Coulee City dispatch. [volume] (Coulee City, Wash.) 19??-19??, 1937-10-07
Lights Of NewXork
by L. L. STEVENSON

Now Brooklyn has another girl po-
ct. It seems only like yesterday
that little Nathalia Crane, who be-
gan writing at the age of nine, as
tonished experts with her book of
verses about the janitor's boy and
others. Miss Crane is grown up
now but in her place comes Miss
Katharine Carossa. Miss Carossa
will not be fourteen for IL days
yet. But her second book of poems
is just off the press. The book,
Crystal Arabesques, contains 70
poems. The imagery, smoothness
and wording suggest maturity. New
ertheless Miss Carossa suggests
Miss Crane. She's considerably
darker and little taller than Ma
italia was back in those days when
went over to Brooklyn to inter-
view her. But she's also shy, re-
served and attractive She started
writing when she was in the fourth
grade. A poem of hers so i'm
pressed a teacher that he encour-
aged her to continue. Now she's in
her fourth term of the Brooklyn
Girls high school. She's usually first
in all her studies. But she doesn't
engage in athletics. She prefers to
go home and write.
On her mothers side, Miss Ca
rosa is Russian and on her ia
theirs, Spanish. Her father is
court interpreter and holds Phi. D.
degree from the University of &C.
neva. His library consists of $4,000
volumes. Miss Carossa spends
much time among her fathers
books. When she isn't doing that
and when she isn't writing, she is
at her piano. For years, she has
practiced three hours a day. Her
favorite composers are Brahms,
Beethoven and Chopin, and one of
her poems is entitled Chopin
Valse." In fact, her love Of music
is such that it has placed her in
something of dilemma. At the mo-
ment, she cannot decide whether
she will go to college and continue
with her writing or to the Juillard
school and perfect herself in music.
However, at fourteen, even though
she has written two books, there
seems to be time for her to make
up her mind
A short time ago there was re-
corded in this space a piece about
a black and white warbler that
mothered an orphan startling in Rob-
ert J. Weeks back yard in Old
Greenwich. Writes Albert Stoll, Jr.,
conservation editor of the Detroit
News:
$50 far as I know, this is very
unusual. I do know that in Michi-
gan, the cowbird frequently lays its
eggs in the nest of the chipping
sparrow and although the bird and
eggs are about half the size of the
chipping sparrow, the latter will in
cubate the eggs and raise the mixed
brood of cowbirds and sparrows to
maturity. This is not at all I'M
usual.
''The only experience I have had
along this line was at one time when
I had an injured yellow-billed
cuckoo in cage in which I placed
a fledgling martin that had fallen
out of it's nest. The cuckoo did
attempt to feed the martin but with
out any degree of success"
Speaking of birds, as l was shaw
ing this morning, heard a bird
singing over in Central park. Maybe
it was a wild canary or possibly
song sparrow. It's been so long
since I've heard bird sing that I
couldn't make an Identification. But
be that as it may, that song of
little wild creature in the midst of
intensely urban settings so thrilled
me that I stood there motionless
while the lather caked on my face.
Tonight I'm going to a band con-
cert right over there where that
bird proclaimed it's Joy at being
alive.
Then there was that sunset the
other evening The western sky
seemed a ncottled mass of deep
reds. Across it scuttled clouds
seemingly in a great hurry. Be-
hind the tower of the Roerick mu-
scum, they massed in such forma-
ton that they looked like palm trees
on a coral island. I wish I could
put that scene on paper. But some
way or other, it just won't go into
mere words.