Every evening, Wilmington daily commercial., 1921-08-24

About n miIc up Edgemoor Lane
from shellpot trolley line stands an
old gray stone houne that has been
transformed from a farm house 10
vacation home for girls. II IL the Y.
W. c. A. Holiday House. which all
visitors remember as having full
fllled it's promise OF providing friends.
fellowship. food. frolic.e The Holiday
House is open for The week or the day.
for supper parties. for Girl Reserves
camping trips. and this year for Fresh
Air parties. The NTH party for
mothers and children will be held
September first. under The direction
OF Mrs. Fred Smith
Groups OF business girls, industrial
workers. school girls. and others go
to the Holiday House for rest and
recreation Mrs. Frances Hurst has
charge OF the commisary department,
which provides hearty meals of fresh
vegetables. good milk. and plenty Of
fruit. The spring water there is ex-
ceIlert. Miss Louise Matthews is
chairman of <s1v Holiday Hotrse and
Miss Mary T. Tucker, the recreation
secretary. plans hikes. straw rides,
marshmallow roasts. bacon bats and
sings.
When fhe girls go TO the Holiday
Holse for the weekend. they are met
al the trolley by the Blue Triangle
bus. Time was when visitors were
met by a rafting jitney. which the
f1ippant girls promptly christened
Lizzie Maud" but now Maud has
given way to a nenter, finer bus.
After ride over country roads, the
girls suddenly see a big house with
wide hospitabte porches, and shady
trees. one of which bears the sign, Y.
w. G. A Holiday House" After be-
ing welcomed, the girls troop UP to
the wide, many windowed bed rooms
and begin TO unpaek the baggage
recommended by the Holiday House
circular middies, sweat
ers. sneakers. your best smile and
your optimism" They prowi through
the rooms, greeting old friends and
TsmiIing at strangers. About thirty
Eve girls can be accommodated inside.
and a dozen in tent outdoors.
When Miss Average Girl has dress
ed In her MILDLY and bioomers, she
feels so youthful and carefree that
she ia &hfE 1tNi Attt 1AfAbS eAAf 49,
doors. Perhaps she hikes along to
the woods. where she swades in the
brook, perhaps she plays tennis or
ball: perhaps she climbs the low
branches Of a tree on the lawn and
has her picture taken. Presently the
dinner bell rings and The girls
crowd into the diningroom and seat
themselves 1T two long tables Every
cne ioins in the singing Of grace, and
then the meal begins. Suddenly a
siri starts to sing. Her table mates
chime in. and soon the whole room IL
chanting a nonsensicai song inform
ling the world that, Adam was the
FIRST man I really do believe. This
may be followed by that endless chant.
There's a hole in the bottom OF the
sea-" Anyone who knows a new
song, learned at a T. W. G. A con-
ference, at college, or at camp, Is
the center of attention. Before the
meal is over. some one starts song
Of praise for the cook. to the old tune
OF Reuben, Reuben"
sOh. the cook she Is a wonder
And when she is old and gray
We will all say, Yes by thunder,
She was some girl in her day"
Another favorite is the song which
initiates the sound of various farm
animals, and no meal is ever com
plete without singing the "Diievers." I"
That is the clipped title Of the chant
which is tossed back and forth be-
tween tables. One starts Did you
ever see a stone stepz" and the other
fable retorts did YOU ever see a tea
spoon7' So on ad infnltum, until