The Washington times., 1936-12-05

nooo' was ue1I
nitely a poor v-. wartield
relation.
Regardless of her inherited
position and her marriage into
an excellent Maryland family,
Mrs. Teackle Wallis Warfield,
mother of the present Mrs. Simp-
son, often found life difficult.
Her daughter Wallis was some
times snubbed by girls who un,
doubtedly wish today they mad
been more agreeable.
A proverb says the child Is
the father of the man" In the
Wallis Warfield I remember in
Baltimore, the child was the
mother of the woman.
And, in a way, the life in Bal
timore has repeated itself IN
London. AS young girl, Wallis
was always surrounded by Sltua-
tionS that had to be overcome.
Such an environment would
have made an ordinary person
morbid, Would surely have
broken her spirit. But the
troubles of her childhood devel-
oped in Wallis brilliant re-
SourcefulneSS. She carried her
head high. Always seemed happy
Bore no grudges. And was COM
pletely herself.
I spoke yesterday Of her affec-
ton for Tom Lawson, her Eng
lish bulldog. More than anything
else in her life as child, I
think Wallis loved Tom Lawson.
He was a black animal with
heavy, powerful Jaws and scoWl-
ing eyes. Wallis would take him
walking down the high steps OF
the Preston apartment house,
where she lived with her mother.
The sidewalk on Preston Street
was narrow, but Wallis had
lofty, independent manner. Sne
led Tom Lawson with the same
assurance that she has since led
the King of England.
When Tom Lawson strained at
the leash his mistress held tlrm
hold. And the silver friendship
bracelets tangled on her stauncn
little wrist.
Things were always happening
In the Warfie1d apartment. It was
not q rich establishment but 1t
was never dull. There was always
music and laughter and I'M
promptu parties.
T remember the dining room, its
enormous center table, and the
good food that was served there.
Many times on hot nights Wallis
and her friends would draw up
their chairs and eat peach sun
daes from Mrs. Warfield'S best
china plates.
Peach sundaeS were a summer
time treat of Mr.. I. Freeman
Rasin, jr., whom Wallis mother
later married. Mr.. RaSin would
come to call at apartment &c at
the Preston almost every evening.
Soon after he arrived he would
telephone to the corner drugstore,
not for a sundae apiece. but for a
dozen Sundaes. A few minutes
after the telephone order had been
given there would be ring at the
doorbell. The drugstore meSSen-
ger would enter with huge plate,
as big as a turkey platter, stacked
with SundaeS.
Good food was served in the
Warfield household. Often Mr..
Rasin was a guest at the family
table. Young Free" as his friends
called him. was a fat, hearty fel-
low who liked to eat and drink
well.
When he was expected for a
meal, Mrs. Warfield's Negro cook
would spend most of the day in
the kitchen preparing fried
chicken, hot biscuits, corn pud-
ding and other Maryland deli
cacies, whose recipes Wallis Simp-
son has been remembering for her
little dinners with King Edward.
When Wallis Simpson spent a
vacation from school at home with
her mother she did not live by the
usual nursery routine that sends
little girls to bed early.
But she never looked thin or
worn or like she needed sleep.
She was quick at everything she
did. She talked fast, moved fast,
darted from one thought to an,
other while her young friends were
deciding what to say or do next
When she relaxed she relaxed
completely. She loved to read
not stories of romance such as
some children hid under their
pillows at night, but tales of ad
venture.
My sister has ragged little
book which belonged to Wallis
It's title is "TriXie." "Trixie" was
q smart little girl whom the other
children teased. But "Trixie'
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