Evening star., 1939-10-01
Just
Between
Yourselves
BY PHILIP H. LOVE,
Junior Star Editor.


letters. OF course, the overwhelm-
ing majority of these letters come
from readers In Washington and its
Maryland and Virginia suburbs; !;
but surprising number bear post
marks scattered all over the map Of
the United States. Naturally, It's
the District, Maryland and Virginia
letters that interest me most, be-
cause it is the young people of these
areas for whom The Junior Star is
published. But, I hasten to add,
I'm always happy to learn that the
j. 8. Is read in other parts of the
country, too.
Just to give you an idea of the
kind of letters I receive, here is a
typical mornings mail, opened in
the order in which it Is stacked on
my desk:
Arthur Williams, 10, of PAIL Four
teenth street NE, Langdon School
pupil. offers thanks for a prize
awarded one of his contributions
That formality out of the way
Arthur goes on to report that he
has been the victim of two minor
accidents"
Il shot an arrow into the air and
1t landed on top Of my head" he
writes. Then I went riding down
a steep hill in my new wagon anc
couldn't make a curve. My mother
told me I'd better not 60 on steer
hills and from now on she knows
best"
Next is an envelope posImarked
salt Lake City, Utah" 1t contains
note from Melba LAWN, II, accom-
panied by a poem entitled, If ]
Were a Boy" Melba observes all
the rules of the contributors con-
test-even to stating her telephone
number. It's a fine poem, and
regret that, Tor reasons Of geography
I can't print it.
Comes now letter from a 16.
year-old German refugee attending
Central High School He has beer
doing some hitch-hiking, and hi:
note is accompanied by an article
describing trip to Baltimore
made, as he says, via "a thumb ane
two cars It's an interesting com
position, but I don't approve O
| hitch-hiking, and, therefore, Woul(
not care to publish anything tina
might tend to encourage boys ant
girls to try it. AS for my CORE
spondent-"Next week I plan t
! hitch-hike to the New York World
Fair" he says. I can only hope tina
he changes his mind, as hitch
hiking is far and away the mos
dangerous of all modes of trave
Then there's a long letter signe,
Literary Intellectual Institute, l21
S Street NV" This, it turns out
Is the name of circulating librar,
established by three public schoo
students" Desdemona and Etelk
/ Wade and Eleanor David.
These three girls have beel
working all summer on this project,
the letter states. They have col
lected books from their friends VIII
have no further use for them. The,
have over 300 books"
A splendid idea, girls-and tn
best of luck to you!
! X X
Next is Cornelia Jones' "Bircl
Tree poem and a note explaining
Il wrote it after I chopped dow
beautiful, tall birch tree, and m
conscience hurt" Cornelia, yo
know, is the poet-harpist- -pianis
written up in one of the principa
stories on this page last week
fact that prompts her to add: Eyes
I know it seems funny, but cal
swing an ak and play harp. No
all at once, of course, but it
some contrast"
describes as swing version" of tn
poem, which she has "set to music.
It goes:
Little birch tree, must you go?
Boo-hoo!
Must you fall by the AXIS blow?
Chop-chop!
Must you die when God loves you so
Boo-hoo!
And put you here to live and grow?
Question mark
| X X
With Mary Webster's interesting
article on Williamsburg is this note
'The reason I liked Williamsburg s.
much was that it wasn't like mu
scum. 1t was real. There were peo
pie living in the houses and student
attending the college. This, I think
will make me remember Williams
burg longer than any museum w
seen yet"
X X
From Joseph Galloway, Sd, 8, of Al
South Washington street, Alexan
dria, Va: A letter telling of fish
ing trip on which he and some com
panions rescued a dog from drown
ing. And from Norman Schwartz
Is, of 5400 Illinois avenue NV, ,
Roosevelt High School student: 9TH,
real way to define democracy is t,
speak to the oppressed of other ma
tions. Their descriptions of what i
taking place in those other land
would make us realize what democ
racy means"
I X X X X
Next-but shucks, that's the en-,
Of my space quota! And there ar
still 16 letters in the pile!
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BY JEAN HAYES, 9,