in this
miracle making age. does 1t not?
We get bonus in July of $120. On
the strength of that, think shall
take out hundred dollar bond. !
may have to ask you to pay some of
my expenses, If do. but / am de-
termined that shall pay out
he bond without help. When I
get it I shall have three that
/ have earned. Some Of the girls,
after they bought theirs, turned
around and sold them to buy clothes.
which seemed almost sacrilegious to
me. Why. Dad. bond is such a COM
Portable feeling to carry around the
street with you.
Oh. Daddy, Washington is so pretty
now in it's new spring color Of green.
1t reminds me of a wee baby girl in
fresh. clean frock. as it seems to
primp itself. shake out its runies and
smile coyly around the corners at us.
who are seeing it for the first time.
1t makes us want to answer back.
You darling"
The city, like her people, has con-
quered her enemy. winter. and 10 ar
raging herself in celebration Of It..
Everywhere one goes there is some
unexpected bit of beauty. The trees
in Rock Creek are billowing out
in puffs of every shade Of green.
In the circle parks pansies are smil-
Ing up at the sun. Around the Capi-
toll and the Congressional Library
the bridal wreath Is In bloom and the
shrubbery. pushing out tiny leaf
blades. is hedged with rows Of dark
purple flags. Prettiest Of all are
the japanese cherry blossoms that.
around the tidal basin. resemble.
from \ distance, a cloud Of pale
pink BUTTERFLIES lowering over the
mtrrored waters in search Of their
reflections. Their beauty Is moro Of
fairyland than Of earth. ! wish that
you could see them. All winter long
tho trees have been bare young
things stretching up slender lonely
arms to the sky until the south wind
drifted by and sifted over them
petals she had gathered out Of the
first roselights Of dawn, from the
soft fuffiness of summer clouds. out
Of the color that comes and goes in
a baby's cheek. All the city has
been going down to Potomac Park.
as though at the shrine Of such
ethereal loveliness it would offer its
tribute to the spirit of spring.
just q minute before l go on with
this letter. l want to answer your
question about Priscilla. Yes. she is
our new apartment mate. Moreover.
she Is war risker--wo in the in
formation office-and she intends to
do something in art, If she does not
get married first. She is studying
now at the school at the Corcoran Art
Gallery. She often drags me down
there to show me pictures and to de-
velop my artistic appreciation. So
far ! have been impressed only with
the work of Sir William Orpen. which
was on display this winter Dad, the
pictures were SO much like the men
themselves that one almost expected
the lips to open and a greeting to
come forth. went away feeling that
I had met Field Marshal Haig and q
few others. of whom ! had heard
before. 49,.
may never have told you how
eagerly I look for the arrival of the
homo paper and how devour its
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