Bogalusa enterprise and American. (Bogalusa, La.) 1918-19??, 1919-03-20
The New House
Home, Sweet Home

Now that the din of war has ceased
and the. soldiers are coming out of
the trent hes and from the training
camps, the one word that is oftenest
on their lips and the ideal to which
they look forward with most pleasant
anticipation is "Home." The time
of full employment at high wages,
with concurrent enforced economies,
it has been felt was the time to in
duce people to save, with view to
building homes after the war. In
this connection the beautiful descrip-
ton of what the new house means,
written by Winifred Black, a con-
tributor to the Newspaper Feature
Service, recently published, for its
emphasis of a growing need and its
wholesome fimeliness is worth re-
printing and spreading broadcast
wherever people are interested in
building more homes:
'The house is almost done. Next
week we will move into it. | wonder
if ! will love it as much as / want to.
I couldn't bear not ito love my own
house, that, through the aid of a
friendly building and loan associa-
ton, I have planned with my own
heart at every stroke of the hammer.
/ had a nice,romantic, interesting.
name for the house-the Hearth of
the Four Winds, it was going to be-
and a fine name it was, too, for the
house stands right where the winds
from the North and the breezes from
tn South and the wild storms from
the West and the sharp gales from
the East will go singing around the
chimney in the wild way love with
all my heart.
There's fireplace in the middle
of the house and that's why we
named it the Hearth, but what do
you think? The house has named it.
self, and that's what it's going to be
called from this day on, just as sure
as you live.
what a nice, soft gray it's going
to be when the rains set in and the
sea winds begin to do their duty!
The red on the roof really is friend
ly, isn't it? What shall we put at
the pergola? Something quick. 1
never could wait a whole summer,
after / get used to things, for a bit
of green. Honeysuckle, of course,
and ivy and the wild cucumber. Don't
you love that. all foaming white in
the spring and covered with prickly
green globes in the fall, with nice
little lace fluffy-doodles for the dolls,
inside? .
''Glory, I'm glad we built that fire.
place right in the middle Of the
house.
''What fun we're going to have in
the inglenook this winter! Whose
seat is this on the side? I know, but
Pm not going to tell. Let's see if
everyone who knows the house can't
guess without being told.
little steps for the children to sit
on. Dear me, they won't be sitting
there long. We must measure them
by the fireplace the very first night
the fire is lit. Wen put little mark
on the brick and change it every
time they change, and the first of
every month weIl measure them.
"Hurrah! They'll grow old with
the house-and so will /; and how
shall love every minute of the grow
ing.
mo more moving, no more house
hunting, no more new neighbors
just friends all around us, real
friends, true friends; people we real
" know and people who really know
us. When you really know people,
you almost always really like them.
"Come here, little boy; draw
closer, sweet girl with the deep eyes
full of dreams; stand close, dear sis
ter; gather near together; come all
of US in the little family. Let's make