Evening star., 1938-09-11


cries OF an unsuccessful presidential
candidate. If the memory of man
runneth not to the contrary-and we
do not think 1t does-this is the first
time this has been done in this con-
versational way, revealing as it does
the human side of the man. In a
plain. simple, at times chatty way, he
tells the public just how he felt about
the whole thing and what his conclu-
slons were after the campaign was over.
Since his earliest manhood he has
taken an active part in politics in his
State and as Republican Governor
IN an on year he won the respect and
confidence of the people of both
parties. He did not seek the presi-
Dental nomination in 1886, but when
the great adventure was thrust upon
MIN he maybe was bit stunned:
out as they say out his way he had
the stuff in him and went about the
)oo with a will and sincerity that
poled 100000 votes.
Reflexes Related by
Defeated Candidate.
Mr.. Landon writes that it was a
year to day after his nominatio
when he was bowling along in a
orenchlng rain. be-spattered with
Kansas mud. flashes of lightning now
and then binding him in the inky
darkness. that he felt the need of a
good laugh, when it suddenly came
TO him as he thought of his mud
spattered face, his disheveled clothes:
Great Heavens! A year ago tonight
I was nominated for the presidency
OF the United States!" AS visions
OF the greatness OF the office dawned
upon him, its powers in the world, its
ceremony, its binding publicity, the
contrast was so ludicrous that he saws
he burst out laughing.
Then he tells about a fishing trip
with Governor Aiken of Vermont on
which he caught two trout. So he
wrote on the wall of the cabin where
they were staying-"Two fish! Two
tes!'-adding, "the two I carried
in 1885, Maine and Vermont" And
then MIR. Landon mused humorously,
If there had been enough of you
I might have been in 4he White House
tonight instead of cropping my way
In q heavy thunder storm along a
barbed wire inclosure in the oil fields"
A jolly way of looking at it for he
neither underestimates the greatness
and dignity of the Office to which
chance made him ar aspirant, nor the
responsibilities, the trust, the devast-
Ing grind and the ingratitude of the
service, but he adds philosophically,
"the grapes of defeat were sweet"
and he doubtless thinks the great ad-
venture was one any true citizen would
look back upon with pride and an
appreciation of the honor that had
come to him.
Mrs. Roosevelt tells in her column,
my Day" of the simple, homely
happenings that make up her day.
Nothing exciting, but generally read
News just naturally flows her way,
and if she were a mind to she could
pick out at random any one of the
hundreds of letters that fill her daily
mail and get an exciting story; but
she is considerate of the ethics of the
profession, and while she does have
some pretty good scoops she never be-
trays confidence to make one.
Recently my Day" has assumed
the proportions of a 254-page book,
which is helping out the early fall
display in the bookshop windows. It's
not book that one will burn the
midnight oil over or find it difficult
to lay down. But it is nice book to
pick up and read bit.
She is not quite as frank in this
collection Of excerpts from her pub
Tic diary as she was in her autobiog-
raphy, This Is My Story" She has
q way of saying things that is all her
own, and her humor can best be ap-
preciated if one sees her laughing eyes.
First Lady's
Bill Of Rights.
~ Mrs. Roosevelt maintains that it is
the right of every human being to
live as fully and as happily as he
can; to take the pleasures of life as
they come but not to forget what one
owes to the home. the State and the
country. In This Is My Story" she
tells how she has grown through the
years For many years Of her life she
lived the circumscribed existence of the
women Of her class; but as her children
grew older she realized that she, too,
with other women should have her
place IN the world Of affairs as she