Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1920-08-15

there to the numerous farms. The
road leads through woods, and ABOUT
three-quarters of mile from tne
chapel you come to. a fork, Where'
at the roadside, are three rural letter
boxes. One is inscribed j. II. whey,
another H. Shepherd and Charles
Howard and the third r. A. Jeilson.
The more travelled road turns to the
left and leads into open country
where the views are wide and Iar.
1t is a dirt road. good in fair weather
and otherwise at other times. GU
would not say of this road that II is
a very busy one. nor that it is an
idle one. 1t is a public road. yet 1T is
more exclusive than most public
roads. for it does not lead through any
village and it's lower terminus is a
wide river where there is neither
bridge nor ferry. There have oeen
steamboat landings down that way
hut there is none now. So. the road
is principally used, by persons livlns
on the meek" and by their visitors
The population is small. but the Visit.
ors are many. Now and then stray
automobile party rolls along ,ne
road. but it (the partly is there be-
cause it has lost it's way or is oen'
on finding where the road leads:
Soon after turning to the LETT on
nassine the trio of rural letter boxes
you come to an extensive stretcn OF
land green with tall. rich corn. ana
the vines of that aristocratic plant
which in years gone by was SPOKEN VI
by fiippant and upreasoning men as
"the humble potato" Sometimes a
! man in jocose vein would call 1t tine
humble tuber." and there have been
men so rude and unmannered ana
having such rough necks that they
thing a Murphy" or "spud." Great
Scott! how long ago that seems!
Far off to the left across the lux
urious landscape of corn field ana po-
tato patch two heavy brick chlmne!s
peep above clump of trees Gaps IN
wall of an old brick house. 1t has
comfortable look. The sun told that
dinner time was near and an appetite
like that which wolves are said TO
have had come upon the gaunt ana
walk worn Rambler. 1t seemed fair
it fringed with fresh young naples.
stretches from. the main road and
through fields of corn and potatoes
toward the house. About two hundred
yards of lane between the naples and
it leads on between two rows OF dark
|virginiana. or juniperf virginianae, If
you insist on having, it that way.
Otherwise it is the red cedar which
A. S. Hitchcock and Paul c. Standby.
in their Flora or the DlStrlct OF CO.
lumbia Aud Vicinity" say is common
along the bluffs of the Potomac, in
field and along roads in eastern North
America" Soon the cedar lane turns
to the left. passes the stable. barn
and corn house and leads to the gar
den of the old brick house. At. the
junction of the main road and the
maple-cedar lane is letter box stem
|c:led in small, brown Roman letters,
Lebanon"
X \ X X
Passing the young naples and the
old cedars, the Rambler set down his
pack before the ancient and honor
able, house of Lebanon, RAP! rap!
rapr' said his knuckles on the classic
white framing of the old door. A
woman came from frame addition
to the old brick house. May I make
a picture of this house?" said the
Rambler, in that humble and con-
ciliatory way which has sometimes
deferred people setting the dog on
him. you'll have to ask the owner
over there in the summer house," said
the woman. 'eFine property-corn
felds-acres Of potatoes-auto in the
front yard-summer house-some
place! And perhaps dipner" These