Evening Star Newspaper, May 15, 1921, Page 73

T'S a contract, I'll tell the judge. What I mean, if you don’t get me, is this job I've tackled of towing an overweight Swede girl around New York and giving her what she wants when she wants it. But I've made a swell start, Il hand myself that much. “Come, Tnez* says I. bright and early the first morning after we landed, “while we're waiting for that rich Uncle Nels of yours to have it revealed to him in a dream that his favorite niece is waiting to be discov- ered, we had better horn in on some "line of industry.” Inez peels the paper off two slabs of gum, tucks 'em in between a den- tal display that would give joy to a tooth powder firm, gets the jaw action Foing rhythmical, and then pauses long enough to ask, You no think we_find Uncle Nels quick?" “No, Inez,” says 1. “Not with any eat suddenness. Considering the fact that he's traveling incog, as it were, and that you wouldn’t know him if you met him face to face, the chances are dead against any prompt reunion of the Petersen family.” Inez blinks vivacious, like an eclipse passing over the moon, and then ofters this “Uncle Nels, he—he had wkisk- ers. “That's good as far as it £oes,” says 1 “But I have a hunch, Inez, that if you started in to take a whisker cen- sus of this town you'd get some dis- couraged before you finished. Besides, how do you know that the set Uncle Nels wore when you were a cute little Eirl were the permanent kind? Maybe he had 'em amputated when he changed his name. Is that all you can remem- ber about him?" Inez admits that's the whole story. “Then while I'm thinking up a way of paging an anonymous uncle.” says I “I'm afraid we must connect with T pay envelopes somewhere, for t::‘]:o‘l-d reserve in the Lisle Thread Natlonal is running low and Mrs. Wellby isn't going to let us have her fourth floor back just for the sake of teing entertained by your brilliant we wanders out to where Broad- way gets itself lost in Columbus Circle and drifts along where the "trafic would let us. Our first stop is in front of one of these lunch joints, where they had a pancake artist browning the wheats within eighteen inches of our noses and whole rows of tables where late breakfasts were “How smays L “We how ‘em off the arm tell the black or half-and-half. Shall we Wwece the boss for a chance on the day shift?™ * % ¥ % guESs Just hs tmpetuocus. Ines, as a way freight on an upgrade with sleet on the rails. After about the tenth yank on the gum her upper lip starts lifting a little and by watching her eyes I can see that she's sizing up one of the waitresses. You couldn’t blame her. All that cerise hair would have been startling enough if it had been done plain, but twisted and ratted the way it was, it sure was an eyefull. And the face under it was hard face. “SAY,” GROWLS THE YOUTH, “WHO ASKED YOU TO CRASH IN ON THIST “NOBODY, DEARIE,” BS4AYS L “DON'T YOU KNOW A SURPRISE PARTY WHEN YOU SEE ONE! —_———— faced young gent in charge has just struggled into a dirty white duck coat and is inspecting himself ap- provingly in the mirror that forms the back of the establishment. “Very neat and tasty,” says L “But he doesn't seem rushed ~with trade and I see no ‘Help Wanted' sign out” So we walks on a few blocks. But when Inez gets a notion running on that_ingle track mind of hers noth- ing but a burning bridge ahead will get_her to switch. “It would be swell” says she, “in that white place.” And I had to explain all over again why I thought the youth with the pimple.face didn't yearn for our help. What you really need, though, to reg- ister a thought with Inez, is to lock her up in a room with a non-stop record that will repeat without going hoarse. We've got white clothes, too.” In- sists Inez. “We have,” back.” And we found the orangeade place livelier than when we had first seen it. A short, stubby man with crinkly black hair had somehow got himself in behind the counter, too, and he| was shaking his fist menacing at the young gent in the near-white coat. He was telling him things. “Loafer!” says he. “Twice you are late this week. I catch you again| this morning. Yes! And ‘when you come what you do, hey? Nothing but look at your ugly mug in the glass. For two cents I give you the says L “Come along “T not like that one.” says Ines. “She—she’ uck up.” “Something _like that, anyway,” says I. “No, I don’t think she'd be a matey to work with. Besides this looks to me like a bunch of non- tippers. Let's move.” ‘We must be an Iimpressive pair, lor words to that effect. Anyway, a gl of folks who seemed in a hurry get” somewhere took time enough off to turn for a second look. Maybe it was that bargain sale blouse which Ines was sporting in honor of the occason. Kind of a vivid taste Miss Petersen has, when it comes to dress goods, and while I do my best to keep her color scheme toned down, there's no holding her if a shirt waist strikes her fancy. This one was a [Harry Lauder plaid, mostly greens [and reds, and it should have been [presented to a Siwash squaw to 'wear at the annual spring potlach lor some such festive occasion. At least, it shouldn’'t have been worn 'with an Alice blue skirt by an ash blonde with a 38 bust measure. Not lon upper Broadway. I could tell that just by the way some of those young ladies held their mouths when they [passed us. Not that I'm any mirror of fashion myself. But generally I Stick to a rusty brown homespun effect that doesn’t point the finger of scorn at my cinnamon hair and face freckles, and while I may not be any October symphony 1 kid myseif that most people will forgive me for being homely if I'm modest about it. So now you ought to have the picture. “I suppose you haven't any definite ideas, Inez.” says 1. “as to what kind f a position you'd care to accept? \ “Me?" says Inez. *) “That’s helpful,” says L Put it wasn't two minutes later efore she has stopped with her open. “Look,” says she. Yes?" over to the edge of he sidewalk so I could get a good faw of what had worked her up that vay. And what do you guess? It's white tiled hole-in-the-wall where hey sell this orangeade drink. You now. On the white counter is a big oldfish globe full of the stuff. with liced fruit floating tempting and a nvincingly around. The pimple- SHE WAS SITTING JAUNTILY ON HIS PERFECT STRA AMIDSHIPS AND WAS FEEBLY: “TAKE HER OFF! ROANING ouple of dozen real oranges piled | R. WHO WAS CONSIDERABLY FLATTENED TAKEB chuck out.” “Here's_the two,” says I stepping in and shoving a couple of pennies across the counter. “Hey!" says he, staring at me. “It's your proposition,” says L “but Im willing tofinance it I think you're perfectly right, too.” 70 say.” growls the youth, “who told you to crash in on this?™ “Nobody, Dearle,” says L “Don’t you know a surprise party when you see_one?” “Some fresh Jane, Il say” he snarls. “Heh, Mr. Popogoulis?’ “What you want, you?’ demands the other. “Now were getting down to brass tacks, Mister,” says L “My great lit- tle idea was to boost along the va- cancy 8o we could fill it for you. Inez and me, I mean. This is Inez, brows- ing on her gum. She may not look so ambitious, but ghe’s confided in me that a career as dispenser of orange- ade would suit her exactly. She'd be a wonder at it. Only you'd have to take the pair of us. Well? Is it a trade?” * ¥ ¥ % AT_vhich Pimple Face snickera “Look at the freaks that wants to do me out of my job, Popogoulis” says he. “Oh, say!" y And Popogoulis looks. “Would I want a voddy-ville sketch team in here” he asks. “Say, who are you, anyway?" Sorry I haven't my card case along.” says L “but I'm Trilby May Dodge. just in from Duluth, Minn. And my biond friend is Miss Inez Petersen, who came with me. We always travel double, too. But listen, Mr. Popper-whosit. we're not half so comical as we may look. These are our Superior Street costumes that we haven't had time to change. Give us a chance to get into some snowy white uniforms and we'll be different | parties. We're expert soft drink jug- | glers, too. Nearly a year in Druot's, i which is the classiest ice cream par- lor between Chicago and the north pole. No mistakes in orders, no funny work with the cash register. Oh, we're good, Mister.” “Hph! says he. “You say it easy.” Which is where Pimple Face tries to Golden Bovwl. THE SUNDAY STAR, WASHINGTON, D. C, MAY 15, 1921—PART 1 LISTING INEZ AS A JOKE _ s st crowd his luck. Thought he had the boss on a leash, 1 expect. “Go to it. if you think this pair of female hicks could do better than me and Mike,” says he. “Help yourself.” “S0-0-07" says Popogoulis, looking him over cool. “Thanks for nothing.” Then he turns to me. “How much you want?’ he asks. “Well talk about,that when you've checked up 'sales after the first| week,” says I That brings a satisfled grunt out! of him. “When you could go on the Job, eh?” he demands. | “Give us twenty minutes for a quick shift and we'll be here.” says L opogoulis may be no mental speed artist as a rule, but this seems to be his day for prompt action. “All right,” says he, and whirls on the youth. “Take it off,” he tells him. “Eh?" says the other. “Youre fired,” says Popogoulis. “Get out.” He got. And naturally he doesn’t ask me to kiss him good-bye. “You fish-| eyed Moll,” says he. for this.” “Oh, chirk up, Buddy,” says L. “Any blood purifier firm would be glad to use that face of yours as a before taking ad. Try 'em out.” how we happened to land . 47 of the orangeade chain and got started as a pair_of Hebes of the Seemed a little odd at first, with so many folks staring in at us at such close range. And for the first day or 8o, with all this white tiling around, I couldn't get over the idea that we had been dropped into a bathroom with the front out. But it's odd how soon you can get used to anything, isn't it? By the middle of the week I felt as though I'd al- ways been there, began to get a line on most of the regular customers, and could ladle out the thirst quenchers as fast as they shoved in their nickels. As for Inez, she was ‘contented as a lady Holstein resting in the shade at noontime. Wasn't there a movie show three doors above and another two blocks down the street? And couldn’t she look out to the circle and see a constant parade of taxicabs and limousines, not to mention 5th avenue buses and sightseeing chariots, And who knows what reams of romance she could read in every one of them? During the dull spells I would watch Inez curious, as she stood there with her elbows on the counter, gaz- ing out that way and yanking her gum slow and placid. She isn't so hard to look at, you know, especially in that near-nurse's costume with the white straps over her wide shoulders and the little white cap pinned on top of all that pile of braided wheat- colored hair, and her white throat showing up strong and round, like a marble piilar in front of a bank. Of course, there's a good deal of her. It's fairly well distributed, though. And that strawb'ry-and-vanilla-mixed complexion iof hers helps some. “1 must say. Inez” I tells her, “you do fit in well with the background. Like you belonged. A regular queen of the booth, you are.” T1l queer you “Yes-s-s?" says she, smiling pleased. “You—you look nice, too. “Me!" says I “Oh, sure! I'm a regu- lar home-wrecker, Inez, That is. 1 might be if it wasn't for my Dlain features and my up-and-down figure and the green gooseberry eyes. Out- side of those few items I'm a perfect vamp. I'm glad you noticed it. Nobody else has up to date. Just for that I'll spell you while you slip out for an early lunch * ¥ ¥ X THEN I began to wonder if this career as a modern Ruth at the well of orangeade was going to satisfy her vearning for adventure, such as she'd sketched out to me when I discovered that she had a moving picture mind. Once I put it up to her. “How about it, Inez?” says I “Are you finding New York as full of rills as you thought it would be?" Fine place, New York,” says Toes, But nothing real exciting has hap- Pened to you vet” I suggests. Oh, it comes—by'm-by." says Inez. 150 (why disturb a childlike trust e that? T ask you. I might have pointed out that serving nut sundaes and hot chocolate on Superior street Was almost as hectic a pastime as dealing out cold drinks on Broadway. and that you could go on doing either for a long time without getting mixed up in what a movie director would call a big punch scene. But I didn't. T just smiled to think how simple she was in the head. Never again, though. Lis as'a joke i3 a poor munch. Fo lemes Well,” it wasn't over two days later that' we took a little after-supper stroll, just to get the air and make us tired enough to forget the lumps in the mattress when we finally took to the cots. Of course, we'd had the ulual d;lbau- over it first. 4 “By Eight' avenue,” su “is,a Mr. Bill Hart Show, 5 eos Inez, ease, Inez!" says I *N - Dight. 1f vou knew how Iittla I eared for that man. Gosh! Say I'll bet T've seen Bill Hart ride a million miles and roll four million cigarettes = gallop. ‘s gi on the Eallop. Let's give him a z pouts disappointed, bu nutes later ‘she has another byl Uant thofght. “Up by Broadway.” a . “Mister Doug-las-s. - banks s in Bix-reelers Lo o8 Fal “Yes” says I. “he usually is. ‘An for an’ hour and a half hedl spring that grin of his and climb up the front of fake paldces and push. the villain off a roof and work up the final fade-out where he goes to a tight clinch with the Princess of An- gostura. Then there'll be a news reel showing how they laid the cor- ner_stone of the new Masonic temple at Bllenville, N. Y., and a glimpse of President Harding taking the oath of office, and a few hundred feet of film deplcting the cute antics of a horsefly feeding her young. Have a heart, Inez. Besides. you know we agreed that every other night w. about all our finances would stand.” Inez can’t deny it, but she sulks for the next ten minutes until she decides to console herself by combin- ing two slabs of wintergreen flavor with one of pepsin; after which she pins on her hat and allows me to lead her east across Broadway -and away from the lure of the silver screen. And it wasn't long before I had her interested in our favorite geme, of picking out a trousseau from the 8hop windows. We're reckless shoppers when we let ourselves go that way. Especially Inez. Her taste seems to run to cloth of gold even- ing gowns and ermine capes with | lots of real tails on them. Also three-inch dinner rings and long pearl ropes. I've often wondereq how she would really look in such an outfit If by any miracle she could sver get one on. 1 suspect she'd have the Queen of Sheba looking like ntry dressmaker tac Monday wash. *ling ‘the “And all day,” Inez announces, * ride up and down in limousine.” o . quite 50." says I. “That" of the picture: o e en for dinmer” adds Inez, “bi steak with plenty fried onions. - Lotta cream puffs, too. “Now youwve dome it." says I “You've made me so hungry that nothing but a sweitzer sandwich and half of a fat dill pickle will bring peace to my tortured soul. And 1| think there’s a delicatespen store back on 6th avenue in the block be- low this. Come ! mery against a background of black | along as far as the next corner while | But Inez wasn't to be hurried away from a window where a beaded even- ing gown hung twinkly and shim- velvet. ‘Well. then,” says 1. “you drift 1 dash around and lay before they close up. T'll be_ back here inside of five minutes. You'll be all right. won't you?’ “Me?" says Inez. “Sure!™ Those stores are seldom just where you think they are. though. This one had dodged two blocks out of the way. .And the old frau with the dried apple face and the sage green wig certainly took her time about making up those cheese sandwiches.| Forgot to put on the mustard until after she had 'em all wrapped up, at that. in supplies * % ok % SO it must have been nearly fifteen minutes before I came scurrying up to the window where the beaded gown was still hanging. But no Inez was gawping at it. She wasn't any- ~ Genuine allspice certainly does give | b1 THE RAMBLER. CONTINUES HIS STORY OF RIPON LODGE, AN OLD VIRGINIA HOME A]ong the Trail to the Lofty Ridge — Coffee Trees in the Yard. Some Plants Used by Pioneers Instead of Asiatic Tea—A Word About Sassafras——The Hooe Family. HE trafl which the Rambler took to reach the lofty ridge where Ripon Lodge stands led him through the lowland by the side of that wide creek called Neabsco and the trail was broadened by, almost bow- ered in, that shrub which botanists call | benzoin, a fellow member with the sas- safras of the laurel®family, and which no doubt when you were a boy or a girl. you knew by the name of “spice- wood,” “spicebush,” “feverbush,” “‘wild allspice” or “Benfamin-bush,” Benja- min being a corruption of benzoin. And, as the Rambler means to tell of the coffee trees that grow in the garden of Ripen and cast their shade on the old house, he deems it not out of tune, or out of harmony with the motif of this yarn, to write a few paragraphs about spicebush. It is probable that vour father and mother, before they moved to town, or before you left the plain and rugged pleasures of the country to seek riches and renown by a career in the city, made tea of the leaves and twigs of the spicebush. 1t was used by the Indians before the coming of the whites as a remedy for fevers. It has been used all over the south as a substitute for Chinese tea, and its red berries, dried, have been used in thousands of homes as spice for flavoring many kinds of food. Andre Michaux, a French botanist, who trav- eled extensively in the United States toward the close of the eighteenth cen- tury, writing in his notebook under date of “February 9, 1796, set down what follows: “I supped last evening on tea made from a shrub called spicewnod. A handful of young twigs or branches is set to boil and after it has boiled at least a quarter of an hour. sugar is added and it is drunk like tea. 1 was told that milk makes it much more agreeable to the taste. This beverage restores strength, and it had that ef. fect, for I was very tired when I ar- rived. Dr. Francis Peyre Porcher, a sur- geon in the Confederate army, pub- lished a little book at Charleston, S C. in_1863, on “Resources of Southern Fields and Forests” The book recalls some tragic memories because it was not written with the idea of instructing people in the science of botany, but in pointing out to them how they could find things to eat in the woods and fields, and things to serve them as medi cines, of which the Confederate armies and the civil population over la wide part of the south were in| Dr. Porcher pays tribute to the good qualities of spicewood and says that soldiers from the upper country in South Carolina, serving in the regiment of which he was purgeon, kept themselves supplied with it for making tea. both because they liked it as a heverage and be. cause they believed in it as » pre- ventive and as a remedy for fever. * X ¥ X ™ need putting up preserves vour grand- mother and your great-grand- mother, or perhaps old Aunt Dinah, or Aunt Letty, or Aunt Charity, who did the cooking, finding that there was no West India allspice in the pantry, ground up some of the dried berries of spicewood and used it in- stead of the foreign article, and in eating the food flavored with it, the {south. THE times entire, or mitten-shaped, or three Icbed; used like bay leaves for fla. voring food: bark of root used for making tea and for dyein; of an aromatic oil used in perfumery and for flavoring sweetmeats and medicine & Sassafras tea has been used for three centuries as a “spring medicine” by the white and colored people of the During the years before the American revolution sassafras furnish ed much of the tea used on the tables of rich and poor in the Atlantic, because it was against public policy to use Asiatic tea. * X X % HE_non-use of tea calls Rambler's mind the action of the First Continental Congress at Phila- delphia 1 That Congress not only urged many other things. Some time, when the matter of a boycott against | pensive ATEWAY OF _—_—Mm—m$§m™€m€™mm the source | nection let the Rambler jot down here to the | in September and ‘October, | the non-use of imported tea, but also inac of gaming, cock-fighting, exhi- A ROAD. | this county or that county to carry out the regulations formulated by the Continental Congress. In this con- that the first Continental Congress also sought to Regulate prices, and bear in mind that the prices were Regulated, and please spell Regulated with a capital R. Our rather stern |and commonsense ancestors did | som ething more effectively than their descendants. * X * % tea” There was another plant a creeping wintergreen, out of whose berries the American housewives of the revolution made tea, and the popular name for that plant today is teaberry. \ THEN you come to Ripon you will see five large coffen trees tha: were planted not for a coffee crop, but for shade and ornament. These trees were probably set out because they * % 8 were “something different” from th+ locust trees which so many of the early settlers planted around their homes. It is not a common tree, though t is native American, and many a pot of ‘“coffee” has been brewed from seeds by pioneer Americans. The name which botani have given it i« Gymnocladus Diofcus The first word is compounded of the Greek words “gymnos,” meaning nak- ed, and “cladus” meaning branch Diolcus” is made up of two Greek words “dl,” or two, and “oikus,” hou and by “dioicus” the botanist mean plant having male and female flowers on different branches. The coffee tree at maturity is from to 110 feet tall and from two to three feet in diameter of trunk The leaves are “pinnat that s featherlike form “pinna,’ or feather, which is also the parent word of our “pen,’ hich was first made from a feather or goose quill. Ten or fifteen feet from the ground the tree general- Iy separates into three or four princi pal divisions which spread slightly and form a narrow pyramidal head. The bark is deeply fissued, dark gray in color and the surface is often tinged with red and roughened by small @males, The leaflets are pink at first, later bronze green and then dark green above and light green beneath. It comes into leaf about the same time as the oak and its foliage turns bright yellow in autumn. Legumes hang on it all winter unopened. These are from six to ten inches long and from one and a half to two inches wide. In the pods are dark reddish-brown seeds three-quarters of an inch long, ovate, or slightly obovate in form. These are the “coffee” berries. It grow on the shores of Lakes Cayuga and in_the Conococheague Pennsylvania; in southern Ontario, southern Michigan, eastern Nebraeka, eastern Kansas, s ern Arkansas, and generally between the Allegheny mountains and the Mississippi river. It is rare in the neighborhood of Washington. The Rambler thinks he remembers that years ago William R. Smith, the superintendent of the Botanic Garden called his attention to a Kentucky coffee tree in the garden. It is usually found in rich bottom lands in com- pany with black walnut, blue ash, Lackberry, cottonwood, honey locust, red elm and the hickories. One of the things about Ripon Lodge that has interested the Rambler is the death there in 1808 of Bernard Hooe. as the result of a wound re- E Congress after pledging that H |'T “Wg Will, in our several sta- | tions, :,tcourage frugality, economy, and industry, and promote agricul- ture. arts and the manufactures of this country, especially that of wool; and will discountenance every spe- !cies of extravagance and dissipation, | especially all horse-racing, and all bition of shews, plays and other ex- diversions ~ and _entertain- a nation comes up in conversation, it ments and on the death of any rela- will go our ability. This matter is of course a | further mourning-dress than a black little dim in your memory, and the|crape or ribbon on the arm or hat, | Rambler will remind you that that Con- gress was of the opinion “that a non- importation, non-consumption and non- exportation agreement faithfully ad: hered to, will prove the most speedy. eftectual and peaceable measure; and therefore we do, for ourselves and the inhabitants of the several col- onies, whom we represent, firmly agree and associate, under the sacred ties of virtue, honour and love of our country, as follows: ““That from and after the first day of De- people at the table no doubt said: greeable aroma and taste to Not far from the spice bushes, but where the land is drier, one will find sassa{ras. Aromatic, pungent and . it was well spoken of b eventeenth century imm! America, and even toda those persons whom perhaps some of you would call “provincial” hold it in regard. Sassafras is widely dis- tributed in the United States is very common in the Chesap basin—in the valleys of the Potomac. Patuxent, Rappahannock, York and James and all the intervening rivers and_creeks. road and path in the coastal plain and it strikes its roots into the colder, stiffer Soils of the Piedmont r- ants Lo One sces sassafras mearly every- where in the rich woods and the poor “old fields” on_the Atlantic side of the continent. arly ev ody born that is made from the bark stripped from sassafras roots, and little Bun- dles of this bark are in the markets of all cities in the south. There is no boy. no girl country-bred, who has not chewed the Ereen twigs and the spring flowers of sassafras. Almost everybody has noticed the curious “mitten” shaped leaves of the sassafras tree, and which are the first leaves to turn red in the fall, though the tree is not the first to set a red or yellow bouquet in the landscape. While some of the leaves turn red under the nfluence of a little cold, many others on the same tree remain green after other trees ere all red or yel- Jow. And there is this curious thing about sassafras, that on the same tree in autumn there will be green leaves, red leaves, pink leaves and vellow leaves. In “The Flora of the District of Columbia.” prepared by the Smith- sonjan Institution, one finds this ref- erence to the sassafras: "“A tree usually of moderate size, with us rarely exceedini ten meters; aromatic; where in sight, either up or down the avenue. and Ines is visible at quite a (Coatinued on Fifth Page.) l flowers appearing about the middle of April before the leaves; leaves vari- able on the same branch being some- found for sale! It grows along every | iten on w in rural America has tasted the tea i, or have | cember next, we will not import into British RUINED BARN AT RIPON America, from Great Rritain or Treland, any goods, wares, or merchandise whatsoever, from ‘any other place, any such goods, wares or merchandise as shall have been exported t Britain or Ireland, jmport any Fast India tea of the world: nor any mo- paneles, coffee or pimento from ations or from I ra or the Wi nor_will we, . sirups, Britith pia o tern Islinds, foreign indigo. ve will not import mor purch: ve imported after the first day next; after which time, we' will wholly ;and will neither ncerned in it ourselves, nor will we hire essels, nor sell our commailities or man- factures to those who are concerued in it. As u non-consumption agreement, strictly effectual security for the observation of the non-importation. W above, solemnly agree and associate that from this day we will not purchase or use any hich & duty hath been or shall be paid: and from and after the first day of March next we will not purchase or use aus Cast India tea whatever: nor will we, nor any person under s purchase OF use of those goods. wares or merchandise, We have agreed not to import which we shali cause to suspect, were im. ported after the first day of December, e pt_such us come under the rules and d lous of the testl article hereafter men- There was much more matter in this document. Any merchant whe sought ,to import goods from Great Britain' or seil such imported goods was to be boycotted by the com- munity. The word “boycott” was not used. It had not then come into our language. The prohibition was phrased that if any merchant sought to break the non-importation agree- ment, “on such unworthy conduct being well attested, it ought to be made public; and on the same being so done, we will not, from hence- forth, have any commercial connec- tlon with such merthant.” The Congress recommended the for- mation of a committee in each coun- y., city and town to see that the boycott was observed. And that is the genesis of the organization of S0 _many ‘“committees of safety,” and to have been a member of one of those colonial committees of safefy was a matter of pride and honor and many descendants boast today that this an cestor or that ancestor was a mem ber of the committee of safety of | | those men of the revolutionary pe- for gentlemen and a black ribbon |and necklace for ladies, and we will | discontinue the giving of gloves and scarves at funerals.” Now listen to the admonition to the merchants of colonial time: “'Such as are venders of goods or merchan- dise will not take advantage of the acarcity of goods that may be occasioned by this as- sociation, will sell the same at the rates we been respectively accustomed to for twelve months last p: And if any vender of goods or merchandise shall sell such goods on ‘higher terms or shall in any manner or by any device whatever violate or depart from this agreement. no person ought, nor will any ©of us deal with any such person or his or he Ffactor or agent nt any time thereafter for any commodity whatever." It was further declared “That all manufactures of this country be sold at reasonable prices, 5o that no undue ntage be taken of a future reity of goods,” and “We do fur- ther agree and resolve that we will have no trade, commerce, dealings or intercourse whatsoever, with any col- ony or province, in North America, which shall not accede to. or which shall _hereafter violate this associa- tion, but will hold them as unworthy the rights of freemen and as inimical to the liberties of their coun- i) Do you not get from the reading of these old documents a_ sense that riod _were of serious and earnest mold? There is little that was flam- boyant, rhetorical or frothy in their recorded utterances. They boycotted | the mother country and they made the hoycott stick by enforcing its ob- servance by their neighbors by meas- ures that were often ungentle. They olved calmly on the organization of companies of expert rifiemen” and the organization of troops went on in every county. And our dear, dear, great-great-grandmother was as big a rebel against the mighty empire of Great Britain as any man. She wore homespun _dresses even to church, and sassafras tea and spicebush tea were poured at the table even though the teapot was of silver. It was heresy to do otherwise. A Tory in this part of the country was in hard luck~ If he had not a mind to leave the country, he was generally Tun out. There were some Tories in New York city and it is said that some Tories calling themselves Royalists kept on living in South Carolina, but Maryland and Virginia Torles were treated rough — don’t make that “roughly.” Our northern patriot cousins who did not have as much ceived in a duel with William Kemp. There were several Hooes in Virginia bearing the Christian name Bernard, but he who was killed in this du was Bernard J. Hooe. The Rev. ace Edwin H the duel in his volume on Virginiu genealogy, and it is also mentioned in Henry S. Footes “Casket of Rem- iniscences.’ BER ARD J. Hooe married Mar- garet Pratt. The first mention one finds of him is in Hening’s Sta- * % % % might be useful to know that we hoy- [tive or friend, none of us, or any |tutes, where he is appointed to receive cotted. Great Britain to the best of lof our families, into any | gjaves for debts due from the sheriff in 1790. He was overseer of the poor in Dettingen parish in 1791, justice of in Prince William county in 1790, trustee of the town of Hay- market in 1798 and sheriff of Prince He had four chil- dren. The first was Thomas Pratt Hooe, who married a Miss Opie. He his_father was shot to death, and bis will is among . leaves his little daughter o the care Thomas [ Parker of Fredericksberg, and in his will names his wife's brother, Hirome f Gloucester county. That was the peace William in 1800. died the year after the records of Prince William. of Sallie, the wife of Col. Opie; his niece, Elizabeth Parker, and witnesses to the will were Bernard H. Hooe and Robert W. Hooe. Bernard J. Hooe had a_ son Ber- ! nard, a daughter Lucy, who became the wife of Ario Buckner, and an- other daughter, Eliza Thacker Hooe, who married James Hewitt Hooe. Bernard Hooe, jr., died in 1810. In his will he names his wife, Bernard H Hooe, his uncle, and James H. Hooe las his executors, and Daniel M. Chichester guardian of his children, who were all minors at the making of the will. This Bernard Hooe mar- ried Mary Symes Chichester and their children were Mary Chichester Hooe, who died_unmarried; Bernard Hool Richard Chichester Hooe, Sarah M Carty Hooe, who married Thomas or Mordicai Throckmorton; John Hooe of Locust Grove, Prince Wil county, who married Maria, daughter of Robert Gaines of Beverly, King George county; Anne Fowke Hooe. who married George Johnson: Mary Symes Chichester Hooe, who married George Sweeny, and Clarissa Bernard Hooe, who married Gaskins Moncure. There was another Bernard Hooe in Prince William_county long ago. He was born in 1791 and died in 186 His wife was Eleanor Buchanan Bris coe, who was born in 1793 and died in 1862. She was a dzughter of John Hanson Hooe and his wife, who wax born Mary Elizabeth Attaway. =—As nearly as the Rambler can work it out with the aid of Dr. Hayden, there were eight children born to Bernard Hooe and Elizabeth Buchanan Bris- coe. They were Mary Elizabeth Hooe. Anna Maria Hanson Hooe, Richard Henry Hooe, Sarah Ellen Hooe, Jan Cecilia Hooe, John Bernard 'Hooe. Bernard Hooe and Philip Beverly Hooe. Mary Elizabeth married Dr. William_P. Johnstone of Georgia: Anna Maria married a gentleman named Hardin of North Carolina: Richard Henry died young; Sarah iEllen, who died in 1882, 'married | George D. Fowle of Alexandria, and if the Rambler is not tangled in his notes their daughter, Ellen Barnard Fowle, married Fitzhugh Lee, general and goverpor of Virginia. Jane Ce lia married James Upshur Denn John Bernard died young. Bernard's record is not at hand. Philip Beverly Hooe was a captain in the Confederate service. He went out with the Alex- andria Rifles in the 17th Virginia In- fantry as a second lieutenant, and in the second year of the war pro- moted to captain and acting adjutan general in Montgomery D. Corse's brigade, Pickett’s _division. Capt. Hooe's wife was Mary Helen Danger- field, daughter of John Bathurst Dan- gerfield, and his wife, who was born Rebecca Holmes of Alexandria. It is late now, the typewriting ma- chine has done its allotted task and the Rambler will try next Sunday to tell such facts relating to the Ber- nard J. Hooe-William Kemp duel as have come before him. The Chromo. ARVEY MAITLAND WATTS, a Philadelphia art critic, said at a dinner in Rittenhouse Square: “The ignorance of the new rich in art matters is quite incredible. The wife of a new rich profiteer was buy- irg pictures in a Walnut street shop the other day. After she had bought 2 number of costly pictures she said: Now show me something a little cheaper for the back hall. It's dark there.’ “The salesman brought out another ure. “This, madam,’ he said, ‘is only a chromo, and we could let you have it for nearly nothing.’ he new rich lady nodded in sage va il saseafras and spicebush as we, used a plant known by some learned gen- tiemen as Ceanothus Americanus, but which even today is called by plain speaking Americans “New Jersey “‘Yes, of course,’ she said, ‘Chrom: is a struggling and obscure artist nd he can’t expect to command go. prices till he makes a popular uit, can he? " thwest-" &is brother-in-law, Hewitt Hooe. The