Evening Star Newspaper, June 2, 1929, Page 109

man’s limited one bad fashioned it. The de- sign—a replica of the original ceiling in the palace of Pope Julius of the sixteenth century— is a green lattice of climbing roses, through which bright-hued birds wing their way. The artist-painter from Rome was on a scaffold put- ting finishing touches to his four-month work on the ceiling as we passed through, but he came down from his perch long enough to tell me that the design was that of the famous Zuccori brothers, Upstairs one could get lost in the successivn of corridors and suites. We visited Harold Lloyd's dressing room, also paneled in oak, with steam room and bath in black and white tiling and with innumerable built-in wardrobes, closets and cedar-lined shelves. From the adjoining bedroom, paneled in white and giving upon a sunny sleeping porch, we went on into Mrs. Lloyd’s boudoir. This is also in French panel- ing of white, with low marble mantel and an alcove mirrored from floor to ceiling. “Here's one place I'll be afraid to look in often,” she laughed. Little Gloria's nursery suite, with sleeping porch, came next. The main requirement when the house was built was that the baby’s sleep- ing quarters would not only adjoin her parents’, but be so located as to insure perfect quiet. So Gloria looks out on peaceful hills instead of tennis courts and swimming pool. No matter how many grown-up parties there are going on in front of the house, she will not be disturbed. The walls of the nursery alone will keep Gloria entertained. In pastel shades, they are painted in nursery rhymes—Jack and Jill coming up the hill, the Old Woman in a Shoe, the Blind Mice, Three Bears, the Gnomes and the Queen of the Fairies. On Gloria’s bathroom wall in the tiling is a little girl in blue picking daisies. WEIGHING machine is built in, and down the hall is a perfectly equipped kitchen where Nana, Gloria’s nurse, may prepare a special meal for her young charge without descending to the culinary regions below. Outdoors is a special playground for this lucky little girl. In bringing into realization his dream of a home estate Harold Lloyd first developed a little estate for Gloria’s own— a little fairyland of an English village, which he had the architects construct before the big mansion on the hill was begun. “Come into my garden and play”’ is inscribed on the tiny wrought-iron gate which opens on the 50-100-foot plot of ground containing a four-room miniature Old English house, fur- nished and equipped with running water and electricity; an Old English stable for her pony and cart, with water trough and pump; a wish- ing well, where Gloria can get water for her tiny garden, and a playground with a slide, acrobatic devices, a swing and a sand pile be- mneath a tree. Two of her father’s pedigreed Great Danes, Zampa and Prince, Gloria's constant playmates, share this little wonderland with her and guard against harm one of America's wealthiest chil- dren. Lloyd has 80 aristociatic dogs, many of them blue ribbon winners, in his kennels at THE SUNDAY STAR, WASHINGTON, D. C, JUNE 2 1020-PART % Little Gloria Lloyd in the dooricay of her especially constructed miniature old English house. Westwood. This number will be reduced to 20 of the bluest blood and transferred to the kennels on his new estate. ' There will be no stables on the place except for a few mountain burros he will keep to con- vey guests over the estate. They will be needed, for it takes a day and a stout heart to hike over those 16 acres of rolling hills and pastures. I never have seen such penoramic views as the hilltops command, nor glimpsed such entranc- ing vistas as on the Lloyd estate. You scarcely T hrills on Mystery Ship Continued jrom Page Fourieen. prisoners’ guarters to get on speaking terms with the girls, AT 7 p.m. when the work was finished, we sent 30 of our crew to man the ship and then, letting go, drifted in her neighborhood all night. At 6 o'clock next morning all hands were up and work was begun. Once more we brought the Guadeloupe on our port, taking on fresh water, provisions, articles of clothing, tobacco, cigareties, beer and meat. ‘The unloading of the Guadeloupe’s cargo proceeded rapidly. At 5 in the afternoon the ship was empty, whereupon we let go, while our temporary crew made everything ready for the sinking. The seacocks of this ship were enormous—the largest we had opened thus far. At 6:20 the work of opening them was finished and the last man over the vessel's sides. The Guadeloupe now surprised us by the rapidity with which she went down. By 7:20 she was half submerged, when an unusually violent explosion occurred in her hold, the debris flying high into the air. Then the ship, enveloped in dense clouds of steam, settled from sight in a boiling sea. Thus the richest, as well as the most beautiful, of all the Kron- prinz Wilhelm’s prizes went (o the bottom. THINGS were not going well aboard our ship. To sum up the situation, our supply. of fresh water was critically low, our bunkers almost empty, our propeller shaft well was leak- ing worse than before, and 30 of our men were helpless with the beriberi. March 28 was Palm Sunday—a holiday for all men. The ship proceeded in its northerly course, bent, as I now learned, on meeting the German steamer Macedonia, which had left Las Palmas with a cargo of coal and pro- visions and which we had been directed by wireless to expect a little north of the Equator. Our orders, as now revealed to us, were to coal from the Macedonia and then proceed by way of Norway to some German port. At 6:30 pm. the lookout suddenly “Smoke on the bow!” Shading my eyes with my hand, I strained them toward the horizon. The great molten face of the sun had sunk one-half below the sea, so that its massive upper arch of gold covered a great stretch of horizon. There, out- lined against the golden surface of the sun, stood many masts and funnels like thin black prison bars jutting up from the horizon. The uniooked-for happened. Some British cruisers had captured the Macedonia and all were now lying there in the west against the face of the sun. In a few moments Comdr. Thierfelder was on cried: the bridge. Taking in the situation at a glance, he commanded, “Full speed astern!” and our vessel slowed down, stopped, and began to back to the east, keeping her prow pointed directly toward the sun. The Kronprinz Wilhelm continued to travel backward at top speed for 20 miles. Had we turned about, the British would easily have recognized us. Darkness now came to our saving, but the allied warships had been so near many thought their last hour had come. ON Saturday evening, the 10th of April, 1915, the Kronprinz Wilhelm had approached to within 60 miles of the Virginia Capes. The night was fairly dark, propitious to our slipping in. Before sundown Comdr. Thierfelder had called & council of the officers and announced that during the early hours of the night he would make the attempt to dash in. “There are six cruisers outside the Capes,” he said, “but, with the help of God, we will get through. Our ship shot along at a rate that made her tremble like a locomotive. Suddenly, while we were still some 3 miles from the neutral zone, the starboard lights of a cruiser. twinkled di- rectly ahead. Comdr. Thierfelder at once swung thie helm slightly to port. . v “Hardly had he done so, however, when a second light, the red port lights of another cruiser, became visible only & mile to the south of the first. Comdr. Thierfelder readjusted the helm, this time to starboard, then passed the word along to stand at the guns. Two enemy warships were thus ahead of us, one to the starboard, the other to port, only a mile apart, and between these two ships the Kronprinz Wilhelm must make her dash. The minutes sped. Already we were between the hostile cruisers and dashing down upon the neutral line. A few moments more and, whis- tling through the night, we shot past the neutral limit into the safe waters of the United Sates. (Copyright, 1929.) Counsel. BY NORA B. CUNNINGH AM. Words can never mend Difference; Silence has sincerer Eloquence. When the cord of love breaks, Worn through, Piecing it with kindness Won't do. finish feasting the eye upon one beauty spot before another unfolds. Even the blue-tiled swimming pool takes on rare loveliness, set as it is in a veritable valley of gardens. You catch a glimpse of it from the courtyard as it shimmers in the sunshine 50 feet below. The pool is bordered by a flagstone walk, with tender green Italian grass growing through the chinks. On one side is an arched pergola or rose arbor; on the other a bathing pavilion, glassed in, with a tited galery fur- nished in stunning reed—hooded sun chairs and couches cushioned in blue and rose flowered chintz, glass-topped tea and coffee tables, deep divans and chairs upholstered in waterproof, unglazed chintz in solid colors of orange, elec- tric blue, rose and green. Inside, a yoom big encugh to dance in and a huge open fireplace, . Equipment for providing refreshment. Back of the swimming pool streich the gare dens and the greenhouses. The majority of the latter are not glassed in, but are lathed in green strips. Looking in on the deseate green of pottcd plants, with the sun filtering through the grecn laths, you see a picture! Every flower that grows, {rom orchids to hardy, old-fashioned blooms, may be found in the gardens, requiring the attention of five gardeners. Mrs. Harold Lloyd will be able, if she chooses, to send froms her hothouses to her friends as lavish boxes of flowers as the President’s wife distributes iy Washington. But flowers are not confined to gardens. Theg grow in hedges all over the estate, climb downl hillsides and form masses of color in beds undex trees. There isn't a bald spot on the place. Even the rocky sides of hills, descended via rustic paths to the gelf course below, are covm ered with flowering vines, with ferns and ivy. Down from 100 feet rushes a waterfall ovesf moss-covered rocks into the stream that mew anders all through the lower part of the estate and cuts the golf course in half. It's a streamy wide. enough for three canoes to go abreast— canoes painted blue and red and green with “Mildred,” “Gloria” and ‘“Harold” on their bows. On the morning of my survey they were tied at a rough wooden landing near a curved stcne bridge. In the middle of the golf course, as soft as & velvet carpet, a stone mill browsss by the stream. And further up is Lloyds rustic bare becue pavilion, with such picturesque touches as strings of red peppers, ears of corn and gourds hung against the stone walls Chairs, tables and benches are of unfinished wood iny Spanish design. There is a big stone grill, elece trically equipped, where turkeys and hog dogs§ have been roasted for the participants in seve eral golf tournaments held on the Lloyd linkg Walter Hagen won the last tournament here. | - Every hazard of the nine-hole course is % water hazard. All along the stream long bame boo poles with fishnets attached are available for fishing out the balis, i If guests tire of golf, there is a base ball diamond on the estate, where Lloyd practiced handball. There is even a miniature deserty with every sort of palm and cactus that grows, In the center of this desert is a wire house for, love birds and doves—the first love birds I evey saw. There are stone bird houses, with tiny e, T 300" Setkve S o S S e it must be there! kit Nothing—absolutely nothing—that's good fog body or soul seems to be missing. i “Seems like a dream,” I said, rubbing my eyes, “that one human being could own so much beauty.” Just then Mrs. Lloyd came down the hill and said good-by. “I'm latd now,” she called out. “It's the cook’s day efy and I've got to getr lunch.” Born a Ranger” Continued from Page Four. ogy, biology and other natural history features encountered along the way, and also conduct the museéum service. ‘The prosaic but important work of preparing estimates of needed funds and keeping accu- rale cost records of all funds expended falls to the lot of the supervisory and clerical forces. And the responsibility for all this and a hun- dred and one other detalls falls upon the su- perintendent in each park, and through upon Director Albright and his Washington office personnel. Fortunately Mr. Albright, al- ways an outstandingly hard worker himself, by his example inspires others to give the best that is in them. The work done by its own personnel shows only a part of the accomplishments of the National Park Service, Through securing eo- operation from other Government bureaus, it obtains the best technical and scientific advice and assistance available in solving many of its problems. In all its major road-building opera- tions, for example, it utilizes the engineering forces of the Bureau of Public Roads. In epi- demics of disease among the wild animal herds, it calls upon the Bureau of Animal Industry § and the Bureau of Biological Survey, and in the | case of insect infestations in park forests, it secks the assistance of the Bureaus of Ento- mology and Plant Industry. Exceedingly im- portant is the co-operation of the Public Health Service in matters of sanitation. Then there is the problem of supplying ac- commodations for visitors. The service fur- nishes highways and well equipped automobile camp grounds, but that is as far as it can go in this line. All other accommodations are furnished by public utility operators who carry on their hotel, lodge, transportation and other public service work with private funds under franchise or permit from the Department of the Interior. S At present, the private investments in tour- ist accommodations within the national parks reach the considerable total of 25 to 30 millions of dollars, with new investments being made annually. The service rendered by the various public utility operators is regulated by the Government and their rates are prescribed. Special field auditors of the National Park Service devote their time to studying the finan- cial matlers of the operators in order to give the Government a sound basis in determining rates that shall be fair to the public and at the same time give the investors an adequate re- turn upon their capital. ’ ONE of the interesting problems now before the National Park Service is the handling of traffic, and of visitors generally, in Yosemite Valley, in the park of that mame. Last year over 460,000 people visited Yosemite National Park, the majority of them congregating in the Valley. This has brought about conditions simfe lar to those prevailing in a small sized city,. something new in national park administraiom, In order to arrive at the best possible solution of the situation, the service recommended to the department and Congress the appointment of a committee of special advisers to study conditions on the ground and recommend the best procedure to be followed. This committeg was appointed and the survey is now in proge' ress. ~ Mr. Albright recently spent several months in the valley, so that he might personally gais first-hand information on the subject. 3 "That is typical of the new director. He perw sonally studies every large problem coming bew fore the service, and keeps in touch with ali its ramifications. e 4 Artesian Wells. ONE of the most productive water-bearimg - formations of the Northern interior of the United States is what is known as the Dakote& standstone, which crops out about the fianks. of the Black Hills in Southwestern South Dae’ kota. The formation extends eastward and northeastward to the borders of Jowa and Mine nesota. As the sandston slops away from th Black Hills, the water percolates northeastward and eastward through the porous rock and undere neath a dense covering of thick clay shale. Beneath the James River Valley it is undem considerable pressure, and where the surfacé altitude is not too great, strong artesian flows. have been obtained. In fact, the artesian wellg are among the greatest natural resources of that area. . However, so many wells have been diiven, the” supply shows signs of having been taxed abou to the limit, and the force of many of wells has fallen considerably below the original T . H pressure. & £ Cupid’s Record. POOR. old Dan Cupid has made some progress in the State of Connecticut, at least, and while he failed to lead quite so many to the altar during 1928 as in 1927, he managed to score a lot beiter in the divorce statistics, There were 11,650 marriages in 1928, as com= pared with 12,063 in 1927, but there were 149 fewer divorces and 5 fewer annulments than in 1927. Two counties, Litchfield and Tolland, were the only ones in which Cupid lost both ways, the marriages in the former falling off 66 and the divorces increasing by 3, and in the latter marriages dropped 20 and divorces' jumped 5, from 9 to 14, L8