Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1945-07-05
MONTGOMERY SIDELIGHTS
By ELSIE WHITE HAINES

"You all better come speak to
this woman" leased Mrs. Urick Hut
ton at the reception for Bishop and
Mrs. Dun at Slade School near
Sandy Spring, Sunday, cor you will
never get your name in the county
paper" Better be careful what
you say too, or she will put you in
that column of hers" chimed in
Mrs. Douglas Riggs. TEX, tex,
ladies we thought you good friends
of ours.
We received another jolt when
Vera Nicholson Craver, slipping her
third glass of punch, calmly in
formed US, II love The Sentinel-it
is the best paper in the county ex-
cept The CurateV We had to agree
with her that The Citrate was very
interesting-not ceding it first place
of course and that we, too, watch
ed for it's coming each week. For
those of you who are not among
the almost three hundred families
of st. BaRtholomew's parish who
get 1.-THE Citrate is the parish
pap4r which the rector, clever
Arthur heBaron Ribble, puts out.
OF course it is the curate who
does the, work, the thinking, the
art work and who says those caus-
tic things that Arthur would never
dare think, much less expressl The
curate is versatile too, clever lit
tie drawing in each issue gives
good idea of the thoughts upper
most in his mind at the time. One
week we remember he was pictured
trying on numerous shoes-one pair
of boots had spurs on them by the
way this is what he said about
that:
"The Citrate asks you to remem-
Der that he reaches 265 families
each week. At conservative esti-
mate, that means that ne talks to
above 500 people every week. OBJ
viously, nothing he says applies to
everyone who reads it, though it
does apply most emphatically to
great many of them, and everyone
gets his just due at one time or
another. If you should read some
thing which makes you smart, or
something which gives you pat
on the back he says: If the shoe
fits-oh WELL"
Mr.. Ribble says his Pensioners
understand perfectly that he has
absolutely no control over the
curate, the chubby little fellow in
round collar and PADRES hat says
just what he pleases, The funny
part of it is that while occasionally
folks who have recognized "a pair
of shoes" as theirs call the rec
tory to complain about the plain
speaking of the curate, and never
once scold the rector. The curate,
who of course, went to war with
the rector, made mis- temperance
in the parish last week, his uniform
packed away and his round collar
and hat in evidence though smell
ing somewhat of moth balls.
We think the parish is blessed
by having a rector so clever and
understanding also in being a part
Of diocese under such a very hui
man person as the Bishop of Wash
ington. The bishop spoke Of the
lovely house in which he "is privi-
legged to live" and he is the very
first minister we ever heard say
anything like this: "the very
handsome salary you pay me-" a
Northerner, he agreed that Mary
land has everything to be desired in
scenic beauty from the mountains
of the western part to the glimpse
of the ocean at Ocean City.
The grounds at the Bishops
House on Mount st Alban, near
Washington, are lovely and most of
you are familiar with the Bishops
garden. Before the war when we
had more leisure, we visited it
often to wander through the maze
of lockwood and for sniff in the
herb house, where they have such
a wonderful collection of scented