Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1930-09-14
The Story of
Man Who Longed
for a Home.

that, at 3d. Brennon fell in love; fell in love to
such extent that, had the Widow Smeade
stipulated that they live their lives out atop an
omnibus Brennon would have consented For
tunately however, the desires of the Widow
Smeade were simple, intelligent ones that fitted
in nicely with his scheme. A hotel dwelIer her.
self, for fourteen years past, it was with GER
tain relief that she fell in with the plans of
Brennon to divorce themselves as fast as pos
sible from the more nosome unpriyate EXIST
ence of the public hosiery.
The Savoy was offered for SALE and brought
price far handsomer than Brennon had an
ticpated.
a T 81, feeling younger than he had in twenty
years, married to a lovely, well-preseryed
woman of his passionate choice, he was in the
blessed position Of giving expression to the de-
sires that had so long ranked him.
The Brennons chose house on one of the
private, restricted, residential streets of the
town, furnished it to the queens and their own
tastes created a garden about it, stocked their
garage with cars, their top floor with servants:
their cellar with wines, and set about the de-
hghtful business of making their house home
in every sense of the word.
And the new Mrs. Brennon had knack
Under her firm and authentic touch the home
took on new life, so to speak. In all his pre-
vious frustrated Dreams Brennon admitted to
himself, he had never quite succeeded in Wis
ualiZing the kind of perfection this woman
brought TO the creating of a home
Privacy, lovely furnishings, small personal
touches of flowers in bowls arranged by her;
color schemes worked out according to her
knowledge Of his taste; the bed folded back by
her loving hands because she knew the way he
liked his pillows piled. Sentimental if you
viii, but where his new happiness was con-
cerned Brennon was unashamedly that
1t was not until after five years of their
cloudleSS marriage that Brennon and his wife
took their first trip out into the world which
flowed about this home. They went to a city
some four hundred miles removed from theirs.
there to enjoy the theaters and concerts of the
larger metropolis.
Il T WAS while they were at the Grand Hotel
there and enjoying what they were pleased
to call their second honeymoon that the oppor-
tunity to purchase the hostelry at an absurdly
low price literally fell into Brennon's lap.
At first the idea was preposterous and both
he and his wife turned willing backs upon the
entire idea. But strangely in the case of both
OF them, the idea simply would not be downed.
After ALL the new Mrs. Brennon had lived
fourteen years In the light and glamour Of hotel
life and there was something about it-Some-
thing about it
AS for Brennon, he was the old race horse
paving the turf Time and time again he
turned his face away, only to scent back again,
hypnotized.
The inevitable happened For seven years
Brennon and his wife have occupied Six-room
suite in their hotel, the Grand. During that
time the institution has more than tripled it's
patronage and its success rebounds to the credit
of Brennon.
Meanwhile, he and his wife promise them
selves, with optimism, that one of these days
they will turn their backs on the shalIowness
Of hotel life, and really create themselves
home.
(Copyrighted 1900