The Washington times., 1936-04-04
NOW
Europe Is GiUen
Flood 'News'
NO OMELETS?
BY HELEN ESSARY

ny HELEN ESSANA
Changing times:
When jackson fought the Brit
isn at the Battle of New Orleans
the peace treaty already had been
signed in Europe but the vessels
were so slow that no one knew
anything about it. Now when
President Roosevelt bats his hook
at 2:15 in the afternoon to catch
q fish off Haiti, we all know about
1t at 2:16.
But why, asks a gourmet we
know, in a world that is able to
achieve such miracles, can't one
get a good omelet anywhere in
the country?
Sometimes I wonder how many
people in this neighborhood have
visited the University Of Virginia
ct Charlottesville. It is, in my
opinion, the most symmetrically
beautiful place in America where
rows of dignified pure Colonial
houses face each other across ter
raced lawns of green and the eye
glideS from white column to white
column in almost endless array.
Thomas jefferson who largely de-
signed and built the University,
was the first and, trust not the
last, of our Presidents in whom
love Of beauty as well as love Of
country, burned like a lambert
flame.
We have an interesting and
always welcome visitor in town in
the person of Mrs. James M.
Thomson, of New Orleans. She
Is visiting her brother and sister.
tn-law, Senator and Mrs. Bennett
Champ Clark. A strikingly hand
some woman of great charm and
intelligence, Mrs. Thomson is a
distinguished figure in any gath.
ering, and dozens of her Washing.
ton friends are delighted that she
has come up from the Deep South.
That all-Harvard night at the
National Theater on Sunday,
when Harvard'S famous Hasty
Pudding Club put on its annual
show, convinceS me, from the
verve and speed of the per.
Torrance, that not even the
bleak New England winter nor
the teeming neuroses Of old BoS'
ton can dampen the spirits or
quench the gaiety of modern
youth. Even Henry Adams, after
writing that the South Seas con-
tanned the most beautiful islands
in the world, could not contain
his New England self. His very
next paragraph recalled the beau
ties Of Boston!
Europe sees the recent Potomac
floods.
From a letter written by q
daughter in Swiss school:
81 have been reading the
papers about the terrible floods
In the United States, especially
LII "oSu1A1SO OA1 0Au @DVut CPA-
denies Of typhoid fever and
dipatheria breaking out. The
papers say that the White
House was Threatened so badly
that the President was forced to
move out and that a great
many of the Government build
ingS were in danger and that
81 persons were drowned"
Other flood notes of a local
local nature:
The eight-year-old being hauled
home by his parents from the
Arlington Memorial Bridge, pro
testing loudly as he manfully i'm.
peded the homeWard-b bound en-.
deavors of his parents because he
wanted ito see some cattle going
down, too" He had just seen
some household furniture, por.
tions of homes and three large
launches daShing down the Poto-
mac.
Hans Kinder, hatless, baggS
trousers turned thrice up around
the ankles, wearing a strange, un.
c1assifiable looking blush corduroy
topcoat, watching the Potomac
swirl across the lower steps at the
watergate where a few short
months ago he directed the
National Symphony Orchestra in
those overwhelmingly popular sum-
mer concerts. BY the way, where
during the flood was the great
shell which, anchored off water.
gate bridge, provided a platform
for the performers? I hope it was
safely away from the placid Poto-
mac gone destructive.
Brig. Gen. H. C. ReiSinger, of
the United States Marine Corps,
combines to an unusual degree the
qualities of the artistic and the
practical. It is his duty, in part.
to see that the men of the corps,
scattared from one end Of the
world to the other, are paid, and
paid on time. Sometimes, as in
the campaign in Nicaragua against
SANDING. the men in the field
could not be reached over the i'm.
paSSable jungle trails. But they
were paid, and paid on time, none
the-leSS. Their money rained out
of the skies from Marine Corps air
planes.
In his leisure moments General
Re1slnger writes songs and sketches
for the annual Carabao Din
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