Evening star., 1923-04-02

a branches Of line of button
Il n wood trees-call them syca-
mores, II you like-that line the Ave
nue. side of the Botanic Garden. A
native coming along naturally craned
her neck 10 see what was what, but,
finding nothing more than so many
halls swinging on bare branches. was
continuing her way when the woman
tourist halted her with a kindly in
formative remark:
We are just saying how odd it is
that Washington has no March winds!
Out in Illinois. where we come from,
You couldn't find a sycamore. ball in
tho whole county. The March hurri-
canes strip the trees clean"
She seemed proud Of the loss, and
her obvious husband added another
degree of Dragging:
Seems to me you folks must hnd 1t
enervating with nothing but tame
weather right along. l like a rip
snortiug cyclone. now and then:
freshcus up the lungs.
I'VE call Chicago the Windy city
because il is on big lakc--you never
saw such big lakeland though we
live sixty miles back, the wind 'roE'
that lake almost blows us away. Why.
we left snow all over everything, and
here il is almost summer with flow
ers blooming. Still, ! must say like
snappy weather at this season Of the
year" .-...
Healthier" explained the man; "a
tropical climate is pleasant for the
novelty Of the thing, but you'd be
much better off II you had your regu-
lar March winds
All of which wouldn't be worth tell
ing about, except that it might in
terest you to know what we have
missed out on the March lion. If ever
you had to hold your hat on to keep
Il from blowing away, while your feet
were trying to skip off from the rest
OF you, you might reasonably have
suspicioned d gale-which shows how
mistaken the best OF people can be.
Also, il you will tolerate a personal
chip-in. when the native who was
supposed to know nothing of windy
city and its lake got TO her own front
gate she said to the literal family
tree in front of it:
Martha Ellen, I have watched you
every day since the tree doctor
derceiy the winds beat you up, never
once have you shed those balls until
the new buds pushed them off. I be-
Eeve you sycamores are built that
way"
OF course. she may be mistaken
tut--if you always wait until you are
certain of your facts, you might as
well be dumb.
4 WOMAN was saying this to q
IA man: Mother Nature isn't q
business woman. Instead OF bestow-
Ing her gifts methodically. SO that the
recipient OF each will make efficient
use OF Il, she filings talents around
Ike that scriptural seed that fell on
barren soil. You know how I wanted
to 60 on the stage, and couldn't be-
cause of lack OF a carrying voice.
We'll, In a street car the other day I
was entranced by q woman behind me,
who had the most glorious tones
Hike the deep melody o" All organ
shat made every word a thing Of
beauty. Il was 80 unusual and so
splendid that had 70 pass my corner
to listen. And when did get out and
cried at the injustice OF wasting so
golden B talent on q dull. uneventfui
soul. who obviously never knew she
possessed it-while /"
And the man said TO the woman:
"you are blaming nature because
ahe wasted genius on that woman and
passed you by? When you get to be
as old as ! am II Will sort OF come to
you that nature is never unfair. It
Is Just that we cannot read her rid
dies. We ought to bump our heads on
the floor IN gratitude to her for the
wise throwing Of 80 many great gifts
away. II everybody proflted by all
tie genius she bestows, the world
would be SO filled with Beethovens.
Shakespeares and Michaelangelos that
fairly talented musicians and writer's
G-d artists would starTe. AS Il IS.