The Washington times., 1936-12-19
Mrs. B ora n
told me this

herself at a Mrs. VIM. E. Borah
luncheon given by Mrs. Louis G
Caldwell at the 1925 F Street
Club. 1 hope indeed that Mrs
Borah will decide to do the book
Without qualification, she Is
the wittiest woman in washing
ton. She has known the big world
of the Capital intimately since her
husband was first elected to the
Senate 80 years ago. With her
eyes wide open she has watched
celebrities come, play their little
parts, and go. Meanwhile she and
Mr.. Borah have remained par.
ticular lions in a town crowded
with drama.
Little Borah's conversation is
sharpened by extraordinary senSi-
tiveness and a knowledge Of peo-
Pile. Through Seven Administra-
tions," if it is ever written, will
make all previous Washington
books palely speculative.
Mrs. Borah declared yesterday
that she hesitated to undertake
the book because she was not a
writing person. I suspect she Is
overmodest. She doesn't need to
write, to actually compose.
A clever stenographer could fol
low her about. Take down her
every day remarks and recollec-
tions and do a job that would
make DR.. Johnson'S satellite-Mr.
Boswell. seem like a kindergart-
ner.
Mrs. Borah's book would be not
only a fine historical document
but a valuable record Of the Wash
ington world From Roosevelt to
Roosevelt" told amusingly.
You see, I want that book writ
ten. ..-
Mrs. Borah's conversation yes
terday was a pungent example of
her style. She said she had been
receiving daily, dozens of letters
scolding her for her recent light
hearted public remark about Mrs.
Simpson.
st suppose the world is well lost
for love-" Mrs. Borah said, turn
ing a phrase, when she was inter
viewed about King Edward Wis
abdication.
This statement made many
righteous spirits violent.
Senator Borah, it seems, now
that he has given up riding
horseback, takes many long
walks.
Mrs. Borah also told me an
experience her husband had one
rainy day not very long ago
when he was riding in Rock
Creek Park.
The Senator was riding slowly,
with an old hat pulled down
over his eyes and a long slicker
over his clothes. Suddenly tall
woman appeared on foot from
a side road and addressed him
in a firm. English voice:
"StOp for mOment-I wish
to be directed to the Zoo"
The Senator from Idaho real,
lied that the EnglishWoman
thought he was a park police,
man. But he said politely, Ger
tainly madam. follow me-"
Neither spoke for the next five
minutes. The English woman
kept pace with the slow moving
horse. At the entrance to the
Zoo, she paused, looked sharply
at the Senator's face and said:
You really are a guide,
aren't yOu?"
The old-time Senate Progress
sive smiled sadly and answered: {:
MANY people think mott"
Mr.. Joseph E. Davies, the Am
basSador to the U. S. S. R., will
need 10 passports to transport his
wife, his daughter and their per-
sonaI servants-maids and a valet
to Moscow.
That frozen milk and cream
which Mrs. Davies has Or
dered shipped to Moscow is not
Cn6 extravaganza IIldG IL seems at
first thought. Good milk is hard
to find in Russia. People who can
afford the cost have theirs sent
from Finland. Good green vege-
tables must also be imported from
Finland. Russia produces, how
ever, delicious fruit.
Mrs. Frances Wilkinson Bunker
will arrive in Moscow soon after
Ambassador and Mrs. Davies are
settled there. She will sail on
January II and soon thereafter
will be married to Augusta Rosso,
italian Ambassador to the Soviet,
at a civil ceremony in Paris.
The Austrian Minister and
Madame Prochnik, who are close
friends of Ambassador RoSSo and
his fiancee, will entertain on Jan
uary 16 at the last of the many
parties given for Mrs. Bunker be-
fore her departure.