Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1934-06-10

Mrs. Anna Roosevelt Dall's intimate
story OF her mother in the current
number of a magazine Is a most re-
vealing resume of the daily life Of
one who is evidently a heroine in her
eyes, with all the human attributes
which are so necessary in the bosom
of ones family, and particularly
needed in the kind of public life Mrs.
Roosevelt has elected to lead
Any mother would be glad to have
a child write just such simple, jolly,
human story about her-and never
stopping over into sentimentality, and
yet with just that little touch Of hero
worship that is so natural and ap-
pea1ing.
one may not be a hero to ones
valet or ladyS maid, but was II not
the late King Edward Wis valet-or
gentleman of the bed chamber, or
whatever his title was-who said his
majesty was always a gentleman,
even in the privacy of his bed room.
And some of the most complimentary
things that have been said about the
Lady of the White House have been
said by those who have served her
for years.
AS an illustration of Mrs. RooSe-
velt's buSineSslike attitude when going
about the public affairs in which she
is interested, an amusing story was
told recently by an onlooker of the
Presidents wife driving up and down
the block near public school, looking
for place to park her car. mo
parking" signs had been placed at
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not realize this until a police officer
stepped up and asked if he could be
of assistance.
The air-cooled legislative chambers
at the Capitol have not been icy
enough to assuage the fiery tempers
of the distinguished members during
the past two weeks, and even the
gallery gods have mopped their brows
and fled, deciding it best to let their
Representatives fight it out without
audience; but Mrs. Roosevelt has been
possessed Of her usual poise and cool
possession during the torrid heat
of the past fortnight and has calmly
gone about her work without falter-
ing.
Watching the fleet maneuvers with
the President, attending commence
mentS, receiving groups OF women as
she stood on the steps of the preSiden-
tial car, a ball for charity and then
to West Virginia to review the work o.
the subsistence homesteaders, a project
near her heart.
On this visit-which was one of sew
eral in which she has gone very thor
oughly over the ground-she was &C
companied by Mrs. Harold Ickes, wife
of the Secretary of the Interior, a
woman of rare judgment and long in
public life, and Mr.. Barney Baruch-
of cotton or, rather, lilse thread sock
fame during the World War-and
thereby hangs a tale-went along to
West Virginia with them. Mrs. Roose-
velt's fellow travellers were surprised
to find that she knew many of the
little group of homesteaders by name
and it was John, has the baby i'm
proved?" and Mary, what about the
little garden plot?" and on through
the usual neighborly questions.
The Ambassador to Mexico and
Mrs. Daniels expect to have Mrs.
Roosevelt to breakfast tomorrow at
their home in Raleigh, N. G., when
she Is en- route to Durham to speak at
Duke University. Mr.. Daniels is af-
fectionately known at the White House
as 1.-The chief" He feels a proprietary
Interest in the PreSident-the big boy"
who was his Assistant Secretary Of
the Navy.
oh, yes During the hot time at the
Capitol, during the past week, it was
noticed that the members of the
two opposing parties strolling into the
chamber did not throw their arms
affectionately over each others Shout
ders, and the friendly grasp of the
hand was lacking in many instances;
also the CHEEKY Tom and Jim" 1t
was the official gentleman from so
and So; for the heat, thoughts of con-
stituents back home, fences to be re-
paired and the vote, which, why and
how. had driven Senators and Repre-
sentativeS almost to the verge OF
nervous prostration.
Why even Senator Bob Reynolds,
the Beau Brummel of the Upper House,
did not seem to care whether his usual
immaculate white linen suit was wrin-
killed. or not, and even his double
breasted coat was left unbuttoned.
His necktie, always the height Ct sar-
torlal elegance, may have been shade
off but nothing mattered but the
business in hand-and the getaway.
One member was heard to remark that
he wished just few of those 600 ice
bergs that are expected to appear in
the North Atlantic this Summer would
float down the Potomac River and
anchor off Washington.
To go back to recovery projects, it
is interesting to learn that the educa-
tional program in the c. c. c. camps
is going forward and gaining more
and more the interest of the men.
While it is not known just what the
rate of illiteracy is among the 100000
men distributed in the 1,468 camps
in the several States of the Union, 1t
must be quite large, and goes beyond
the present generation in some in
stances.
Apropos of at least two generations
of illiterates, Mr.. Marsh, educational
director of the camps, recently told
an interesting story: He said, 1.-The
educational adviser was off in cor
ner with an illlterate enrolled man
teaching him to read. When the en-
rolled explained that no one in his
family could read or write, the teacher
said, Here's where we break family
tradition and the lessons went on
with renewed vigor.
It's awfully interesting to talk with
an outsider who has visited in one of
these camps. There is no cut-and-
dried routine in class and a man can
break in with a question whenever
he's ready. There is not even the
luxury of the log or little red school
house. so dear to the poet and man
in public life. But whenever season.
able. classes are held in the open in
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