Evening star., 1937-02-21

she would turn out to be the kind of
ship that Mary Pinchot was
woman" The Mary Emo was goodly
vessel of $50 tons gross and 120 tons
net, 148 feet over all, 110 feet water
line and 16 feet draft, and the Gov
ernor says in his book on the great
adventure to the South Seas, as soon
as G. B. (his wife) and he set eyes
on her, he knew she was the one. BY
the way, that delightful, boyish story,
Gift and Stiff" was written by his
son, Clifford Bryce Pinchot, who was
little boy of about II when he was
one of the hands on the schooner. and
stiff" was Stephen Stalnaker. his
roommate at school.
The Governor and Mrs. Pinchot
Came to Washington for the Winter.
Gov. and Mrs. Pinchot have re-
turned to Washington for the Winter
and are living in what was his
mothers charming old house on
Thomas circle, the house where
Mrs. James Pinchot held a select
court for some years 1t is filled with
much Of the beautiful tapestried fur
niture, objetS darts, exquisite hang
| ings and many Of the personal collec-
tions which she loved and to each Of
which was attached an interesting
story of how some of them were gifts
and some obtained because Of the
sentiment and understanding she dis
played for the original owners. For
instance, there was lovely fan owned
by an old collector down in Mexico,
where Mrs. Pinchot was staying. 1t
was an ever-present joy to the old
| man, who had been offered large
sums of money for it. but not even
| pinching poverty could induce him to
| part with it. Mrs. Pinchot had q
rare collection of fans and longed to
add this one. but all of her generous
offers were refused. She said she fire.
quently went to his shop while in
Mexico City. as they had much in
common and he was an encyclopedia
of information. Well, finally, just be-
fore leaving the city, she went to tell
the old man good-by and was aston
ished to have the old collector put the
fan in her hand. She expressed
pleasure in its possession and deli
cately broached the price To her
pesos (about S12). Sonora. is all I
want. My days are numbered and
there is no loved one to whom could
leave it. You appreciate its beauty
and historic value-it is yours"
Last Wednesday, just before Mrs.
Pinchot was going across the street to
give that rousing talk to the league,
she received the visitor in the big,
sunny library where the elder Mrs.
Pinchot SO often received her guests.
A charming room. whose walls are
papered from floor to ceiling with
bookS-many rare old brown leather
bound volumes with the gold tooling
softened to the color of Etruscan
gold; a big fireplace, chairs and
lights handy for the booklover. Sur
rounded by the beautiful. artistic
things of life. it was difficult to picture
the lady of the mansion standing at
tIlc cIlIl VI d COdl up Ill
Pennsylvania. or the gate of factory
waiting for the workers to come out
so that she could discuss their prob
lens and needs with them. Or think
of her for long hours doing picket
duty for the garment workers-or
arranging meals in the Governors
mansion at Harrisburg during the de-
preston, when food was scarce for
the unemployed and everything must
be conserved so that all might share
a little. 1t was cleaned that she did
not want her party to become the
obstruction party" It was not so
much what was being done, as the
way it was being done. When one
talks to Mrs. Pinchot no aperitif Is
needed
The Presidents Son to Matriculate
At the University of Thomas Jefferson.
Hop along old Virginia, hop along"
for it is reported that young Franklin
Roosevelt will noatric,ilata ar the IIni-