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Still Roberts Wife.

II know" the letter concludes,
that Peter and 1 are not legally
married. I am still Roberts wife
Shall I return to him? Or shall I
ask him for a divorce and turn him
over to lonesomeness and perhaps
heartbreak? In my letter I said,
Come home and we will adjust all
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Have a Savings Plan

For the first time since World War
1 many farm families are receiving
incomes sufficient to provide some
thing above necessary living ex-
penses. These larger incomes may
not continue many years into the
postwar period. Certainly we can
expect lower farm prices and in
comes within a few years after the
close of the war. To save successful
ly for the inevitable rainy day." we
need to make definite but simple
plans and goals for savings and in
vestments for the future.
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By KATHLEEN NORRIS
TERE is a real puzzler and
a sad tragedy, too. I am

Sdu LidSeuy, IOo. all
L L at a loss what to advise
Rosamond Kay, who writes me
a charming letter from East St.
Louis. Hers is one of those
problems that can be solved
only in her own heart-she must
weigh the claims of the two men
in her life, one against the other,
and decide which is the real
claim.
Rosamond was married seven
years to Robert. She was then 20.
She loved him very truly and when
he was numbered officially among
the dead in Tunisia, she grieved for
many months. Then she married
Peter.
By Robert she had son, now
five years old; by Peter she has a
daughter, just one year old. Rosa
mond is 81. She writes me that her
heart aches for Robert, coming
home tired and sad after long and
agonizing Imprisonment and ILL
ness. But she says she has loved
Peter all her life. He is her ideal
of husband and father. He loves
little Bob as if he we're the child's
own father and he idolizes Baby
Mollie. Rosamond has to meet
Robert in a week or two, and she
doesn't know what to do, for Robert
is living and coming home to re-
join his wife and child.
Pete's Finer in Every Way.
"He has my letter now explaining
the situation" writes Rosamond. at
was a terrible letter to write. I was
Frustrated with the shock of know
ing that the man who was actually
a ghost to me was coming back.
These years with Peter have been
heaven-he is the more successful
man, the more popular, the finer in
every way.
Robert is of a moody, jealous ma
ture. He was always unhappy if l
took Bob to visit my mother; he dis
liked my having guests in the house;
he made enemies in his business.
We had not been married long be-
fore I spent many hours in tears and
doubt and realized the extreme diff
fculty of the path I had chosen. To
emerge from all this into the, secu-
rity and joy of Peters companion
ship, his enthusiasms and plans, was
to come out into the sunlight after
a time of shadows. I really had
mourned Robert; I was genuinely
shocked by his reported death, but
after that l learned what true mar
ried felicity can be.
"Now as to the children-Bob is
a shy, affectionate little fellow who
clings to me. He has all but re-
covered physically from bad ses-
sion with infantile paralysis, but it
has left him dependent and nerv-
GUS. He dearly loves Mollie, who is
a fat, riotous, laughing little tyrant
already. cannot bear to separate
them and yet it is inconceivable that
I should take Mollie to Roberts
house. Robert, as matter of fact,
has no house, no job, and not sin
gle living relative. Also must say
that he always was devoted to Bob
by and Bobby to him, although nat
urally the small boy hardly remem-
bers him now.
Still Roberts Wife.
II know" the letter concludes,
that Peter and are not legally
married. I am still Roberts wife
Shall I return to him? Or shall I
ask him for divorce and turn him
over to lonesomeness and perhaps
heartbreak? In my letter said,
Come home and we will adjust all
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sion of the property he made many I'M
provements, acting upon the advice Of
Latrobe, the architect, and Robert Full
ton, the inventor.
Barlow did not like the name Rock
Hill, given the estate by Holmead, and
changed it to Belair, but later on, con-
sidering the number Of places then
bearing that name, he decided upon the
name Kalorama.
AS the writer recalls Kalorama in his
early schooldays, it was quite wilder
ness, and he recalls his teacher taking
the class there one day and of some o.
the boys soaring up wild rabbit.
Another picnic place in this vicinity
was Titles Woods, and this was also
patronized largely by the Sunday schools
of the city.
Berry's Woods was another popular
picnic place 1t was located somewhat to
the northeast of Glenwood Cemetery
and east of Lincoln road. At an early
date Joseph Gales, jr., co-editor OF the
National Intelligencer, bought what is
believed to have been part of the
Berry farm, which he named lexington.
At this time, which was prior to 1880,
there was an old farmhouse on the
estate near the old Brentwood road and
not far above Florida avenue, and
though it was small building it was in
The early years the meeting place of the
3read and Cheese Club, which included
among its members men of literary cul-
tivation and cheerful companionship.
Mr.. Gales built the mansion in 1880.
Charles Bird King, the artist, was the
architect.
A description of the house tells us that
ut consisted of two stories with cellar
basement; on the first floor was four
rooms of good size and wide hall with
a back building, adding kitchen and
servants roms; the upper floor had four
chambers and 12-foot square library,
where were written most of the edi-
torials A lofty wide portico sup
ported by six doric pillars extended the
whole front Of the house"
During Mr. Gales lifetime and even
later the farm was known as Gales
Woods, and it was here that Mr.. Gales
delighted to welcome the militia and the
children to the lexington groves, and 1t
was here that he died on July 81, 1850,
his remains being conveyed to Congress
sional Cemetery.
During the Civil War 1t was used as a
hospital for the 7th Regiment Of New
York.
The subdivision of lexington was be-
gun in May, 1887, by Col. George Trues-
dali, and later the Gales mansion
was added to and converted into hotel,
which was destroyed by fire on June 10.
1894.
An earlier picnic grounds, now prob
ably too far remote for any one living to
remember. was in the neighborhood of
First and N streets NV. and here was
located a mill, known as Pierce's mill,
afterward as Logan's mill.
Back in the antebellum days, about
the most attractive nearby picnic place
was Arlington Spring, also called Gusts
Spring, in honor of the proprietor Of
Arlington. This once-famous picnic
grounds was arranged for the benefit of
the public by George washington Parke
Gusts, foster son of Gen. George
Washington, who built Arlington man.
sion and who resided there for more
than half century and now lies bur-
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BY Thomas R. Henry,
Star War CORRESPONDENT.

WITH UNITED STATES 18th ARMY
IN GERMANY Thy maid This is the
idyl of a Rhineland village.
1t Is nearly 81 years since I first came
to Filzen-an American soldier with the
first Army of Occupation. Just after
Christmas a company of us marched
into the little town on the Mosel about
halfway between Trier and Bernkastel.
We had crossed the Hunsruck Noun
tains in billiards. We were tired, wet
and cold. Without apology or explana-
ton we proceeded to Dust the people
from their best bedrooms, take possess
sion of their coy parlors with our
muddy boots on their best plush furni-
ture, drink their liquor and do score
of other things which, one might as
sumo, would have made us very un-
popular.
But I suppose there was something
engaging about the 200-odd naive, not
altogether vicious young Americans,
despite our crude behavior. AS months
passed with muddy, slushy winter turn
ing into spring of fields golden with
mustard flowers and vineyards changed
from brown to yellow-green on the
terraced hillsides over the river, it was
evident that the people of Filzen liked
us and we liked them. Soldiers almost
became members of the families with
whom they were billeted. There were
no very stringent rules against frater-
nization in those days. Romances began
to blossom with the apple orchards Of
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"FolkS change so much in
27 years. But she didn't
hesitate. Thomas she said.
'Liebe Thomas.
fraulein of 20 who looked in much more
style and with suede shoes instead of
the wooden ones Maria used to wear.
She was, of course, Maria's daughter
as I might have known from looking at
her instead of waiting for her mother to
tell me.
Maria herself was at a neighbor'S
house and Anna sent the girl to fetch
her. Maria's hair was snow-white. But
cows or draw a plough with herself
hitched to cow, than ever. She also
recognized me at once. She started
weeping, a little Historically. She had
married the German soldier who didn't
like us fellows billeted at the house
when he was counting her. He had die
90 years ago, a year after her fathe
He had left her large weinberg
Since then she had cultivated it mostly
with her own hands-about the hardesr
work in the world. She had made c
good living for herself and Anna anG
the daughter until the war.
The Family Album
Maria and Anna got out the family
album. There, with the tintypes of
grandfathers and great uncles of
Franco-Prussian War days, were the
pictures of all us five musketeers of
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the village gasthaus, where our orderly
room had been, was in the same old
place and so was the church with
recent statue in front of it of the old
priest who died the winter we came.
went to the edge at the door. had
little idea the Heidens would still be
there The nice old gentleman must
certainly be dead. He was TO in 1919,
when we left.
The door opened and an old lady
stood before me- wouldn't have recog-
nized her. Folks change so much in
81 years. But she didn't hesitate a
moment.
Thomas" she said. "Liebe Thomas"
Maria's Daughter
This was Anna. She was, she told
me, 10 now. 1t was little hard to pic
ture the feeble, white-haired old lady
as the ack-haired, youngish- looking
woman of 1918. She grabbed my hand
and pulled me into the house There
was young man there with the white
armband of military government
policeman and lovely black-haired
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for $4,000 mere bagatelle, when we
recall that the home, once occupied by
Warren G. Harding, when Senator, at
2314 Wyoming avenue, not nearly so
good building as the President Hoover
home at 1900 street sold in 1921 for
something like $65, 900. OF course, there
was a slight difference in time of over
100 years, but the difference even at
that strikes one as being very wide
one.
Diplomat and Poet
Barlow was a distinguished diplomat
and poet and was glad of the oppor-
tunity to purchase Kalorama, where he
could entertain, which his means per-
mitted him to do, and it was while living
here that he wrote his famous poem,
THE Columbiad." After taking posses
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Favorite Picnic Grounds
Of Early Washington
BY John Clagett Proctor

July certainly started in to be very
warm month, by recording on the first
day SO degrees. But after all, this is
not unusual for July, and if it does not
60 any higher we may consider our
selves very fortunate. Indeed, upon
one occasion, on August 6, 1918, the
temperature rose to l06 degrees, and
was l03 degrees on July 26, 1880, and
few days before this, on July 20, it
almost reached the record by registering
1855 degree, making this the hottest
place in this country, next to Red Bluff,
Calf, where it was l08 degrees. How
ever, we can at least take comfort in
the fact that the mercury here only
reached 100 degrees 81 times in the Sc
years up to 1927.
Perhaps we do feel the heat now more
than we did when Washington was
small city, and before the laying of
asphalt roadwayS. And, indeed, there
are many of the readers of these col
umnS who can recall the Washington
of 60 or more years ago, when it was
much easier to find cool spot than 1t
is today, unless it be in an artificially
cooled building.
Old Kalorama's Grounds
Indeed, picnic places and excursion
resorts were more numerous then, or
at least they seemed to be, and the
picnic grounds were not SO far away.
Kalorama, for instance, now nearby in
the Washington Heights area, will be
recalled by many a grandfather and
grandmother who were brought up in
Washington, as a popular picnic place
for Sunday school children, and their
elders, too. And the children, naturally,
will never forget the enormous cans of
ice cream, the high rope swings and the
large omnibuses, often drawn by four
horses, which took them to the grounds.
And it is safe to say that just the
thought of these good old days will bring
smiles to many a care-worn face as in
retrospect they seem to visualize this
noted recreation woods of bygone days.
The history Of this estate is an inter-
esting one. At very early date it be-
longed to Anthony Holmead, an English
man, and one of the original proprietors
of land selected for the Federal Capital,
and it was he who erected here the
first house on commanding eminence
and called it Rock Hill
Originally part of a tract called
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the Hunsruck. None of them ever
amounted to anything-except possibly
one, of which more details later.
They Were Friendly
These Rhineland farmers and their
wives were, we felt, good people. They
reminded us very much of the folks at
home. We stole sugar, flour and soap
for them from the company kitchen.
They repaid us with fresh eggs. The
women cooked late suppers for us. The
men got us fresh supplies of schnapps.
They were very simple people with lit
tie knowledge of the world outside the
Mosel Valley, few ideas of what was
behind the great war just finished.
There were few fellows hanging
around In German uniforms. Even they
became rather friendly after time and
used to play baseball with us in the long
spring evenings. They were all very
hard working people. There are few
harder ways of making living than
cultivating weinberg" as they call
one of these patches Of rocky hillside
upon which they grow the grapes from
which is pressed the celebrated Bern
kastel Doktor wine, before the war, long
one of the most expensive on the Amer
lean market, although-having been bill
leted for two weeks once in one of the
company's warehouses; never could
understand why. Four or five quarts O.
he stuff of an evening always gave m
:, sour stomach and 1 never have likr
ny sort of wine since.
With five other fellows I was billet,
a the home of the town blacksmith
Herr Heiden. He was fine old gen.
tleman, but getting rather feeble fol-
his strenuous trade. His younger daugh-
ter Maria used to shoe horses for him.
Actually there were few horses left in
town to shoe. The beasts of burden
were, for the most part, cows. Maria
was an expert cowshoer. Herr Heiden
also cultivated a small farm. He had
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bling hand a picture postcard mailed
from city in Texas. 1t was a photo OF
Lieut.. x. The postmark was 1920. On
the card was written: Dearest Paula
forgive and then forget" Paula tolo
me she had forgiven but not forgotten
Her oldest daughter was a telephone
operator in the German Army. She
has just passed her Goth birthday in a
prisoner-of-war camp, but her mother
expects her home soon. That Is the
thin little romance started out t.
tell.
Didn't Expect to Be Welcomed
When I stopped OFF at Filzen today
I didn't really expect to see anybody
knew. If I did I didn't expect they
would be glad to see me. Why should
they be? The graves of their sons are
scattered from Ell Guettar to Prague,
all along the bloody road the Ameri-
can armies have marched. Most Ger
mans ] have found groveling, sullen,
full Of hatred-hating Americans worse
than they hate any of the other en-
emies because they blame us most for
their defeat.
But in Pilzen the women keep our
pictures among their greatest treasures
and they cry when they talk about their
memories of us. Filzen has greatly
suffered. Out of population of about
600 it sent ITO men to the war. Thirty;
are known to be dead. There Is news
of only a few of the others. One
fourth of the houses in town are in
ruins from American artillery. Our
troops were firing from across the river
at German artillery battery in the
hills and some of the shells fell short.
Maria and Anna passed eight days and
nights in their cellar last March while
the battle was on. $3.50
Maria, by the way. had no son of
her own. But on the parlor wall was
picture of fine-looking young fellow
in the uniform Of panzer grenadier.
She said he had been billeted in her
home while his unit was training near
Filzen in 1910 and she had come to re-
gard him as son. He had fallen in
Africa.
Just this morning, she said. the
burgomeister had warned her to take
down the picture and hide 1t. If an
American soldier went through the
house. the ofiicial said, he probably
Continued on Page C-s.l
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Widows Mite, it was granted to John
LangWorth in 1864. 1t then contained
some 600 acres and the part south of
Florida avenue and within the old city
lines was later given the name OF James
His Park" the name under which it
was held by Holmead when he agreed
with the other proprietors to transfer
1t, under certain conditions, to the
Government.
Gustavus Scott
In 1894 or 1895 Holmead sold the
mansion house and about 40 acres of
land to Gustavus Scott, who had been
made one of the commissioners to super
intend the erection of the public build
ings here. His career was an honorable
one. He was a distinguished lawyer,
and during the period of the American
Revolution rendered valuable service to
the cause of independence. He was
member of the Association of the Free
men of Maryland, which decided in
July, IT'S to throw off the proprietary
power aad assume provisional govern
ment. Later he assisted in framing the
constitution of Maryland in 1776, and
subsequently served in the State Assem-
bly,, and in 1874 was sent as delegate
to the Continental Congress.
Although his political career was
q resident of Maryland, yet his birth
place was in Prince William County,
Va, his father having been a Scotch
Episcopal clergyman who settled in that
State in 1870. To us it may seem ridicu-
lous, but it is true, nevertheless, that
the credit of the general Government
was so low while Scott was one of the
commissioners that his own bond was
required from the State of Maryland for
money lent to complete the public
buildings.
Being the son of Scotsman, he natu-
rally inherited some. of his fathers
thrift, and as evidence of this he Is said
to have adapted to his own use as
kitchen door step the rejected keystone
of the then new K street bridge. On
this his name was chiSeled, but, since
even stone will wear out, this inscription
also finally vanished under the trend of
many feet.
A Sacrifice Sale
Although Gustavus Scott was thrifty,
yet he was not particularly fortunate in
his investments, as we might well judge
from letter dated May 8, 1902, and
written by Thomas Jefferson and adj
dressed to Joel Barlow, then residing in
Paris. The letter in part reads: There
is most lovely seat adjoining this
city-on high hill, commanding most
extensive view of the Potomac-now for
SALE A suburb house, gardens, etc., with
80 to 40 acres of ground. 1t will be sold
under circumstances of distress, and
will probably go for the half of what it
has cost 1t was built by Gustavus Scott,
who is dead-a bankrupt" Scott died
here in Washington in 1901, most likely
at Kalorama.
Barlow was not quick enough, and the
property was bought in by Col. William
Augustine Washington, nephew of the
first President, and who remodeled the
mansion, and made additions which
added to its utility and attractiyeness.
However, Col. Washington was not so
taken with the place that he felt obliged
to keep it in the face of good offer,
and so, in 1907. he sold it to Joel Barlow
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one COW. He used to hitch the cow and
Maria together to his pillow, but there
was not much blowing. She was just
my age at the time-a stout, red
checked, raven-haired Rhineland frau
lein with the muscles, as might have
been deduced, of village blacksmith.
She Was a Coy Maiden
All the fellows in the house were fond
of Maria. She was one of us, always
eager for some such prank as raiding
a neighbours henhouse after hard days
work of cow-shoeing. One Of the late
German soldiers was counting Maria.
He found it tough going. She was coy
maiden, although she confessed to all
of us that she really was very fond OF
the fellow and intended to marry him
sooner or later. But he never liked the
men billeted at the house. In fact he
was more hostile toward us than any
body else in Filzen.
All this, by the way, has nothing to
do with the romance mentioned few
paragraphs ago. 1t has nothing to do
with Maria or the German soldier or
myself. I never knew anything about it
until today.
Maria was just my age. Her sister
Anna was 20 years older-a very nice
old maid who liked to cook things for
us and was forever thinking up little
comforts for her father. She was
rather handsome woman. Maria con-
fided in us that there was blasted war
romance in Annals life. This may have
been just Maria's girlish imagination.
Village Gossip
Gossip of the Army and gossip OF the
village was freely exchanged. The two
girls kept close watch on the affair of
Lieut.. x and Fraulein Paula and were
the first to tel us of any new develop
ment We had enough on the lieu
tenant to hang him If he had ever got
ten tough, but he really was nice
fellow whom nobody wanted to have
hanged. expect there was some malice
on the part of the girls in this gossip.
Lieut.. x was by far the handsomest
fellow in the company.
Maria and Anna knew the lady of
the house where the captain was bill
leted. She used to put him to bed
drunk several nights each week. ]
think she listened when he talked in
his sleep. We soldiers had enough on
the captain to hang him, too, If we had
told half we knew.
1t Was a Fond Farewell
1t was late May when we marched
away from Filzen. The whole village
was out to bid us farewell The women
were crying when they kissed us good
by. Anna and Maria both cried very
hard when they kissed all five of us
boys who had been billeted in their
home. Maria gave all of us a picture
herself In few months an ocean
nd half continent separated most of
from Filzen- bei-Mosel. None of US
ave thought much about it since. with
ne exception of which learned today
Ny Return Visit
This morning 7 found myself within a
few miles of the old village, and felt
nostalgia impulse to visit it again. Not
that I supposed anybody would re-
member me or that would recognize
anybody. I found the center of the
town in ruins. About 10 houses I re-
membered were one pile of rubble. But