Evening Star Newspaper, October 30, 1921, Page 70

THE SUNDAY STAR, WASHINGTON, D. C, et OCTOBER 30, 1921—PART 4. that Annette had beem some time, but nelther | I worked up any sus-! til we discovered Uncle | T S 1w pie en Gussie Toddled. In—By Sewell o Ford/THE RAMBLER FOLLOWS DIFFICULT RUN AND WRITES OF CHANTILLY BATTLEFIELD IPPING his Lat and bidding HROUGH a Broad and Deep Virginia Val- H The dainty littia at me very read his stories’ choolmarm looked " Nels . before the hall mirror i farewell to the old Robey houso yavine afbui-to-hand strugle with | e e e B T e e i-to-hand sirugsle with % sldes an : [ burst with pride she said, crisply bow tJ it stubby e o dormer windows looking out|™ | ley_Tombstongs ina Clump of Cedars— JTm very sorry, eir, 1 never Lieurd Yoy, youliow. and that gilt framed like great goggle eyes from fts | B !o\v}efi‘ t{’(“':urt:].l right now. but ¥o mirror affle (he all sext must have slanting shingled roof, the Ramsler| | Where Gen. Pope's Army Met Confederates— | |dcar reader. are nit going to set Nean + @ sfx-footer. Anyway. WDE up the pleasant, happy burden z 9 'm“":zl"’ t‘ln: story. There I8 a music | How the village of Pender Received Its Name | |fachine, in tre, Ballard home. goct » stretching himself that of his camera and went his way | | | | dance records, and the floor is slick. ¢ was o 1 was e to see below his eye- west along the Little River turnpike| | Miss Mar, 5 ¢ gy A garet has invited me ou'. s B R sanssed t4 nuacn e i ot omanity. A zew| | and Some Facts About Gen. William Dorsey | [and siiss Traces has promised te et pere, tb. hundred yards beyond the Robey Last Sunday the Rambler told that in the back, drop his it his new soft hat rakish r when I pushed in with hand. vie Nel: that. he acted rather sheep: but I couldn’t guess why, us because he'd been an 1on% that he wasn't used coat ane, and over one the helpi| Here. w-log hitch instead t should go like this. pped on with an elasti i,y says Uncle Nels. In | house and on the opposite, or the south sidg of the road is a big frame houss in a clump of hard maple| trees. Though a narrow lane leads; from the main road to this house. two rows of maples mark out a broad avenue. At the rear of the hous i# a cluster of farm buildingr, giving a truly rustic touch to the scene. It is an old home, but it has heen is the home of George W. Beach aud his wife, who wa# a Miss Worster, tensive tra'ct, but which before the civil war wae one of tie large Pender, Confederate Army Leader. Pender. on the establishment of post office there, was named after the Confederate general. William Dorse Pender. The land L -1 to James Thrift and his w cretia Reiil Thrift, daughter of Gen. Reid. Their daughter Lilly married Capt. John N Ballard, and later the Thrift farm be- came the Ballard farm. The gostal authorities wanted to name the post office Ballard, but Capt. Ballard sue- gested that it be called Pender. 1 was &0 named. The Rambler said wmen folks doing things 50 well cared for that, as we often Sera e, o ihere, aud b e ! thumbs,” he explains. say of persons and very seidom| fieved, hough he would ot et T Vo s mean it “it doesn't look fts age” Tt | down 'as a fact, that Gen. Pendes was wounded at that place 1 have not found any record that Gen. Fen der was wounded there. Pender was born in Edgecomt S ebaigl jand the house stands on the old| N. C. 1634 oq L B o 2 in and grad | Worster farm, which is etili an ex the West Poinr 3 ““Rr; 4‘\‘?15?‘11'1{; 1854. He served In the 1st ano o Regiments of artijlery and was trans- ferred to the dragoons in 1835, &e 1he soui{illc. and—and Annette, she | sax the Jilt strlish no more.” i plantations in that part of northern | e s ; . : i eervice in Indlan campaigns, L perfedill right.” fays I “T under- Virginia whieh we may include as resigned March 21, 1561; was colont! ere qulte the thing & few i of the 6th North ol o g N 2 fow | 5 IEhboEoC 3 6th North Carnlina 1 say about the Tow Reed | | the Washington neighiorhood. | 55 the peninavia campeies todar Con. Blaine period. But this ! | Here a long rection of muod road Joseph E. Johnston and for gallantry dl{;. SO which convicts have luilt from. | at Fair Oaks made a brigadier t. eh, TrilLy May? he Fairfax Court House westerly, ends, | g:un;::gl w!;); n’.‘nrv;:‘t;":‘r ;’fi:«')? i about it,” says I “To- [ with henna dots is my | or scheme. Goes so well . w brown suit. too. Very 11 the world. Now let | r collar. There You are; wive Park avenue a treat. deny it. He simply| ul and toddles off toward And it sn't until I'd view of him that 1 got' to the nest vour | you know. round in the! neck shave. And his sn't three inches too Siceves don't reach to Be: . he has lking stick, sloves: lmost a nifty dresser. s Inez, “Ithought he look- | Ibrolfl. deep v jlong w and a section of road. which is worse | than the Little River e at its worst before Its Improvement set in, begins. e ut work re building the road a mile o= =0 beyond and over thit part of tie trucks pass every fe minuteg in their work hauling broken rock to the place wih ing operations are in pro heavy tratlic on a dirt e effect which you can understand without a description of it being set dowa herc. = % a famous stream that flows throu a ller. The sides of and the land tor v in cll directions is cleared aud under cuitivation, so that froa: the rim of the valley impressive pro pects lax before and below you. W the road begins to &ip s & very o valley are down grade and the Gt i6lde rises higher. On the top of each | b A LANE WHICH JOINS THE PIKI nd turns takes fifteen miles to make | run from the pike to the Potomac. | perhaps to tizhi south rim of the valley of Dif- their buggy wh the side of | va 5 fey the roots, scperates | under Gen. John The tree was lina regiments and he fought in &l the campaigns of the Army of Nortli- ern Virginia until Gettvsburg. I by ok “over the command of A. 1° Hil's division when that officer wis was made major gey- v 27, 1563, and given com mand of the bri of Scales, Lanc, Thomas and McGow Hi ered in the secord day ing at Gettysburg. He wag remove! 1o Staunton, the lex amputated anc o not recover from the opers- tion, dying at Staunton July Nortih Carolina Hanov.r of New “Inez, indicating that I e follow me. - { HE road at the point aluug Larbered,” says T, “and | course which the Rambler 3 forsaken the coal- reached now begins a long descent to ! S boe : rc sc some other tra hen tuke you ov e and Introdu~ Leather From the Sea. <l the big 1dea? I in-, 3 2 in- | a gray b which stends near t f jaud Eras noy O e ot I fienlt run, where you stand now this lower road the Rambler sat and | cs her head and declines L aret. Tottor Box s inscribed | ana re the sol d: | Zelreancd hinlselt Wi S S TAIC S HERE : + s ogincadiana eclines HE jTured, letter box is inseribed |and where the solemn cedar trees| 25d % pipe. Close Lo the stone areh | HERE are a number of fish whicy tr u! R. S. | id graves. was occupied | grows a large maple, whose trunk, a | produce @ lezther used for vari- ous purposes. ¥From the ghark come * % in Annette, our Montrea! | e D s i Jerzls claimed to have ! o hner Toliage | leather of a beawiiful & % g e o ] |beat off the Confederate attaci onf ol ce shows a grea Yes, Annette ad {rail fence. Lirvond the strip of wild]io;, 3¢ Chantilly, fell back in the ‘n maid. 1 pen fields | hrubbery and fenc®®are as a single branel, | direction of Washington and tock up h all the leaves were red.! of leaves, green in the [ ' vards off the left of the jndred from the old |2 position on thes been helping Uncle o \Worster fields give up: not while there are beauty shops and trick modistes. Anyway, the whole effect must have looked good to Uncle Nels. All 1 needed was a glance to see thai he was falling for Little Buttercup, and falling hard. Wor she was not only Inez. ys I, “look for the of course that's tommyrot. think, do you, Ines, that Tour U Nels at his age {s going o San Bomend How foolish, An-|qisplaying her aimples and twinkling & . P her pansy eyes at him, but she was By At e e en 3, e | Pratiling. I caught a little of it as 1 A s B e acy pat s pas | camietarouna:thie coraer on ther, e on W mouchoir—zutt: Then one | gne our eagng s roil person, zesty ¥ i she was saying. knows” [ | eve it says L “Also it} TCo-unT" says Uncle Nels, looking patns raqlts observe Amnctes, that|liss *Sheep trying to AOEN. reanly Jou havolf mind like a French mald | jaugi. ~ Nelther can Uncle Nels, but in a farofl You know very well that|he was making & wild stab at it. is a kind, simple old soul. | “Do you know,” she goes on, chang- 1y hasn’t looked sidewise | ing to a confidential coo, “that as since he left Sweden back | you sit there you remind me so much days.” of my dear Edwin during those last adulges in another shoul-| happy days when we On:’ der gestup. “Then for why he should | "She has spotted the intruder, which make waks in the Central Park?’|is me. she asks looks up and opens his mouth as res done that right along,”|though he was about to bleat. Tie morning and every after- | doesn’t though. He simply tints up back of the ears. For 1 had marched right up and was inspecting 'em at acs only {n ‘ze afterncon #hat ho rdh up,” insists Annette. close range. “Just a % fad of his, most likely,” “Excuse me if I seem to crash in. says 1 Uncle Nels.” says I, “but T didn’t You knflF. though, how you'll mull { know you were here. Lovely after- over a hifllcl like that. It's so much |noon, fsn't it?” 2 wasier tofpeliave the worst of any- | He didn’t deny it. Tle just blinks Thody, espfially if some one else slips | and swallows hard a couple of times. vou the tfbught. Besides, I was get- lady helps him out. though. i He always had been “Ah!" says she. “Your nlece, Mr. caky old boy, this Uncle | Swenson 3 and when he'd ti “Almost” says . ‘“Inez and I are - {teammates, but she’s the only one me and share his n ent T'd understood tha agreement was that we ¢ logk after him. Were if we let him wander | ons without knowing s up to? | ten minutes T'd convinced T was dodging my duty ! & #o right out and trail | Was Mrs. Sperry. so I threw on Some strect | *irs. Edwin Sperr atarted ‘;-[nhoul saving &) course. now 1 generall. 2,07 admitiing to Annette | yir, sugusta Sperrs. who can really gualify as a niece. But T say, Uncle Nels, vou might- * % % E takes the us, after a fashion. could uuderstand was that b About all 1 name aithough, of sign my nan. Not that T wish that she Of cof with a head start like|to forget poor dear Edwin, but so <hat, thefl} wasn't much chanceé of;many of my friends insist on writing sy runfills him down. Men have| iy Kl Been hn e atnd & cotner | to Mo as Augusta Sperry, or some- in New : and disappear forever.|times as Gussie, that it makes it Fut_tner Wiys something of a |simpler, you know, with the post- #hrill abd euthing anybody and I|man.” Swanted | xercise anyway. 1 fig-| I nods intelligent, I hope, for T was ared he was going to the|sizing up her curious. She o il park ke 4 take the ehortest way, | dressy party. From the wide ced stockings to the sippy turban eifcct across wllfi(th avenue and up to the Goth sl cntrance. That much I with the pheasants’ tail trailing over wovered < and confident. But|the left ear she i a symphony in soft sthen T = p against that network |greens and corn yellow: In other of walk<[Jllbd patha which branch out | words, Gussie was gussied. Her ab- 4n everyfilirection from the gates. [surd little feet were pinched into nar- S, 1 w the south end of thelrow high-hceled pumps that it muat park b . time as well as T used jhave been an acrobatic stuat to tod. 40 know flelds and woods around | dle along on, and on the fingers of he: eramar:fillunction, Minnesota. True.:pudgy little hands were rings enougl I've nev; lied any dates there, but to start a young pawnshop. Also she I've nul) most of the cozy lttle | was quite a chatty person. for as I'm nooks villts such affairs might be|giving her the double O she prattles staged right ahead. So ) iea west past the little| “Odd about our meeting here in the dake vi the swan boats churn|park, Mr. Swenson and I wasn't it, around arm weather and took a|Mias Dodge?” she asks. Oh, he hadn't 1ook at 'l "cnches under the bridge. | told you! He's such a dear, shy man, Nobody ‘[l mut the usual collection | isn't he? Well, you see, I dropped my ‘@f nurse and kids. Further on|vanity bag. I'm always dropping ‘“here’s Uffll wistaria arbor that's kind | things. So silly of me. And some of a secfilled spot. But it was oc-lone is alweys plcking them up and upled J- by a bushy whiskered |chasing after me with them. This time old o was tossing peanuts|it was Mr. Swenson and he didn't %o the aiflidy overfed gray squirrels. | catch up with me until I'd climbed tThen I flcd a path that winds up|up this hill. Then, of course, I had to + oover the llicks to the top of a little|thank him and—and—well, it's such wnoll wifll: there’s a rustic summer [a romantic spot. Isn't It, now, Miss niouse v:iff & curved seat under it. |Dodge “Uh-huh!” says L “The park’'s full * 1 may-not be the world's st guesser, but I'm not so sure a& shooting, there's =itting on the edge of & cadar ben b, his hinds resting on his e his hat pushed back over 4 front.hair, and a pleased, simple expression. on_his deep-lined, i of ‘em.” “But none quite like this” insists : Augusta. “I shall always think of it that way. For I've found your dear Uncle Nels, as you call him, such a sympathetic and interesting acquaint- ance. Why, we've almost become old friends in a few days.’ “Yes,” says looking square at Uncle Nels, “he’s quite enough around home, but I expect he's a fast worker ther-neaten fage. Uh-huh! You've | when he gets out with the ladies. muessed it He was not alone. “0-0-0. says Gussie, shaking a “"'She war a bunchy old girl, all|finger at him. “Naughty, naughty!” curves and dimpl and the dre: “Don’t you belisve!” protests Uncle yuaker wio had feved that sug-!Nels. “That Trilby May she talk fool- mestion ol a waistlina for her must | jshness.” Jiave becy a miracle worker. But| “All right, I won't give you away,” above ai: helow the belt she—well, [says I, winking at Gussie. “But don't =he bill wlm if you get me. One of [ you let him kid you along too strong, 1he kiri leho is taller sitting down |Mrs. Sperry.” <han iing up.. I couldn’t guess| With that I exits left and chuckles how ol how youns, for while her |all the way home. They're never too jiair i8 as silvary white as a new teaold, are they, to be in the preferred crvice. Aer face 18 as fresh and|risk non-matrimonial class? Not with Woominz/as a tulip bed on & May|such fssoinators .as Gussie running snorning. ssme or all of the color |around loose. And you can guess T hed a good time telling Inez how her Tnelg Nels, after being skirt-shy for over fifty years, bad jab blmgelf b his griz: N*h‘e‘m'- mar have been due to art, but s ty good art. Whoever s rabbit's foot had done it ‘At the same time, Uncle Nela{ Tint and iatroduces | a nice little home meal, 8o we could get married?” all get better acquaintad, and if brother As usual, Inez has poked her finger “mrm;m into the core of the situation. {had anything up his sleeve mayb: we} She may be a slow thinker about some |could manag: fo <hake it out. Uncle things, but when it comes to the brass | Nels wasn't strong for the sffair. In; ,\;\cks of life, Inez is right there. In|&pite of all ing he's had 1 a flash she had seen the picture— !Suspect he still has a hunch that his! Tncle Nels caught and led (o the|table maupers aren’t quite the last |word, but the thought of having the! fair Gussie right at his elbow for ai whole cvening was too much for him, license bureau by a strange female: a new wife in the apartment ~ And{ where would Inez stand then?" bo0h; but he wouldn't be such zi‘ * % Kk ¥ ob. < says L HeBtoos o1d:t: O he phoned the invitation and the Inez sh-kes E vas., SRR that ey very next evening the funcion | Daddy Tiejenr, by who married the cook lady. minds me. “He was a lot older, him. Coreraine, | she ro-|came off. You should have scen Gussle 4 chen she shed her opera cape and res | ‘That's s0,” says L *And [w 2 widow too Say. T expect we'd betier | vealed those shoulders and arms. And have o heart-to-heart talk with Uncleiyou can imagine, perhaps, how those Nels when he comes home. | washed-out blus eyes of Uncly Nely * % % % | popped 2s he got his first view, 1t was E didn’t wander in, though, until)nearly his lust, for from that tims on Just before dinner time and even |he bardly ventured to take 'em off hiw late ,and Lis ears dldn't loos that vddy tint for two hours, She was a dazzler, thoush, TN say good trving to dodge, Uncle |tbat for her. Her candle-light muke- ou might just asjup was ligh & and those psnsy etails first as lnsl.; ¥ eve right on the job every “Come on. Let’s have "em.” !minute. And prattle! Shs had “Such g . 5 8 _{babbling Lrook backed inty s dend- Such girls!” says he. Can't I talk | DARPIINE OO Pacppor Teouls have to a lady once unless you make a fuss | kept up to her chatter or Indulsed in over it? Eh | sueh coy ;:tunt:, % N Vi Ut A i r Brother Henry, hs wss & pance e howylong hus} dignified, grav-haired purty this been going on? : wide black ribbon to his eye- He admits that the vanity bag inci- | s and diamond-studded buttohs | dent happered about two weeks ago. He in gleaming shirt fron{. 7 g : Jooked like he might own gold mines | *And vou've been getting on nicely {ever since, en™ says 1. “My, but by the.dozen and not miss one of twe ¥ that slipped away from aim. jyou're some petier for an zmateur, ' | then he tries to slip into his room | | without our seeing him. But we had | T | our ears stretched and held him up. X jwell give us the d i | ' | 1t was a perfectly swell dinuer, 32 1 do say so myself. Annette and 1 did jru ay. And who is this Mrs. Sperry, | the ordering, and if there was any- |4{h‘)'\\ [ thing we missed, from caviar capspes . Tuele Nels his head and|i, baked Alaska, it was an oversight. ! looks sheepist And while Gussie kept up her ghatter 1t you've n cing her every {aj1 the while, she didn’t seem {oy miies | day,” says I. “she must have told you {, trick on the menu. Not one, Frum 1, o Iife. That kind -al-|casually watching her as she waded a louz widow, Il{nrough every course. 1 should iny hered. What else? that when she finished she Wag thor- o don't live alone.” says Unele [ oy . X ghly nourished. Quite. i Nels. “She got brothér. too. They!" snd you know Uncle Nels isn's what {live in same block with us. you'd call & hearty_ eal He plwhys { W 1, says 1, “it didn't take her|j,-ks the soup and salad, and enly & {two weeks to tell You just that, did|few desserts will tempt him. He st Hit? worry along any time with .8 pand- Hhies i me ‘wich and a glass of milk. So by the i says he time the roast ducklings came in he i Jhot” says I was just stalling around and fidgets ea Srother’s got ., has he,|fng in his chair. He couldn’t help ead of an oil well? What sort— i il iseeing, though, the noble work the { tin or diamond? | fair Gussie was doing with her h 5 ine.rs - c o 2 nife | “Gold mine” saxs Tncle Nels. “In and fork. Seemed to fascinate him, for Peru. e bought it cheap of « friend | ayery time she took a second help: who. got fever and died. Lotta old, | fng he e < hut bigh up in mountains, and un'fm.rr:;,'fi,j;‘; ‘,::a‘:h;,dmh;‘,".l:" end I could [Henry he ain't got enough money to =~ <t off, h " tryi woLC Il ot Chita sallistoacly | JEirat Cliloo e Wha (NG Hy) 6e- Work 1t right; Gotta soll stocle io{SWer now’ and then when she mads L "Of course:” says 1. and Gusslelsome of her kittenish cracks directly Brother Hensy so hell ot you n on a4 Mim: but Snally he gave thet up A ey ol 'and let her carry on the monelogue e Nels hunehes his shoulders. | ¥ithout trying to get in a word. Even wyncle Nels hunches his ShOfid°h% Brother Henry noticed, and twice 1 EES efdost s g caught_him trying to give her the G A shut-oft signal. But with a dinner LEce e T like that coming hefore her, and a - willing audionce, Gussie was having the time of her life. She sparkled and prattied on and on. Tt wasn't until we were having cof- fee in_the living room that I missed anybody from the party. I scouted around hasty, and then nudged Inez. “Where's Uncle Nels?” I whispered “Him?" says Inez. “Oh, he sneaked “Cagey stuff. Don't Give him plenty of Who_you think & a sucker?’ de- mands Uncle Nels, bristling up. '‘Oh, not you says L. “You're a shrewd, cautfous business man—when it comes to selling timber. You can skin the best of 'em, and have. But| how much do you know about goldj mines in Peru? ‘Think it over.” off to bed.” Uncle Nels scratches his ear. “She | “Thoe old tehi Wi say iU's rich mine.” ways he.. “Show, -The old wretch! gays 1 ¢What me pictures, chunks of rock with gold stickin' out, paper from assay office,| 1 Will say; though, that Gussie took She went down_there with her brvt.her!" easy. She was inclined to go_on last summe: So she knows.” ‘Drl((llng- just for our henefit. But “Naturally,” says I. wAnd about!Brother Henry acted a bit huffy. He how much does Brother Henry need to ! made her get her things and let him help him get this mine running—ten |lead her home. After which I knocked thousand, twenty?” on Uncle Nels' door. “Fifty,” says Uncle Nels. “You're not aick, are you? I asked. I puckered up my lips and_whistled | “Yes,” says he. “I'nt sick of seeing soft. “No piker, ig-he?” says I. *Fifty | folks eat, and I'm sick of hearing 'em thousand! Honest, Uncle Nels, have | talk—talk—talk. you got faith enough in the fair Gussie( “Oh, is that all?” says I. “Gugsie left & good-night or - you." “That woman! I glad she left something.” ~ - 10 let her nick you that hard?” “She—she's nice lady, Mrs. Bperry,” | “Huh!" says he. And when I went back to Ineg'she was walting anxious. *Eh]’ says Insists Uncle Nels. ‘Words seem to fail him. “What you grin for?! know,” .says I “I suppose pne dunne seys he. “She's nice to me. Nobody ever talk to me so nice before.” shouldn’t after watching a perfectly good romance go on the rocks, Yes, L] E!I&mms over at Inez to see if she Ines, the Gussie entry geems ;q 3 if ¥ou ing all this in. She is. And we swape nods that meant a lot. % scratcheq. Absolutely, ,,fi almlqld say ¥su had & gvin “Oh!” says L. *If that's the way iL Fou.l, stands_then we'll butt out. Eh, Ines?” (Goprright, 1924, by Sewell Forda But Inez don't follow me. She frowns |. and shakes her head. *Foolish!!t she as” Uncle Nels trl off "t his Tom: lare the dead wh! {years. Trusting in the Lord.” resing armies time and time ugain swept over this farm und ci war ) o, where a road from Herndon to Le- showed little more, i i re morning of the 2d of to, o1 the Warrenton pike, crosses e for fombE ot 1~ |tember the army posted 1htoe R o : tlon fer Lo . mes | nigjcult creck from Flint Hiil to the bl _Tats _is the of the living. Thers are among Ak sy oy ssis e feid of edars taree inscribed tomb: Desreq trbme e 5 site of Pender was ? them was sct there before These wonuments are inscribed “Sacred to the memory of Tabley Worster, who departed this life Ju 10, 1858, aged sixty-f ch die in the Lord.” and one the civi ar. “To our sister, January 1i. 1874 aged thirt the stands t ce awhiter Under one of 5 marble tombstope t others, end the cpitaph i» "Franciz!whore the Alexundria and Little teholl, bo: Murch_24, 185 Fabelty B Taft At ot The people who were laid to rest in this little plot beneath the melan-“ions, were mem- | this writing. bers of the Worster family, which down the road (west) to the creek. The choly shade of the cedars were owned these flelds, and it is a daugh- ter of this old Virginia family, who:above the stream on a single-arch is now Mre. George Beach, in the big'stone bridge. frame house among the maples— maples that are not now green. but yellow and pink, with here and there a spark of scarlet. The stream whicn runs through this wide valley is Difficult run. Perhaps those of you who travel through the Great Falls region will feel a sense of wonder that Difficult flows 8o far to the ¥outhwest. However, it is there, but it Is not the character of stream you krow. Your Difficult foams over rocks between tall, steep hills, rests calm and pool-like between hill of rocks and trees which (hills) rise 300 feet above its shining water, and where it pours into the Potomac is a jagged wilderneas of naked gran- jte. The run along that part of its course. where the Rambler is now walking is normally a gentle little branch, but it drains a large water- shed, and in time of heavy rain it can _cut some capers and become a really tempestuous, almost a “tem- peramental,” brook. Difficult run be- gins about one miles south of the point where we are standing among the tombstones and cedars. It is born in and flows for more than a mile through fields which were associated with the battle of Chantilly, though the actual fighting of Chantilly took place more than a mile west of the creek. From the place where Difficult paeses under the Little River turnpike to - g Falls § A uth of the-greek below Great s ten miles measured en the Fut it would- not shgekama to isarn that tbe euven in il OVIEW | i e years. Blessed | sition @lod | turnpike orosses the stremm a ! 21 the upper Polem: h no att . to force our poriti And bere i= tot one of Lue large cities sceonid battle of Bull rui may b woril. There is a store, a to te < that day ud a few houses in sight a from orders to take po- id ut the crossroad. but in Sehments in front tie groves sud woods within a quar- ter of a mile of the general store and the smithy live & number of the s friends. J. E. Ghe s a distant rel with a view to reor- and climinating of the blacksmith, Then ther Falp, \®}ecps the store and Tom n| well er 8o Milton Tinder, BRIDGE OVER DIFFICULT RUN.. !hn] Jether Dove, Alvin Birch, James section referred to by Gen. Pope.| Thompson, Fred Stowe, Edgar Rollins, Flint_Hill, which the general men-| Flavius Alder, Roy Gooding, Louis s not known to the Rambler at| Thompson, W. W. Kidwell, W. W. It is about half a mile| Cross and Joe Croson, the barber. The Rev. Mr. Thrasher comes out from Fairfax to preach In the new Metho- dist Church, and Miss Tracey Gaines of Burke teaches school. Miss Tracey, the Rambler and Miss Margaret Bal lard took a drive in Miss Margaret's new car, but that's another story, and 1 believe that I will not even promise to tell it in a future “rambie.” Miss Margaret said we would go by the echoolhouse and pick up Miss Galnes. We waited in the road until School was out. At last some little boys and girls came out and then some big boys. And then a little lady with golden hair and a blue dress camne out and began to fasten the windows and lock the door. “Who's the girl in blue?” I gaid. “Why, that's the teacher,” said Miss Margaret. I registered surprise. So small! So young! Naturally. I readjusted my hat, fixed my necktie ,and beg: to knock off some of the dust picked up on the tramp from the cotehouse. Two big boys began to “wrassal” or skylark in the schoolyard. The little girl in blue left off locking up the door, turned guickly with an air of authority and shouted, though in a voice that was music, “James, cut that out!” James is about six feet tall, but he cut it out. Then the little schoolmar'm walked briskly out to the car and said briskly, “You sec they're 80 much larger than I | | pike passes at a considerable height A few years ago the Rambler was impressed that this was a picturesque bridge, whatever pic- turesque may mean. It is an over- worked word. A thing is certainly not always beautiful because it is like a pleture or because one can make a Dicture of it. One can make & picture of a flapper, a_cake-eater. an empty tomato can and a row of houses, ye' they would not be picturesque. Not long ago this bridge had the took of age. It had the coler, lhnl marks, the cracks and the Vines that | suggest age and respectability, though it would be unfaithful and, unreasonable to assume that a thing ! is respectable just because it has happened to survive for many years. Sometimes the good live long and sometimes the good die young. How- ever, this bridge had that mellow, viney look which you can see today ! in the red stone bridge over Bull run and the gray stone bridges on the Georgetown and Leesburg pike over Sugariand run and Broad run. Evi-| dently the Difficult Run bridge be-' came too old and feeble and it Was rebuflt, the masons using the stone of the old bridge and then adding. coment guards or ramparts on the ut * roadway. The stones are old, t the mortar in- which they are set!' that I have to step on them.” She lonks new and mo vines have woven | put her little lunch box in the car and climbed aboard. S, L their web. locking at. A ok & HEN Miss Margaret said, “Mise Gainea, thin {3 the Rambler; of heard of him and age is worth ! * SIDE road leaves the pikc some distence from the bridgs undicuurse, yuu lav - P4 who ! costume. In fact, she) 5 road and two » one of the best men's| g i Gray houss with (ke Jones letter Lox |and others' fields, beliwing that the, jgq10"wire tur 4 5 3 | e e ; . s AT > i : B = o ; .ddle, were turning vellow. oranee |1 ‘(i e toas et s SUCH GIRL SAYS 1 ANT I TALK TO A LADY ONC € MAKE A FUSS OVER T befors it a clumn of cedars are grow - Pfl‘;guld comayies Jhem azain | oink around the cige. On e ke utilized < herself, even to order- | o 1 | I e Tt Tn this elump of [he Wrote fur the Centurs, giving his Teater She poiBiE Gere £ed, WRER AL L iinies inzen shirts with slecves | Nith & sure touch and the lipstick had Pleked up Ly a ¥ widow in thel “Not at all” says I, #1t's more serl- | cadars are four venerable Cramp oflaccount of the second Bull Run festiorithe 1oat gms Erden. ~ Slong Hrnown i = S |been applied with restraint. There Dar! ous than I thought.” e T and eauslly spaced, and two |Paigu—and a very fair uccount i, be peal gy maple arrowwood, , oot G0, EERD S d sth. were no raw edges. here they were,” says I, “twosing Fou Ought 15 tell him what an old | younger trecs which ar ' } wrote that the Confederates did | Which had leaves of crimsor: dwarf|, experimenting for &om © he weesh to et feex| She had oma of these big, full S cosy s a pair of co-cds, and U dumbell he is,” suys Ines. S ent Loming wail th echew. UG attack on them, but|SUPAc 'blood ‘Ted, Foung ‘sessafrim shark sk & leather for bog!- o, “Laisser a moi, I taii|blooming faces—ihe open morning king as pleased us though be tat this Etage, Ines,” saya 1 “le | oy e e dn o LToft toward the upper. Po.omac. | ETec, Ted and vellow. sour gum that| ;54 choes, and "contend that i© pouff! It is done.” glory kind. Duplicate chins, yes. being - tickled with . foather. { might not believe it. They seldom do, | ponc aid. the Rarbler Having driven Pope s crimson &nd scarlet, and L1 ey superior - Ehtye g ‘his sudden ambition of | Massage and bandages can't do every- | Honest, it was a knockout.” {you know. No, this ls u case which;oPOR Bt tac A ol o back to protection of the pesh : athers that are now ¢ S aske, “when he's been | thing. But the youngest point about | But Inez listens solemn and serio | s for fnesse—smooth stuff, and 1;°anl at the roacsfe Lod | Washington, the army of ion_and dark purple. | $8INEUS TRAL ar so long o go around;Ner were her eyes Il bet she had | What does she want, that widow don't know whether I can pull it or|Ag%y e L6 ding northward for the 58T moldng Rambler shatts of § Tot MURINE | curnishes a vers s o “the Hube half ot g |Dbeen told they were pansy eves thou- | woman?" demands Tnez at last. not. 1 must think it over. L€ the gravec—saven or e ey i the Antie. | oidenrod looked gray and weeds, |, LS JEVEEON ST IIEE § T S i sands of times, and they were still| “Eh says I “Why, what every! Not that T strained my futellect, but | 04 sunietaiid macked st the liead shaign wus beginning. Con-; Uit the purple aster, the aster with|, “repovea t Shers somnin rugs her slim shoulders. |DEENt and dew’.” in short, ehe'w one | widow wants—a male man, any malebefore Ledtime ['d planned out this din &ud foct e tenEh pieces ot contey, his story of the second Buil L veilow disks, was| 0 SomOVeS A% in the EIUBINS (01 iy cays She Seharote; | of the doll-baby type who just won't | man. dangling around.” ' Wo would have Unele Nelg |Tock. It inay be thal eonventional “Wnd of cours: lnclud- SEh and gav. Climbing out of the | jore” Sturgeons furnisn tough i ub!" says Inez. “What if they and Bro'her Henry in for ] i hantiliy. September | yeley of Difcult and pushing on for | that is used to i | the be { In our awn_ cou !try, tiie people i i { sPgus and gloves from the sxin of 1 cod, and tne same tuing is done this day in & number of places in Lu rope from the skin of different fishcr | “Eelskin is used for bookbind {and braiding into whins | The gaifish, which is found alons lour coasts in great numbers, has !Ekin that can be polished until it ro- { scmbies ivory. It is employed in inak- ling plcture frames and jewel cascs | Certain Indian tribes found the s of this fish so tough that they mad. it into a sort of armor. A breast plat made of it wopld, it is said, turn s | knife or a spear. “Doughboy.” HE reason and origin of the nic ! name “doughboy” as applied infantry soldiers in the Americ Army bafle lexicograghers and mnl ting for machinery. Ve said, the lacing outwe { i diers. Col. James A. Moss, a militar author famous for Lis writings « the customs and courtesies t icervice, once undertook to explat the reason for calling foot troon *“doughbo: Col. Moss writes. ‘Doughb “The following versions are given of the derivation of the e pression ‘doughboy’ as meaning in | Tantrymas': In olden times when infa ured to clea the { trimmings with pipe elay, if caught the rain the whiting wouid run, form ling a kind of dough; hence the sobi tq . ‘doughboy.’ cond. The tramp of infantry men marching in the mud sounds if their shoes were being worked and pressed in ‘dough.’ Third. From ‘sdobe’ (mud), con- tracted ‘dobie’; the idea being fi- antrymen are the soldiers who have to march in the mud; hence the ex- pressions used in the early sixtic and seventies in referring to fantrymen as ‘dobie crushers, ‘dobi. makers’ and ‘mud crushers.’ “Fourth. Howcver some infaftry- men think they are called ‘dougl boys' because they are alw ‘kneeded’ (needed), while other time infantrymen think they are called because they are the ‘fiow (flour) of the Army. “Probably loyal infantrymen thini this for tie same reason that good artillerymen say they are called ‘wagon soldiers' because they are Ll ones who ‘always deliver the goods.” About the Thimble. T appears that it is to the year 165! that one must date the modern thimble. It was then that the gold- smith Nicholas Benschoten of Amster- dam sent one as a birthday gift to a lady with the dedication: “To Myfrou van Renselear, this little object whic! I have invented and executed as protective covering for her industr ous fingers’ Tre inventiog proved such a success that all who saw it tried (o obtain similar ones, and the goldsmith enough to do to supply them. An En; lishman named John Lotting took one specimen home with him and copied -it by the thousands. At first thimbles were rather oostl and only well-to-do people could ford them, but afterward, when made of lead and other common metals by machinery they became cheap. Their use was a great relief to all who had much sewing to do, and blessings were invoked on the inventor. | The Dutck finger-hat (finger hood) {became in England the “thumb-be)i” ifrom its bell-like shape. It was org- inally worn on the thumb to parry the thrust of the needls, poirting through the material and not, a8 &t present, to impel it. All over the world the thimble Is a symbol of industry. Faskions in thim- bles are very luxurious in the east. ‘Wealthy Chinese ladies have thimbles carved out of mother of pearl and sometimes the top Is a single preciou: stone. Thimbles with an agate onyx mounted in gold are often see: as well as thimbles incrusted wiii rubies. The Queen of Sium poesese.s a thimble in the form of a lotus bud. with her name cxquisitely worked in tiay dlumonds round the margiz. 1