The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1935-06-17

NOW
A Farm Woman
Spurs G.. o. P.
d. G.. BEAUTIES
BY HELEN ESSARY

a new personality has ap-
peared on the national political
stage. A new kind Of person
atty. A farm woman!
A simple, clear-thinking,
straight talking, hard working
poultry raiser, Mrs. George B.
Simmons from Marshall, Mo-, is
going to be "the ten strike Of the
Republicans in the coming
Presidential campaign" so the
political writer's say.
7 Mrs. Simmons was the hit Of
the Grass Roots Convention, the
delegates and newspaper men
Just returned from Springfield
declare unanimously.
Without speech-making eX.
perience, she stood on the plat
form in a little pink, knitted
dress and said in homely words
what she thought about soft
handed fatheads down in Wash
ington trying to run my huS-
bands farm" And swept the
convention into an uproar Of
enthusiasm.
Republican leaders think Mrs.
Simmons is a gift from Heaven.
If they can persuade her huS-
band to get a hired man to look
after her 500 chickens and a
hired girl to do the washing
and the cooking, to keep house,
and to mind the children, they
are going to rush her into the
next campaign.
Mrs. Simmons was discovered
by the Saturday Evening Post,
when a fat manuscript, labeled
"Where Do We Go from Here?"
came unheralded into their Of
flee.
Mrs. Simmons says she wrote
the article from her heart and
her experience. She had been
thinking about its subject for
months. But she hadn't had
time during the day to try writ
ing new thoughts. So she sat
UP all one winter night in the
kitchen at the table and wrote
and wrote.
The fire went out in the
range. The room got mighty
cold. But Mrs. Simmons kept
on writing. She just had to say
what she thought about "the
Golden Rule and the Ten Com.
mandments still being better to
live by than costly bureaucratic
Codes"
Newspaper men who've seen
political shows staged for years
had been told about Mrs. Sim
mons '.efore the convention.
They were expecting her to be a
piece of political showmanship.
Now they say they were wrong.
Mrs. Simmons is an honest-to-
goodness plain woman of the
soil. About twenty years ago,
she and her husband started
their farm on $35 and thirty
red hens. She's up from the
grass roots. And on her way
into a public career of import
ance.
And nova little converse
ton about other American
women-the women of New
York and Washington.
Mr.. Pierre CouSteau, a bril-
liant Partisan journalist come
to "the States" to write about
our ways, was discussing Ameri-
can women at the Cosmos Club
yesterday. He thinks the women
of Washington are much better
looking han New York women.
Madame Cousteau, who is
slim and blonde and very pretty,
thinks so, too. She had heard
much in Europe about the
beauty of American women.
Their reputation abroad credits
them better figures, lovelier
faces, and more chic than
women of any other national
ity.
But when Madame Cousteau
got to New York? All. she was
indeed disappointed, by zose
wom~~ Some were nice. verv
very nice. But, as a whole, au
contraire.
In Washington, she thinks, IN
all classes of society are lovely
women. The streets, shops and
hotels are full of them. Wash
ington? It is altogether better
than New York. All! Very
much.
Ours is practically a wo-
mans column today. Now for a
few remarks about the feminine
intelligentzia on its way by
bus, motor, and plane to Los
Angeles. to the ninth biennial
session of the American Associa-
ton of University Women.
Mrs. Howard Nichols, presi-
dent of the washington group,
and Mrs. James McClintock,
treasurer of the national body
with headquarters at 1884 Eye
Street, already have left town.
Mrs. McClintock will stop at
the University of Colorado to
see her son graduate.
Instead of following in the
financial footsteps of his father,
who is chairman of finance for
the National Red Cross, young
James will study medicine this
fall at the University of PennSyl'
vania.
The McClirltocks tell an