Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1923-01-24

. son Is now OH, IIty WIItt VI thS pCau-
tiful tropical scenery, of long horse
back rides through trails all through
| the jungle and along the prettiest
roads, with palms, ferns, plantains,
| bananas, oranges and lines growing
| thickly along the way. One ride over
a mountain trail of four miles brought
them in sight of Culebra Cut. But my
brother writes with all this beauti-
full scenery, warm days and cool nights,
and with all the wonderful things we
are seeing, give me good old New Eng
land for a place to live"
| They had a State of Maine Christ
| mas tree, but my sister-in-law wrote
| that she tried to find something to
make a wreath, and failed, the tropical
vegetation not lending itself to our
| Christmasy decorations.
Since l wrote last, l have enjoyed
| nice call from S. j. Y, in the summer,
| which was all too short; and in Sep
TENDER, "Lyall" who is girlhood
friend, made me a visit. We had such
a nice time together, talking over old
times and recent times, both grave
and gay, with little history inter-
mingled
The old Clarke house, a landmark
here for many years, has been taken
down. Whenever l think of it, the
lines of the old poem pop into my
head
II remember. / remember, the house
where / was born
The little window, where the sun came
peeping in at morn"
So many happy memories cling about
this old place, that some day I'm going
to write an article about it.
know you must all be tired by this
time My garrulous pen is apt to run
away with me. Our village library is
open all winter. In the face OF the
fuel shortage elsewhere we have much
to be thankful for, even in our little
sleepy town, under a snow bank
Faithfully yours,
Aunt Susan by the Sea.
You certainly have redeemed
yourself, sending this most interest
ing letter for us to enjoy. AS l nm
ished reading it, l looked out OF
window and said to you, mentally,
am looking at snowbanks similar to
yours. have propounded this ques-
ton to several of my friends, some
of them M. BIS How does so much
snow make up in the sky Cor air.
above us? How can it contain so
much as falls to the depth OF several
feet and weighs unnumbered tons?
The poem is fine and true. Many
quiet firesides will testify to that.
Your motheE is certainly wonder
full woman.
Waltham, Me, jan 3, 1928.
Dear Aunt Madge:
/ received the card you sent me at
Christmas time, and thank you for II.
The scene is very pretty, with ITS
shadows reflected in the waters and
the blue hills in the distance. We are
snow bound here, and have had some
heavy storms of late, but the snow
will go after a while, and the frowns
will be exchanged for smiles.
am very sorry l could not reach
you before We had bright and
pleasant Christmas here in the old
home.
Friday a. m.-More snow! 1t makes
it very hard for the men who are cut
ting and clearing away here on the
shores of the river for the new lake.
p. M. F.
We have received some poems
from P. M. F., and this letter is well
come. The M. B. C. is glad to have
representatives in the different
towns, and of course the more states
we hear from the better, These
things show widening of our circle.
| have recently read the story,
Alice Adams" for which Booth
Harrington won the 1000 Pulitzer
prize for the best American novel.
1t has been called a portrayal of
American family life" 1t has no
deep-laid plots; no wrestling with
psychology, or any modern lsms.
There are not enough characters to
make it confusing. 1t is a story of
home life, written in language so
simple that every situation intro
duced comes about naturally. There
are the nagging wife, the harried hus-
band, the hayward son, and the hero
ine-if we may call her that-Alice,
and l do not know Of any one ad-
jective that would describe her Con-
sidering her surroundings, she Is
rather remarkable girl. The book is
clean and wholesome, and not with
out its forceful lessons.