Evening star., 1920-09-19

| ~ 1T in the cOuntry-tWo nourS
by motor-there is an old
~ house with ancient trees all
around And in the house
is very old little grandmother in
a four poster under a Jobs trou-
BILE" quilt And taking care of her
day and night. and then back to day
again, is Patty. And it is Patty you
want to know before the world fnds
hep out-becanse that girl Is gong 10
imake her mark some day.
! When the little old grandmother
isn't calculating her funeral expenses,
| or how long it will be before she is
forgotten. she nibbles buttered toas.
and drinks tea. from her "Rebecca at
| the Well teapot which was one OF
her wedding presents before the civil
war-which shows how old she IS;
| Or she goes sound asleep like a chlld
tired out with play-and it was at
that lucky interval that a Washing
ten woman called to see Patty 10 ASK
| about her work.
| And the girl, just turned seventeen.
and pulsing with ambition. gold
caller to her bedroom. which she
/ doesn't call a studio possibly because
! she knows it isn't-being bare, clean
and rambling sort of a sleeping room
( branches to jazz over the whitewashed
walls and bare floor-except for one
rag rug. shaped oval. There is a hearth
guarded by shiny andirons and its
chimney filled with branches of pine.
and over in the corner stands table
land that is what you ought to see:
| a big table, with a lump of wet clay
in the middle and little figures
grouped around. some of them a Dit
out Of drawing, but all representing
what one worthwhile sculptor called
seeds Of greatness to come
!. on another table there stands a
yard high figure of young girl in n
classic robe. formed by the draping Of
| Bars. She is wreathed with cotton
pods and one hand holds a bandana
handkerchief. which she has unbound
| from the slave woman at her feet.
4 And Patty explained.
Il call this The New South and
this friendly cat and dog I am making
from our Tom and Rowdy is to be
named civilization If you were ac-
quainted with some cats and dogs I
know you would understand what /
| mean
| The sculptor prophesies that Patty
will one day be famous. but the doctor
who attends the little old grand
mother calls the girl an angel. which.
somehow. sounds more everlastingly
satisfactory from an eternal point of
view.
And. after all, there is no reason
why she cannot be both
= X + =
once in a while, when your brain
is too added to hatch out an idea.
! it helps some to crib the ideas of others
like this:
| She was pink and shaky. like a
mold of human jelly. and her voice
i explained to the woman with her
both in cafe waiting to be served: !:
"Accordin' to my figment. somethin's
wrong with my spinald columne. I
don't care what the doctor says. l
know more this minute about all
ments than half the hospitals goin'.
i an if it wasn't that my old man
+; would stop work an lay back on me.
I'd put up sign on the front Of the
house an make good money! pre-
fer the towpath to the alley path.
! To practice without a license is
some idea-everybody will have to ad-
init that.
IOLD. ugly and poor: The three-ply
tragedy is SO monotonously uni
.versal that it is merely mentioned by
Iway of introduction to a woman who
was obviously all three. and yet:
She smiled as she limped along. as
though her thoughts were happy ones
AS if, say. she was thinking of a bet
ter world than this one
And you couldn't ask for a better
| idea than that
~ X i
tuE had a mt:a.F absent face. with
- loose lips and slack. muscles She
was a positive bone, with good. red
hands that showed for housework,
and evidenced judicial capacity for
spanking babies. And both were