The Washington times., 1935-04-22
NOW
Postal Building
With No Chute
GAY GARDENS
Long, SlauG hter House Plan StirS Civic Protest
BY HELEN ESSARY
Postmaster Thoughts:

.Women's conventions; noble
public utterances; distinguished
citizens; hard-boiled eggs auto
mobile exhaust pes; red lights;
war talk; chickenpox ~ the
neighborhood; charm.
T That great, costly new Post
Office Building has no mail
box. And no mail chute.
! Almost every other office
building in town except the
gorgeous modern one, dedicated
to the Postal Service, has q
slide or a box, or two or three
slides or boxes, on every floor.
The architects of the Post
Office Building (see last ad.
ministratiouO forgot to include
such details in their plans.
When a clerk or a depart
ment head wishes to dispatch
letters on-well-on the eff
ficient handling of mail, he
rings for an office boy. The
boy arrives with a tray. Col
lects the letters, and carries
them to the mailing room.
Eventually the letters reach a
big mail pouch on the first
floor. And a postman drags
out the written words on the
perfect postal system.
Mrs. Roland c. Ringgold, Of
Bellevue Farms, Shepherds
town, West Virginia, has sent
q delightful sketch of Mrs. Ken
meth Gilpin, the daughter of the
late Senator Tyson, and of her
Virginia home.
The lovely Isabella Glpm
was Queen several years ago Of
the Winchester Apple Blossom
Festival. She has one OF the
finest gardens in the South.
This week Virginia garden en-
thusiasts will be eager to see
her beautiful estate. Mrs. Ring
gold says:
cat Scaleby, the estate of the
Kenneth Gilpins in Clarke
county, Va, grOoms are giving
the horses an extra rub these
dayS-especially Teddy, Ken
neth's prize French stallion.
Fifteen or so gardeners are
cOaxing spring flowers for Isa-
bella on her arrival from South
America, Bermuda, or wher-
ever she and Kenneth have
caught up with the boys, Ken
and Ty, for Easter"
Home again, Kenneth and
Isabella, known to their farmer
neighbors as Squire Gilpin
and his Lady," will take up
their collective and respective
interests. The Squire will be
off to answer in person Teddy's
impatient neighing. His Lady
among other things-to the
marvellous gardens.
Over cocktails at Scaleby, be-
fore they sailed for South
America last winter, the talk
drifted from Thomas Nelson
Pages charming chronicles of
old plantation life to the pres"
ent social and political up
heaval.
The gay chatter was inter-
rupted for moment when
the colored butler came to say
there was a long distance call
from Knoxville. When Isabella
had gone, a woman, often a
guest at Scaleby, said:
"WOmen of Pages time would
have tainted at the sight of Isa-
beIla's daily schedule. Between
Q continuous round of week
end guests and parties here and
In Washington, she shoots with
the boys, runs down to Knox
vile to give her old home to
the Episcopal Church, and still
finds time for parish meetings,
to run a country school for boys
in the neighbOrhOOd, and to
give an eggnOg party each year
for farmer neighbOrs as a
graceful gesture for the priv
lege of hunting over their land"
Death and taxes, somebody
said, are inevitable. Add meas
les.
At least, Marietta Kleberg
Andrews would say so. Although
she didn't let the measles break
her spirit.
The young and pretty Mrs.
Forrest Lee Andrews has been
visiting her parents, Representa-
tive and Mrs. Richard Kleoerg,
of Texas, at their Washington
home. Her friends here have
been reminding her of her re-
cent wedding day.
When Marietta decided to be
married, her parents (they tell
me they are the biggest people
in that big State of Texas said
she should have the finest we'd
ding anybody could have.
Hundreds of blooming mag
nolias and jasmine plants were
made into a long aisle through
which Marietta and the BRIDE
groom were to walk happily
under a full moon. The we'd
ding was set for 9 o'clock in
the evening.
Every detail of the most ro-
mantle wedding ceremony in
the memory of the Southwest
was arranged.
Then, the bride broke out
with the measles. But the
wedding had to go on. So
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