Worcester Democrat and the ledger-enterprise. (Pocomoke City, Md.) 1921-1953, 1923-05-19
Continued from last week.)

Continued from last week.)
The beautiful home Of Mary Pick
ford and Douglas Fairbanks soon
came to view and farther on pref
ty pink stucco home that Mary had
given to her mother. Just as we
turned around the bend Of the road
overlooking the beautiful Santa Mo
Mica palisades and bay, we saw Ger
aldine Farrar's summer home and
were told that Geraldine had named
this spot, Goods garden by the sea. I"
We were then nearing the tract of
lots for sale, near to which we were
told, there would soon be erected a
great religious institution "a Metho-
dist school and Chautauqua, ] believe,
but am not certain.
Reaching the tract, we were invit-
ed into a tent, where we were seated
on board benches around board ta-
bles. Sandwiches and slice of raj
sin pie were served and cups were
generously filled with coffee. After
lunch, the tables were removed and
a speaker mounted the platform and
expiated on the beauties and posi-
bilities of California and particularly
of the lots for sale. He spoke so
rapidly and walked up and down the
platform SO fast he made ones head
swim, but we managed to live thru
it. Then, the sale Of the lots began.
They We're offered for $500, on terms.
We had explained in the beginning
that we had no intention Of buying,
but were urged to come along as they
wanted a crowd to help boost the
sale.
School opened the last of August
that year, and we were both compell-
ed to go back to work. The novelty
of taking care Of an apartment soon
wore off. / never did like housework,
you know. It wasn't very much fun
to come in evenings tired and have to
make your own bed, and sweep the
floor, and find the dishes that we had
left from morning piled up in the
sink. I soon began to wish again for
the ease and comfort of hotel room.
Miss Thompson is more domestically
inclined than ! am land as she reached
home several hours earlier than / did
she liked the arrangement quite well.
We had some good times and some
exciting times together. One Sunday
evening we came home from church
about half past nine, and stepped into
the elevator to go up to our apart
ment. It was one of those automatic
Elevators, which everybody must run
for himself. We closed both doors
and pressed the button for our floor.
We went about half way up, when
the current went off. The light went
out and the elevator stopped. We
yelled our predicamept down to the
lady at the desk. She called back
with comforting assurance that all
the lights in the. house were off too,
and we would all have to wait until
the current came on again. We had
on our best Sunday-go-to meeting
clothes land didn't care to sit on the
floor Of the car, SO we had to stand
and practice our religious self-control
as best we could until the light and
the current came on.
The most exciting event, however,
and the one that caused me to leave
was the robbery. While I was at
school one Saturday morning and Miss
Thompson was down town for just a.
bout three hours, burglars entered our
apartment by means Of a pass key
and ransacked the place. They found
Miss Thompson's trunk key opened
the trunk and helped themselves to
her heirlooms and other highly treas
ured articles. I had my trunk keys
with me, and they found nothing they
wanted, in my room. Everyday they
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