Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1920-08-15
were the thoughts that rushed
through the Rambler's mind.

were the thoughts that rushed
| through the Rambler's mind.
A man rises, leaves the merry group
in the summer house and comes to
meet the Rambler. We shake hands.
Fine property you have here-match-
! less view of Pohick bay-woods of
Belvoir across the creek-historic
old home-bricks brought from Eng
! land as characterization that it is
haunted, no doubt-old Virgins,
ghosts around wouldn't seem like
! home. Certainly, take two pictures
) of the house if you want" etc, etc.
Then we talked together for another
half minute. Let me introduce you
to my wife-Mrs. Miller, the Rambler!
Stinson" Several bows from the
Rambler. "Glad to meet you all.
Fine day. Looks a little like rain.
i Plenty of rain lately, but good for
the crops! Glorious view you have
here, etc, ETC."
| The pretty summer house, rustic and
circular. in on the top of slope
about fifty yards from the brick
house. From the little lookout the
land falls away to the shore of
Pohick bay and its companion water.
Accotink bay. They merge into
Gunston cove. and beyond that is the
majestic Potomac. From these bays
rise the wooded heights of Belvoir.
and above the trees and against the
Humphreys. In the middle distance
| is the river and in the background
are the mist-blue hills of Maryland.
From that little rustic summer house
| you look out upon one of the fairest
pictures in the Washington region.
q
said: "Mr. Rambler, you must stay to
dinner" Sweet-sounding words! But
the Rambler. throwing out smoke
screen. or gas screen. answered
Really. you know I must be on my
way. Several old houses are waiting
for me down the road: besides. just
as I came through the woods l had
dish of blackberries over which
poured some milkweed and sprinkled
some sugar corn. Then I ate a cou-
Eple of pine cones for desert. And
it doesn't look so very much like
'.But dinner will soon be ready"
"Thank you, but it really does not
| look like rain, so I'll be on my way.
eve have fresh, green corn and other
| vegetables from our own garden.
at does look as though it might rain
1--WE are going to have guinea keat
for dinner"
at looks as though it might be a
| terrible STORM"
"And we are going to open a bottle
! of sauterne. etc"
"Confound it. Claude. it looks as
| though it's going to be a cloudburst, with
| thunder and lightning! I'll stay"
| 1 doubt if the ceiling of that old
dining room, which has looked down on
three meals day for century and a
half, ever looked down on a better
dinner or jollier company. There was
lots of conversation, and now and then
| the Rambler let his friends say some
thing also We talked of everything
! under the sun and the moon of guinea
keats and guinea fowl; of prohibition.
| leukemia, polymorphonuclears. corn
bon cows of Gen. Washington's landing
on Pohick bay, of LISTS rhapsodies and
Chopin's nocturnes and his ballads, of
| how to write "rambles'' without any
facts about the latest styles from Paris
and whether they will wear them
shorter, of Louis Hertle. Paul Wilstack,
Paul Kester. Mr.. Wigmore Of "over-
| look" John Haislip Of Belmont. John
Shepherd, and all tha other neighbors
on the meek" It WIS some party