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The Chapel Hill Weekly
Chapel Hill North Carolina
IK E. Roawnary Telephone >-1271 or M6l
Published Every Tuesday and Friday
By The Chapel Hill Publishing Company, lne,
Lons Graves Confnbutmc Editor
Jor Jones ! Managing Edxterr
Billv Arran: _ Associate Editor
Obvtlle Campbe; Genera! Manager
O T. Watkins .Advertising Director
Charlton Campbell Mechanical Supt
Enterec u sec-or-a-ei*s- matter Fecrusrv 2b IMS «i
the porustiicf tl Chape ttiL. Norn. Carolina unde?
the an of March 3 ls?»
SUBSCRIPTION RATES
It Orange County, Year 64.0©
(6 month* 62.25, 2 months, 61.6©'
Outside of Orange County by the Year:
State of N C-, Va., and S. C _ A-50
Other States and List, of -Columbia —_ 6.00
Canada. Mexico, South America ._ 7.0 C
Europe _ 7.6©
A Chapel HillLan Conducts Chautauqua
How a man car live hundreds of mile?
away from his work and yet do it a?
well a.- though he were in the same town
with r.—this has become commonplace
now, bu* tr me never ceases to be
miraculous.
After the discovery. of the wheel,
back ii. remote ages, ther*. was prac
tical::. m sjseeding-uj. of travel and com
munication, except She little that v, a.
achieved by military roads and mount
ain-top signals, until steam began mov
ing \ ehi< le not mud mort t har a cei -
tury ago. When j>eopbs-Todt in cars
pulied by a locomotive at fifteen miles
an hour, about 1820, they were sure
they would never go faster, and a good
many of them thought moving at this
rate of speed was a Kind of blasphemy.
Kumon of < • r . v ir entibn
telegraph, the tele;,hone the automobile,
the airplane, the radio—were greeted
with disbelief. People said such a thing
was imjsr sibl«-. One of m. earliest
memories is of the sensation cat. ed
by the introduction io the 18f»0's of the
safety bicycle, with two wheel.- nearly
the same siz< arid then exactly th»
Bame size, in succession to th» clumsy
contraption (which tr,*- user- of it
hadn't thought ciurn-y hut wonders iy
effici‘-r;tj with a big wh<i| m front
and a * r;y wheel behind.
You might suppose that one incred
ible invention after another would have
prepared people for any new marvel,
but J can remember that, the year i
v.a- y< a< 1 ated fron the ! :.i ei tj
the newspapers ridiculed the j>* rforrn
ance of “those crazy Wright brot'«-r-'
at Kitty Hawk, the !:rst flight ol an
airplane under it? own power, as though
the locomotive, the telegraph, the tele
phone, arid the radio had never been
heard of.
How a man could use the airplane
to attend to work at different places
in tiie same season, or to live a good
part of the time at home when he was
on a far distant assignment, was first
impressed on me by the late Howard
W. Odum, head ol the University's
sociology department. He told rrn- that
when he was at the University of
Utah one summer he flew to institu
tions’' in Oregon and Washington to
deliver lectures, and that when he was
a visiting professor at Vale hi flew
home to Chapel Hill every two weeks
to be with his family.
Then there was Ove Jensen, th< chem
ist-salesman for the DuPont Company,
and Robert M. ly-ster of the Carnegie
Corporation and the Carnegie J'ounda
tion (now of the Southern Fellow-hips
Fund), and many others who have been
enabled by automobiles and airplanes
to live in Uhapel JUll arid do their work
far away. •
The man I am thinking of at the
moment is Ralph McCallist.-r, managing
director of the Chautauqua institution
in western New York Stab-. Through
the fall, winter, and spring, He conducts
in Chapel Hill the business of that cole
brated summer community where fifty
thousand people gather every year for
rest, recreation, and cultural activities.
For eight or nine months he carries on
here an enormous corespondent* by
mail, telegraph, and telephone; he
makes occasional trips to Washington,
New York, Boston, and other big cities
to interview artists and their agents;
and some of them come to see him here.
Then, about the middle of June, he
shifts his headquarters from < hapel
Jiill to Chautauqua.
One year he and his family were at
the Farrar home on Laurel Hill road.
This last year they were in an apart
ment at Glen Lennox. Now they are
getting ready to build a home.
By a coincidence, after I had read
one day last week a circular about
Chautauqua that I had asked Mr. Mc-
Callister to send me, I opened ‘The
Wisdom of America” by Lin Yutang
and came upon a passage quoted from
one of the essays of William James.
When I had read it 1 said to myself:
"Any Chapel Hillian who has had en
trusted tu him ar, institution spoken
of in such words by as great a man a-
William James certainly deserves to
set. and his fellow citizens will surely
be interested in seeing, these words in
the home-town paper:
"I have sftent a happy week at the
famous Assembly Grounds or. the bor
der.- of Chautauqua Lake. The'moment
one treads that sacred enclosure, one
feeis oneself in ar. atmosphere of suc
cess, Sobriety arid industry, intelligence
and goodness, orderliness and ideality,
prosperity and cheerfulness, pervade the
air. Here you have a town of many
thousands of inhabitants, beautifully
laid out ir. the forest and drained, and
equipped for satisfying ai. the necessary
lower arid most of the superfluous
higher wants of mar.. You have a first
class college in full blast. You have
magnificent music—a chorus of seven
hundred vioces, with possibly the most
perfect open-air auditorium the world.
You have every sort of atretic exer
cise from .sailing, rowing, bicycling, to
the ball-field and the more artificial
doings which the gymna.-uurr affords.'
You have kindergartens and model
v secondary schools. You have- general
religious services and special clubhouses
for the several sects. You have perpet
ually running soda-water fountains, and
daily popular lecture by*distinguished
men.* V- . hav< the be t - * company,
and yet no effort. You have no zymotic
diseases. no po •rt n crime no po
lice. You have culture, you have kind
ness, you have equality, you have the
best fruits of what mankind has. fought
and bled and striven for under thi name
of civilization for centuries. You have,
in short, a foretast* of what human so
ciety might be, were it a., in the light,
with no suffering and no dark corners.”
"J went in curiosity for a day. i
stayed for a week held sj»eil-bound by
th« charm and ea.-e of everything, by
the middle-class paradise, without a
sin, without a victim, without a blot,
without a tear."
True, William James went on from
there to remark ipon what he thought
wa- the monotony of -life* at Chautau
qua its lack of “the element of pre
cipPousne- of strength and slrenuos
ne.-s, of intensity and danger." Re
counted it a defect in the place that
“there was. no potentiality of death
in sight anywhere. William James -tvas
a great thinker and hi- comments on
any object <0- erve- inspect. But, after
all, he is on record as having enjoyed
himself for a week at Chautauqua, and
a week is a pretty good long time to
enjoy oneself on a vacation anywhere.
Most people who have gone to Chautau
qua. having far less -ensitive- percep
tion than William and
far less capacity for philosophical re
flection, are not troubled by such after
thoughts as his. L.G.
What helps luck is a habit of watch
ing for opportunities, of having a pat
ient, but restless mind, of sacrificing
cm’s ease or vanity, of uniting a love
of detail to foresight, and of passing
throtfgh hard times bravely and cheer
fully. -Goethe.
Action by an ‘‘lntolerant Majority”
Ity David l.awrcnn
in
(J. S. News and World Report
The House of Representatives last week,
by a vote of 225 to l’J2, recorded its view that,
unless the Southern State.- abandon their con
vict ions and surrender their principles, they
should he punished by the witholding of fed
eral funds for the erection of new schools and
for other educational purposes in those ,States.
Fortunately, this amendment to a general
tSil) which was to provide federal aid to ed
ucation was nullified later when the entire
measure was rejected. Hut the vote on the is
sue stands out as a disgraceful piece of at
tempted coercion.
For this was an effort to enforce conformity
of thought in America.
The whole bill, of course, threatened an
invasion of the historic right of the States to
control their own educational systems. It
never was intended that billions of dollars of
taxpayers’ money should be used to transfer
control of our 48 separate educational opera
tions from the States to a centralized bureauc
racy in Washington.
The Eisenhower Administration, to be sure,
has publicly frowned upon the imposition of
any conditions in connection with the grant of
federal funds to aid the public schools of the
States. The roll call nevertheless showed 14H
Republicans and 77 Democrats from the North
voting for the coercive amendment sponsored
by Representative Powell, of New York City,
This punitive proposal was a mockery of
THE CHAPEL HILL WEEKLY
Chuck Hauser Finds Hot Dogs in Oslo
Chuck Hauser left the Week
ly staff last month to go to
Russia ind is now somewhere
l>ehind the Iron Curtain. His
plan was to see as much of
the country as possible and
to write article 1 - about it -for
l". S. riew-paper? and maga
zines. He sent back one art
icle before h< reached Russia.
With ar. fish Norway, date
line, it appeared iast Tues
day ir. the Charlotte Observ
er and .;s as follows:
There's something new under
the midnight sun of Scandinav
ia 1 can’t p.are the name, but
the taste is familiar. It's a
“varme polser,” and by any
other label it would still be
a hot dog,
The Norwegians aren’t en
thusiastic yet about American
styie rol.s for their w.eners,
but these are slowly gaining
ir. popularity or. the thin, papy
rus-like pancakes in which
ioca; hot dogs are usually
wrapped.
Tbe varme polser stands are
scattered ai. over this capi
tal city as they are through
out most of the large towns
r. Norway arid other Scand
inavian. countries:
Tn* Amer. -ar .visitor to Oslo
is impressed rn se by the sim
iiantie oetweer 1 ’ Norway and
home tr.an by toe differences.
At lea-', that . our impres
sion.
Even the R.- .ans in Oslo
are like the 1L .ans in Wash
ington and New York—they're
smiling tne.se days:, but tr.ey
aren't going to .-.ell their Aunt
Ulanova dowr. the river to
help out ar. American.
My traveling partner, Harry
Farber, ar.o I are tbe first
Nortn 1 arolinians—indeed, the
first Amer.cans—to crash the
Russian Embassy in Oslo re
questing visa.- to enter the
USSR.
W< were questioned, not al
together unreasonably, a- to
why we- hadn't obtained our
visa l before we left the State:-.
W. ex;.-.a,Tied that we had
waited more than two month-:
then and decided v try a.
quarterback . neak from a lit
tle •-loser to the goa. line.
The R, ran Embassy in
western O o, at number 7}
Drarr.mer.s ■ e-ien a tree.shad
ed 'avenu* flanked by state.y
budding.- and gorged witr, dan
giro...-. traffic. The Embassy
looks very much like a sturdy
concrete olockhou.-.e, surround
ed by beautiful gardens and a
front lawn wrier, needs mow
mg
'Jh.ji wa- re guard iri s.ght
a we approached, and the
b ack iron gate to the front
walk symbolically stood open.
'A. walked to the front door
and pressed the bell button
Ar. ;.-/ wersn g buzz unlocked
the door arc! w. entered to di.
* over a bank teller-type cage
to o ,r r ght, arid a poker faced
Ru. -iar. behind it demanding
to know our business.
W< aid we wanted to see
the < or. ul, Victor Raronkin.
Ac wen invited to wail in the
front ball under a massive oil
portrait of Molotov.
Jn a few rn nute-. Raronkin
a well fed and pleasant look
mg gentleman with graying
I.air appeared, and we spent
fully an nour conversing with
hirn as, we stood under the
brooding Molotov portrait.
IF didn’t invite us into bis
office; he didn’t suggest that
we sit down; he didn’t pro
vide us with the opportunity
to -rnoke.
And he didn’t offer to shake
hands when he first greeted
us. Hy the luin- we were reudy
U> leave, he had warmed up
a bit, and we each received a
cordial goodbye handshake
which he initiated.
Two days iaU-r we were
back at the Embassy.
This time, after another
short wait, Raronkin appeared
and invited us into his offn < .
When we entered, be careful
ly locked tbe door behind us,
shook hands, and sat down
behind his desk. He motioned
for us to have scats on an un
comfortable red couch beneath
another large Molotov por
trait—-this one a color litho
graph displaying an even dark
cr frown.
This second contact was
much friendlier than our first,
and Haronkin promised to see
what he could do for us.
Exactly a week and a half
later we received our visas. We
didn’t consider it a rush job,
but, after all, we finally had
permission to cross the border,
and that was the important
thing.
In away we’ll hate to leave
Oslo.
Our hotel, the Viking, is a
America’s boasted freedom of conscience and
freedom of thought.
What a tragic example of organized punish
ment and organized bribery -and this in free
America, where the States are supposed to be
sovereign and where even a Communist is
given his full right of appeal from the lowest
to the highest courts!
What new crimes will be committed in the
fascinating international melt
ing pot f r East and West. We
have shared our floor with del
egations if Russians, Red Chin
ese and Yugoslavians.
For a while we had a.- next
door neig; rs a group of Rus
sian athh tes who had come to
Norway ’• participate in a
series ■ f meets.
The g: jp included Vladi
mir kui the blond sailor, who
once he.. tht world record
for the 5,000-meter run—a
record ca; tured a week or so
ago by an Englishman who
nosed out Kuc in the final
strides of a run at Bergen, on
Norway's west coast.
Our favorite elevator operat
or at the Viking is a swarthy
Hungarian whe speaks perfect
English, delights in startling
us with homey American id
ioms, anc ;s an avid reader of
Damon P.unyon.
"The only thing wrong with
Damon Runuyon,” he remarked
to me on a recent morning,
“is that he didn’t write
enough.'
There are other things we'll
miss wren we leave Oslo; the
great r .rr.hers of local resi
dent* w speak* English, the
madden • g intersections where
five < r x streets merge with
out the f.rst hint of a traffit
■ igr.t or a stop sign, and, of
course, tr.e familiar varme
P'.-er - ands where a hungry
Amer.'a- can eat lurch for
a coup!, of crowns (14 cents i
and wa r it down with a bottle
of Lot a-' .a .that doesn't even
need tr a • .atirig.
Isaac London’s Vacation
For tru f.rst time n al
most f fry years I-aac Lon
don. e ..tor of the Rocking
ham !'■ t-Dispatch, was absent
on his paper's pres- day iast
week He explained his. ab
sence a. follows .ri his weekly
column
"My --oiurr.n appears a us
ual th, week hut I arn not in
town. Dot th- up before hav
ing. J started newspapering
_,in forty -even years ago,
and tr.-. 1- the first time I
have ever seer absent when the
paper wa.-. pur to bed. Neal,
H jbbard, arc.. the other.- are
Pre o r, ’.ting for me in the
r ew- ' ove,age, other than rr.a’
r I i. .e a> cumulated and
J ut n» ’ype against my leav
ing.
"Last l uiiday rr.y wife, her
mother, who >2, and friend
Dorothy Mos Raleigh left
here jn the Dodge hound for
St. A tini- Reach for the
wick. Aorit fee natural not
to per. orial.'y get the i'os.t Dis
patch out, after 47 years. The
wife in -: • ted, on ’he trip ’
A- a postscript to the above,
Mr. London added
"I am minded of th< erai k,
'lf you ‘ar. t get away for a
vacation-, -d.or.'t Jet ,t worry
you; you can get the same feel
mg by staying home and tip
pmg every third person you
see.’ ’’
Motor Boat Menace
fl he ( oast land 'lim,-sj
Before we had automobiles,
there were no people killed hy
automobile - ’I here wre no
recklejs, earele.-.- or drunken
driver H there came a time
when the fast growing number
of both ear and drivers re
suited jn slaughter so heavy,
that an awakening public be
gan tui demand ngulations
and penalties m the hope of
reducing the frightful cost of
dfe and property on our high
way ■ I rifortunately, enforce
rne-rit has not kept uj, with the
growth of losses and death we
now Witness:
Arid now that so many of the
American people have turned
to motor boating for sport, we
face another such problem. An
affluent American people en
joy about everything it wishes,
and one of these new enjoy
ments is the motor boat in
various sizes and prices, some
costly and some built at home
from a ready made kit. All
sorts of people operate these
boats, the reckless, the ignor
ant, the careless, and too many
who arc completely unskilled
in the waters and their ways.
The innocent person or fam
ily bent upon the enjoyment
of u quiet outing on the waters
now become victims of the ill
mannered, reckless, dangerous
um-rator of a motor boat, who
zooms by at high speed where
others are peacefully anchored.
Because of the great num
ber of reckless boat operators,
and the greater number of
boats, R has now become vital
ly essential that something be
done for the safety of the pub-
name of “liberalism” and “equal rights under
YTie law”?
What new extortions and demands will be
made upon the minority by an intolerant ma
jority which seeks to use the devices of leg
islative “racketeering” to establish conformity
of thought in the House of Representatives
today ?
Chapel Hill Chaff
• (Continued from Page 1)
time the dentist decided on an
extraction.
"It may be difficult," he
said. “Do you think you can
stand it?"
"Yes, go ahead,” was the
reply.
"He had a terrible (.me get
ting all the roots out,” my
mother told me. "The stuff
he put in my jaw didn't dead
en all the nerves. It was a
trying experience. When it
was over I had to ask the
dentist to let me lie down on
his couch for a few minutes.
I'd have fainted if I were the
fainting kind.”
My mother's five sons and
one daughter were born and
brought up in the same house
in Berryville, Ya. Her mind
dwells fondly on that house,
but I believe her happiest mem
ories are of the Carolina Inn
here in Chapel Hill. During
the World War II period she
lived at the Inn, and there is
no place she would rather be.
Along with other elderly wo
men at the Inn, she loved to
sit in the lobby or one of the
parlors listening to the bril
liant and entertaining con
versation of Judge Robert
Winston, who also lived there
at that time.
Os that immediate group,
my mother is the only one
alive today. After she left
Uhajfel Hill she used to send
the various others her regards
by me when 1 vi-ited her. Now
they are a . gone and the
, greeting- -r.e sends are for
the Inn’s -’.aff members she
knew and ..k<-d when she was
there. Mr. Ridout on the front
desk, Mr-. Neville the house
keeper, Laura the chamber
maid, Dottie the elevator g.r!,.
and Be Ihoys Eilbert, Jesse,
a r,d Ai. ia rn
I think it wa- Victor Hugo
who said that fifty is the old
age of youth and the youth
of old .lg* I’ll be fifty this
year. A -gn of age 1 must
r orife:- o is a keener inter
est iri the past. In former
year- J <ic:r,'t pay much atten
tion to no. mother's stone
aboot th.r.g- that happened
•fi 'h( i arr ily b< .'ore J wa
horn. Hut on last month's vi-it
J found no. ‘ ,f raptly li.-.tening
to iernims'.i no of he/ child
hood at Ooon.e Manor in a
cove of • th* Biui Ridge and
tale- of the exploit- of her
father u>, a first lieutenant
in ( its.haw's Battery of the
. tonewalJ Brigade.
Encouraged by my interest,
.-he- read s.o'mi oi‘J family let
ters to me and 1 v.u-, fa.-i iriat
ed. One wa wntten a’ Roan
-ke < ollege in il ill rn Va.,
.n JBbl. It wa farm he/ < ous.-
- , (,eorge Riper, from whose
family J got my middle name.’
ifi was wining home to Htauri
- -n to tell his parents h< had
a-eided to quit i hool and
in the Confederate a/my
Several of the letter- were
written hy my father to his
parents when he was a .stu
cent at Hampden-Sydney Lol
where he was graduated
■ IrA*) when my mother wa.
four year -old unit didn’t know,
hi existed.
A letter written in 1857 in
M -our/ by my father .- great
nn' ii- advised my grandparents
b.a< k iri Virginia to < ome there
arid settle, H<- said the land
was: good hot that some of the
people -vere mean.
A letter filled with hope
was, written in April of )B',i
at a bivouac near Orange
Courthouse, Va., hy EC. John
Jtemstead, L t .S.A , to Mr. and
Mrs. James Riper of ,Staunton
to ask permission to marry
their daughter Florrie.
A letter that Oeorge B. < ut
tun of Chapel Hill might he
interested in was written iri
18)0 in Rhlladr Iphia. It was,
from Lewis Mytinger to his
father in Virginia. When my
mother was- here Mr. Cutten
told her of a hook lie was
wining about, old American
silversmiths, and my mother
showed hirn a silver spoon made
hy one of her relatives, James
Mytinger, who was a silver
lie. This recklessness on the
water is keeping many people
ashore and away from the en
joyment of boating. No man
wishes to take himself, his
wife, and his children out for
a little quiet fishing at the risk
of their being drowned as the
result of the capers of some
reckless and foolish squirt in
another boat.
Vanilla is America’s favorite
ice cream flavor. Chocolate is
the second choice and straw
berry ranks third.
■ - = f Like Chapel Hill jjjjjjj
Norman Cordon came down from the highlands last
week, a-toting some advance information about a meet
ing of all the Scotch clans at Mcßae Meadows near
Grandfather Mountain in August. He was exuberant
about all the big Scots from all over, the brass and the
bagpipe bands, the dancers, the preachers, and the
athletes who would be there. *
We asked him how he happened to figure in the
event.
“I’m Publicity Man Hugh Morton’s publicity
snapped Norman. “Already up there they’re calling me
Mac Cordon.”
* * * *
The big voiced and big footed Norman told, too,
what he and I both considered some choice language.
He had heard it up Watauga way, coming from a native
and relating to one of the old-timers.
“He’s not getting along to well, now,” Norman
quoted the native as saying of another. “He’s 80 years
old, you know, and he’s run himself down so far there
ain't a key made that could wind him up again.”
* * * *
You can't tell the Arthurs we can’t grow vegetables.
Right at the foot of our drive is a stalk of corn, grow
ing as pretty as you please. We didn’t plant it or tend
it. Either a seed washed down there or a bird dropped
it after having taken it from the Doaks’ or the Har
grove-’. But it’s on our property, and it’s our’n, by gum.
* * ♦ *
“1 wish Harvey Bennett were smiling today,” said
Tom Rosemond the other morning as he espied HarvCy
on the other side of the street.
“Why?” we asked. %
“Well, because if he were smiling, I’d know the
money market was easy today and I coud borrow just
about any amount I wanted from Tony Gobbel. You
se< , Harvey keeps up with things like that. Everytime
the money market is easy, he smiles. When things get
tight, he won’t smile at all,” Tom observed. .
"Is Harvey any kin to John Bennett?” someone
asked.
“No, sir,” Tom replied. "Different families. Johri
came from down in Carteret County. He’s tried mighty
hard to lose that but he hasn’t quite got rid of
it yet. Now, Billy Arthur, don’t you go putting this in
the paper.”
Okay, I won t, 1 lied with a straight face and no
conscience.
( '<)rn<i to think of it, though, John still does have a
little (.ore Sound twang in his voice.
* * * «
1 can t understand why J can t get a discount on a
b<-;t every time I buy one. After all, 1 don’t use but 27
inches of a .‘iO-inch belt. -*
* * * *
Maybe .some girls do shrink from going in the surf,
but. our observation at the beach is that the bathing
suits have done more shrinking than the girls.
* * » * *
1 1,(1 often its the goodness of the good that dies
young.
* * * *
Marriage not only promotes thrift. It demands it.
♦ * * *
J hose who have been shouting so long for summer
must now admit they’ve been heard.
» * * *
A psychological moment is when the audience or
the congregation is awake. **==>
♦ * ♦ *
While some people are glad to find books in run
ning brooks, others prefer trout.
* * * *
W hat makes a girl mad when she’s kissed is hav
ing to act as if she’s mad.
smith in Wa’rrenton, Va., be
fore the Civil War, Mr. Cutten
went to Warrenton, dug
through old records, arid found
out a lot more about James
Mytinger than we ever knew.
One thing he learned was that
Mytinpei failed at several
Other things before succeed
ing as a silversmith.
A strong phase of my moth
er’s character is her ability to
shed the years when she is
doing something she enjoys.
On a hot summer evening she
may seem completely wilted,
hut open up a scrabble hoard
and she sparkles with vivacity.
Some of her friends come in to
play scrabble with her almost
every day. They keep return
ing, though she often heats
them unmercifully. 1 believe
scrabble has helped keep her
going.. Before scrabble it was
canasta.
My mother is interested in
everything arid everybody with
whom she comes in contact.
She has always loved to travel,
and she would take off for
Ihule or Xanadu tomorrow if
anybody would go with her.
Several years ago when she
was flying from Virginia to
Albany her plane was ground
ed at Atlanta hy a tornado and
she had to make the rest of the
trip on a slow Central of
Georgia train. She arrived un
fazed in the middle of the
night and said she had enjoyed
the experience. One of my
earliest memories is of my
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Tuesday, July 17, 1955
mother returning from visits
to relatives at Waynesboro Or
Staunton or some other place
up the Shenandoah Valley. She
always rathe home on a train
that reached Berryville an hour
m so after suppertime. My sis
ter would fix bacon and eggs
and hot biscuits, and while my A
mother had supper the rest of
us gathered around to hear
her tell all about her trip
and the people she had visited.
Every week, without fail,
my mother sends me a lively
letter, written in her own
longhand. In it she discusses
the affairs of the world as
well as of the family. Just last
week she
wrote: “I’|| be
glad when the
presidential e
leetion is over.
J only hope the
right man will
la- elected, and
I think prob
ably that is
Eisenhower."
I am immod
estly proud of
my mother,
who is shown
here at 211 in
a picture tak
en when her
first baby was
two years old
and at 85 in
a picture tak
en by one of
her man 1 /
grandchildrer
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