Evening star., 1920-08-08

afraid Mt. Vernon avenue IS gong tc
Be short on preserves and canned
stun this winter.
But who could stir applebutter ano
make jelly when the handsome dele
cations from Mansfield and Shelby
are waving banners and playing
bands all along the avenue?
1t used to be we could wear our
hair in kid curriers' until the NOR u
work was cleared away
But not any more.
wish you could see the neighoors
now in the morning; georsett
white shoes, hair all curied; ouhoay
go-to-meeting dresses on the cna-
Saw. Just haven't the heart to run
in by their kitchen doors any more.
You don't see Mrs Harding %ehs,ns ",ehar
boudoir caps or kid curriers'. either
No. indeed she is up Dright anu
early. hair all neat and curied, wear
ing nice little blue SILK dress, ",
something nifty. always ht to De seen
any time of the day. ,.. .,ose
You see our pantry is quite Slose
to the Hardings' back porch ana. Vi
course, we can't help overhearihs
some of the goings-on
Real early in the morning MIS-.
Harding talks over her plans 1or lne
u,
gets into the big automobile ana
Frank, the chauffeur, takes her 10
market.
The groceryman told me she knew
Just what to buy and he couldnt put
anything over on her.
Well, that is a great consolation 10
us Americans to know that there
won't be any little leaks in the Whlte
House kitchen when she gets there-
The other day Bernice called me
@lr
me a great big piece of watermelon
that had come all the way from
Georgia
Inez, who is southern, said: "'pears
like there must be some good Repub-
licans down tharabout-"
But, take 1t from me. that was
some watermelon.
Bernice said the Hardings are get
ting presents all the time. Maybe
it's fish from up in Maine or berries
flower from Cleveland, or eggplant
from North Carolina, but the ex-
pressman always has a surprise for
them.
This morning a nice-looking farmer
and a little party with him from
that distance just so his big husky
looking son could see what the future
President looked like before he cast
his first vote for President this fall.
he wanted 10 De sure lNdl IdTuIHS
looked as good as his pictures.
The way they were smiling when
they came out I guessed they were
satisfied.
Then another automobile stopped
in front of our house. We found out
that these folks lived down near Gin
cinnati. and the man said he had
driven fifty miles out of his way just
so his three little girls could shake
hands with Mr.. and Mrs. Harding. 1t
y - kn1y
about when they were old women.
Between you and me, that is one of
the things we Marionites are proud
about. You can always meet the
Hardings.
We were a bit anxious for fear that
their trip to Washington might have
made them a bit uppish
You know how it is-some folks go
away for week or so, and when they
come back they just turn up their
noses and say. My. I never noticed
before that the depot was so SMALL"
little street cars? or. Don't the
l1arionites look jokey?"
But no. indeed. it didn't go to the
Hardings' heads.
1t doesn't make a bit of difference
who calls. they send word, Wait a
minute" il they are dressing or eat
ing or something like that, and then
very soon out they come on the porch,
both smiling and looking real glad to
see you.
Why. 1 know one nice old man who
never misses an opportunity. but gets
right in line with every delegation
that comes to town and shakes hands
and laughs and talks just as if he
had come all the way from Dallas.
Tex, and the Hardings both act real
glad and joke right back.
That's what I call being a good
sport
OF course. I'm not bit supersti-
tious, but a strange thing did hap
pen here. Mrs. E. Clark had an old.
old tree in her yard that had never
borne fruit Much to the surprise of
every one this year that tree burst
forth into blossoms and on notifica-
tion day it was laden with the finest
apricots you ever saw
People for miles around came to
look at the tree and they now call it
the Harding tree.
Mrs. Clark made some of the april
cots into jam and is saving a great
big jar for the Hardings' first break
fast in the White House.
The Hardings didn't know it, bvt
they did play good joke on a lot of
people last Sunday.
You see, Mr.. Harding is a Baptist.
Baptist Church ever since they came
back. of course the place was
crowded clear out to the street.
Well. Mrs. Harding. who is a Meth
odist, decided to take her important
guests with her to the Methodist
Church, and. of course, the senator
went with her.
The big crowd down at the Baptist
Church waited in vain to see the
Hardings. I do hope they enjoyed
the sermon.
Mrs. Harding had on a plain but
stylish pongee suit and a pretty black
hat trimmed in blue. Her milliner
said that Mrs Harding likes big pic
ture hats, but that she always picks
out small ones for church just SO the
people back of her can see the
preacher.
We are very glad now we worked
see that Mr.. Harding has taken it
all in. Why. last week about 200
influential business men from Chicago
came to pay their respects to the SEN
ator. Did he hustle them into the
house and shut the door like people
do who are ashamed of their environ
ment? No, indeed, he just talked to
them real nice and friendly out in the
front yard and then took them for a
long walk all over the best part of
the town.
The day after the great day I was
out in the front yard sweeping up
the peanut shells left by the big
crowd.
Mr. Harding and Senator Hale from
Maine were passing Imagine my
surprise when the future President
stopped right there just like a hum
BILE American citizen and asked me
how 1 liked his speech.
Well. of course. / tried to tell him
inst how grand it was.