Evening star., 1922-06-08
BY W. II. CLAGETT.

Dear Folks:
One day back in the dear old roll
lickin' past, while trekkin' through
the capitals of Europe. ! happened
across the great paintin' OF that
queen. who. questioned as to her
precious belongin's. pointed with pride
10 her little kiddies. and said, These
are my Jewels" I'm no art COMFY
soor. but the work impressed me so
that for three straight days l went
to the gallery to give it the up-and-
down, Never before in my life. nor
after. until yesterday. had 1 seen
sich a look o; faith. hope. love and
trust as that dee-picted on the race
of the sweet mother in the picture!
Yesterday 1 saw that look again!
Yes, and had a sneakin' suspicion l
heard the same words repeated. as
stood on the White House lawn and
watched the great chief OF our IN
comparable nation shake the hands
and pat the shoulders Of long line
of manned and battered veterans and
then pass them on to his good Missus
and Gen. Pershing!
And, God, what a line! Male and
female. nurses. soldiers. sailors an
marines. white. black. red and yell
low. Protestant. Catholic. Jew and
blind. all smilin'. all courteous. all
happy in tne knowledge they'd done
their bit that Old Glory would still
wave DER the land of the free!
One American Spirit.
o. ye of the narrow vision. who
would discriminate against any
creed, color, race or class in this fair
land of ourn! II you could have been
close enought to Col. G.. o. Sheriff.
or Commander Ralston Holmes to
hear them call out johnson" "Haw;.;
Schmidt" Cohen" "Garneau," San
tenelli." "Eppoulouchi." "Moscovich," b"
"Patarak" and "Wah!" If you could
have heard the many different tongues
greeted and noted the one big Amer
team spirit burstin' from the innerds
and beamin' on the faces of that
long line of patriots who were willin'
to fight and willin' to die that their
country Eight live. no more would
you critOse, no more would you
worry!
Blessed by perfect June after
noon. the big outpourin' of world war
fighters, with their nurses. God bless
EN-, began 10 arrive az tne palace -
early as $3.50 o'clock. Every hospital
for miles around sent their delega-
tions, representatives bein' present
from Fort McHenry. Evergreen In
stitution for the Blind at Perryville,
Nd: Soldiers Rest. at Culpsper Va:
beths, Naval Hospital. Silver Spring
trainin. center and Carry-on Club.
and through the usual splendid CO.
'peration of the White House fusileers
1t wasn't three shakes of lambs
tail before the big affair was on!
words for every man and woman in
line. President Harding. Mrs. Hard
ing and Gen. PerShing shook the
mitts of more'n 1900 guests, and as
the crippled and disfgured heroes
hobbled Off smilin' to partake of the
min little tents in other sections of
the grounds more'n one handkerchief
was raised to wipe away a tear.
Falls on Bronner's Breast.
Kindly and gentle in his manner.
the head of the nation tried his
durndest to dispense graciousness to
one and all alike, but when Carl
Bronner of Cincinnati. headin' the
blind lads from Evergreen, Nd, was
led up by a sweet-faced matron and
displayed two handless stumps, to-
gether with the gapin' holes where
his eyes oughta been, even the great
buckeye statesman was forced to
give way to his feelin's. Grabbin'
young Bronner by both shoulders. the
President rested his head on the poor
feller's breast for the millioneth part
of a second and with one word,
Courage" quickly passed him on to
his wife and Gen. Pershing. Oh,
death. where is thy sting?