Worcester Democrat and the ledger-enterprise. (Pocomoke City, Md.) 1921-1953, 1923-05-19
Former Poconoke Editor
Writes Interesting Letter
Miss Marie c. JONES' Now Located In Los Angeles Cali
fornia, Tells OF Her Experiences In The West

wonderful caves, formed by. the
oceans continual beating against the
huge rocks. u.
/ The stages, or motor buses, make
the trip from Los Angeles to San
Diego in about four hours, I believe,
the trains in about three and half
hours, but we took the trip more leis-
|urely, stopping at little resort so
that the children could go bathing in
the Pacific. We reached San Diego
at about six o'clock, and drove on out
to Balboa Park. To my surprise and
great delight, I found myself on the
San Diego Exposition grounds. 1t
seemed like dream, for I had no idea
that the buildings and grounds had
been preserved and made permanent
part of the park. I had published so
many articles in the paper when I was
in Pocomoke, and had been so much
interested in the pictures and ac-
counts of it that recognized at quite
a distance. what was left of the vii
lage of the old Hopi Indian cave
jewellers.
The buildings and grounds are
beautiful beyond description. I re-
solved to go out the next day and
roam around by myself and drink in
all the enchanting loneliness of the
place. Willie's time was limited. He
left me at the Maryland Hotel while
he and his merry crowd went on. At
ter dinner went opt for some post
cards which I wrote down in the ho-
tel parlors, then went up to my room
for the night. =.
I slept until nine o'clock. On aris-
:ing, I found pushed under my door
the morning paper and a post card
picture of the hotel, containing an old
English greeting, which courteous
consideration I have never before re-
ceived at any hotel.
After breakfast, I took the street
car or rather it took me out to Bal
boa Park again, where wandered a.
round the grounds to my hearts con-
tent, almost imagining ] was in Para
disc. AS I reached the great outdoor
pipe organ, presented to the park by
Mr.. Spreckles, I stood for sometime
getting mental picture of the, scene.
In front of me was the great organ,
facing which were the seats for the
audiences. Over against the right
was a solid mass of blooming flowers,
beyond which the bay glistened and
|glittered in the glorious sunshine,
while from all sides came the dreamy
murmur of the gently swaying trees
which formed the background.
Everybody who comes to California
should certainly visit this gem of a
park at San Diego. It's water front
lends a certain charm, the absence OF
the crowds of people which character
ize Los Angeles gives it certain
restfulness and the climate is said
to be the most equable in all the
world. Los Angeles seems to draw
and hold the people, however, more
than any city in California. San Fran
cisco regards it with a jealous eye,
although San Francisco claims to be
the greatest business center Los An
geles has the better climate, and it's
growth the last few years has been
phenomenal.
But to return to my trip to San
Diego. I had been invited to visit
Mrs. A. Jessop if I ever came to San
Diego. She was before marriage Miss
Elsie Simpson, formerly of Pocomoke
City, you know. I resolved to. look
her up. son found the jewelry firm
of A. Jessop & Sons, one of the larg-
est in San Diego. Mr.. Jessop well
coined me most cordially and directed
me how to get across the bay to Coro-
nado where their home is located,
meanwhile 'phoning to Mrs. Jessop
that I was coming.
ITO he cOntinued1