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8 THE SUNDAY OREGOXIATf, PORTLAND, MAT 21, 1923 MARGOT ASQUITH SCORES PERSONAL TRIUMPH IN CANADA AND FINDS PREMIER KING TO BE STRAIGHT AND MODEST Leaders of Opposing Political Parties Meet Each Other at Luncheon in Honor of Visiting Englishwoman, Who Finds "Apathy and Breeding" " Distinguishing Features of Dominion Lectures, Though Ovation at Toronto Nearly Ends in Riot. . . ' - '" ' " ' - JS&SF 1ndernroid & agOTWMwwijwK p yvi ft.. 1" 5 t?iW f- , 4 tiffin - v itcV lulled to sleep by the old love songs you used to sins. I have tried faithfully to reconcile myself to your roving:; tried to be happy tn dreaming- of your return but always comes that doleful whisper in my ear: "Maybe he won't come back." And it seems as though "the whole 'wide world is painted gray on gray, and wonderland forever is gone past." Now the sadows have faJlen and the moon is coming up behind the trees. I shall go wearily back down through the shadows and the moon light to the old home and there, un til life s sorrows are ended, I will wait for you. Yours of the old days always and always, JOAN. I I MET Arthur Meighen, ex-prime minister of Canada, and the pres ent premier, MacKenzie King, at the same lunch in Ottawa, where I Was entertained by Sir George and lady Perley. In inviting the defeat ed minister and Mr. King, my host ess reminded me of the early days When, in my father's house, Mr. Glad stone, Randolph Churchill and other cabinet ministers of rival parties met and conversed together. ; I was grateful to Mr. Meighen for the cordiality with which he greeted me, as the thoughtful Canadian press had added impromptu reflections of their own to what I had said of him. I sat next to Mr. Kine, but as we had no opportunity of private con versation, he invited me to go to his home for supper that night after my lecture. It does not take a long sojourn in Canada to see that Prime Minister King will need all his courage and Independence to stand up to the hos tility of his conservative opponents. But if he is able to make himself known to thinking men his admin-' istration ought to be successful. The Canadian premier is a man after my own heart shrewd, straight, modest and cultured. I was surprised to find how niuch he knew, not only of the political situation in England, but of the chief characters concerned in it After discussing Mr. Lloyd George, Mr. Churchill, Lord Birkenhead and Mr. Bonar Law's Canadian friend, Lord Beaverbrook, we talked of Sir IWIlfred Laurier, President Harding and Mr. Hughes. Mr. King spoke with genuine ad miration of the Washington confer ence and agreed with me in con demnation of the many foolish and futile confabulations that had pre ceded it. He asked me about labor conditions in England and the Irish free state. As he had settled many Canadian strikes he was interested in unem ployment. I said "the land fit for iheroeB to live in" was a less fashion able resort than was generally sup posed, and that thanks to the policy of "official reprisals" the ground had not been prepared in a manner to en courage either Craig or Collins to place implicit confidence in the coali tion. He told me that reprisals had come as a great shock to all thoughtful people and, pointing to a fine Italian picture of Our Lord hanging on the wall, asked me if his life had capti vated me as much as it had him. I said that following it appeared to me the only chance we could ever have of acquiring that purity of heart which would enable us to see God; and walked up to examine the picture. The next day I lunched with the premier and met one of the two sit ting members for Ottawa, Hal Mc Giverin, and the Hon. Dr. Henri Be land (minister of soldiers' civil re- establishment), who was a distin- I fruished physician in Belgium when the war broke out and was taken prisoner by the Germans and con fined for more than three years. During Dr. Beland's incarceration ihis wife died in Belgium and he was not permitted to attend her death bed or her funeral. He wrote "A Thousand and One Days in Prison in Berlin." I also met the Hon. George Gra ham, minister of militia, whose only eon was killed in the war; the Hon. Sir Lomer Gouin, minister of jus tice, and the only other lady, Mrs. G. B. Kennedy, who made up the party. We had general conversation, which my stepson Raymond once de scribed as a series of "ugly ruses and awkward pauses," but on this occasion most successful, as we dis cussed politics and books. ! I asked my neighbor what the sta tue was which commanded such a wonderful view near the houses of parliament. He told me it was "Sir Galahad," and had been erected in memory of a deed of heroism and ihad no other inscription upon it. A young man called Henry Albert Harper was skating with a friend when he observed a couple in front of him d'sappear into the river at a sttdden break in the ice. He sent his companion to shone for help and ly ing down, stretched out his walking Ktick to see if the girl in the water or her friends could catch hold of lit. Seeing that this was impossible, as they could not reach him, he rose to his feet and took off his coat. The ther skaters implored him not to attempt their rescue as it apparently meant certain death for him aa well. What lse-aa I do 7" said, young Harper and plunged into the icy cur rent. The three dead bodies were recovered the next morning. Hearing that Mr. King had writ ten a memoir of voung Harper, who had been his greatest friend, I begged him to give me a-copy of it. He sent it to me with his autograph in it and asked me to sign his volume of my own autobiography, which he ad mired. I was sorry to say goodbye to the Canadian premier. The capital of the dominion is a beautiful town, wonderfully situated and in spite of being covered with snow was dancing and radiant with spangles and sunshine. A greater contrast to the audiences of New York. Boston, Chicago, Ro chester and Toronto than the one I addressed in Ottawa could hardly be lmagined, and I recognized some of the apathy and "breeding." which had characterized my listeners in Mon treal. I was introduced to several select and fashionable people and one gen eration gave me an inventory of our British aristocracy, most of whom he had known and stayed with. I felt like putting my arm on his shoulder and saying with sympathy, ".Never mind," but refrained. In Montreal I was introduced at his majesty's theater by Mrs. Huntley Drummond, a very delightful woman, a relative of the well-known Lady Drummond, and spoke to a lady-like assemblage in a blizzard of draughts. I was relieved a feeling which I thought the audience shared when the lecture was over, and whether from the fatigue of a night journey, or the refinement of my female lis teners, I formed an unfavorable im pression of the intellectual manners and vitality of Montreal. Oswald Balfour, military secretary to the governor-general, an old man with a huge bag of golf clubs, and several other friendly people, visited me in the green room later. The oM man showed me a photo graph of my father, given to him on the links at Carnoustie, which touched me deeply. When Lady Drummond said that I had a beautiful smile and the papers said I had a golden voice, I felt less exbausted as I resumed my journey No one who has not been en tour in America can imagine the fatigue of crowaea eievators, shaky trains and perpetual traveling. At Toroto I limited my address to an hour and 15 minutes, longer than wnich no one can. be expected to en dure.'and as we still had time before catching a midnight ' train, I invited my enthusiastic audience onto the stage. At this the platform was stormed and I was seized by hands and arms, showered with compliments and, never at any time a robust figure, so crowd ed and crushed that I felt suffocated. My chairman did his best, but it was not until my secretary, in a voice of thunder, begged them not to mob me, as I had to catch a train, that I was allowed to move., They all rushed to the stage door shouting: "We think you are wonderful!" "Why can't you Btay with us?" "You must come back!" "You're perfectly lovely!" We had to lock one of the doors of the green room, but while I was given brandy and congratulated by my chairman and his family, a very old charwoman peeped in at another door, saying with emotional timidity: Excuse me, but though I am only a poor old woman who sweeps the stage. I would like to shake hands with you. The last famous person that I spoke to was Mme. Calve, over whom we were all crazy; I may say she let me kiss her hand. I turned and kissed the old lady on both her wrinkled cheeks, at which she blessed me and burst into tears. I felt like doing the same, but was steadied by the presence of my jolly chairman and his relations. It was with a feeling of tense gratitude that I heard our motor announced. Clinging to the arm of my secretary, I swayed through an enthusiastic crowd gathered on the pavement. They were cheering, waving handker chiefs and throwing up their hats. Half of the audience appeared to have collected round our motor and we had the greatest difficulty in reaching it. Knowing that this sort of thing probably never will happen 1 to me again, and with a touch of vanity that I seldom feel, I wished my husband had been there to witness my unex pected triumph! Lying awake that night, I won dered what I would have felt had I married a man who had consented to be either governor-general of Canada or viceroy of India. I can imagine no career, excepting perhaps that of a minor royalty, that I would have minded as much. Noi all tho great functions, per sonal prestige, wonderful scenery, i ig- sticking in the east or skating in the dominion, would make up to me for the friendships without intimacy and grandeur without gaiety. . I came to the conclusion that only men of a certain kind of vanity or animated by the highest sense of pub- in The Oregonian. lie duty could ever be found to fill these honorable positions. (Copyright, 1922, by the Bell Syndicate, Inc. Copyright in Great Britain by Thorn ton Butterworth, Ltd.) American men and women from the per sonal side are discussed in Mrs. Asquith's next article, wnicn appears next Sunday Real Love Stories M T DEAREST: This evening: I have come away from cares of the world to our old lookout. I want to watch the sun go to rest behind the purple hills and I am re membering the last time we watched the sunset you and I. - With the poignant, bittersweet pain of that memory comes a sadness and a long ing for you that will no longer be denied. Perhaps you will never see this letter; perhap when you have returned from your wanderings for me I will have gone on my last, long journey, but 1 will know, dear one, when you come, and I shall wait for you on the further shore. Now the sun is alomst gone and the world seems quietly and beauti fully at peace, but my dear! my dear the dull throbbing, aching sadness of the twilight brings me no peace. shall ; know peace once more only when I can feel your arms about me and your, kisses on my lips; when can rest my weary head on the dear roughness of your snoulder and be T was early in May of our last year at boarding school, and we were all excited about the annual masque carnival. My chum and I had rented costumes; she was to be Marie An tainette, while I was Mary Queen of Scots. We looked regal when we dressed that evening, with our crowns and sweeping trains, so we obtained per mission to slip over to the hotel lo cated at the end of our grounds to show ourselves to my mother, who had come tor the festivities. This hotel, a rendezvous for huntera and sports men in season, Was rather deserted now. It was just dusk when we stepped in the side door, and we noticed two young men sitting In the lobby with their backs to us. We stopped to take a second look and heard 4ne exclaim: "Thi3 is the most deserted place in America we 11 get oit of here in the morning." I had a nappy thought, and, taking tho housekeeper into confidence, told her we would try to give them some excitement. A few minutes later the young men. speechless with surprise, saw two queens descending the stairs talking arnestly in French. I might add that our fluent French consisted of about five phrases, so if the boys had any knowleage of it our plans would nave fallen through. We approached them. curtsied deeply, and both started to talk at the same time. They explained by gesture that they didn't under stand, so we walked slowly away. As we neared a door at the end of tho coirldor the housekeeper, by ar rangement, came out and passed us without a look. We only waited to hear the boys ask her who the two queens she passed in the hall were. She told them they were seeing things, as no one had passed her. They must hav 3 concluded the place was haunted. foj they left that night A year later one of the class had a house party to which my chum and I were invited. On the second night we were all sitting around the fire telling funny stories. We told ours and every one had a good laugh. From that time on one of the men became quite attentive to my chum, and after The house party broke up a liveiy correspondence was kept up. He seemed to have business which took him to her city frequently, and finally their engagement was an nounccd. Not until after they were marriel did he tell hei that he was one of the boys at the hotel, and though her face was familiar, he nadn't. recognized her without the crown. He said they never mentioned the. incident to any one and it had always mystified them. Now she is an uncrowned queen with several loyal little subjects. J. C. M. BIG GROWTH PREDICTED Speaker Says Portland Will Have 500,000 People in 1937. A population of half a million in 1937 was predicted for Portland by H. M. Burston of the Pacific Tele phone & Telegraph company in an address at the luncheon of the Port land Realty club at the Multnomah hotel yesterday noon. Mr. Burston based his prediction on the city's development in the past and pointed out predictions made in a survey of the city by the telephone company in 1916, which have been wholly or partially fulfilled. He said that among the tninga foreseen in this survey was that the city would reach the half million mark in 20 years' time. Music was furnished by the tele phone male quartet, a mixed quartet and a eextet. W. B. Shively spoke on a phase of the mechanics' lien law. BLUE SKY J-AW OPPOSED Mining Men and Brokers Behind Fight Against Legislation. SPOKANE, Wash., May 20. The Northwest Mining association, com posed principally of mining men and brokers of this vicinity, has taken steps for the collection of a fund of 11000 to fight so-called "blue sky legislation. One of the first moves to be made in the campaign will be to send a delegate to the conference to be held at Denver, June 20 and 21, to discuss means of combating such legislation. Sidney Norman has been selected to represent the northwest association at the Denver meeting. Other activities will include circu lation of some 10,000 pamphlets con taining correspondence between Mr, Norman, who is editor of a mining journal published here, and Repre sentative Denison, author of a bill in congress to regulate issuance of se curities. BEAVER TRAPPED TO PROTECT RANCHERS IN KITTITAS COUNTY, WASHINGTON. COUNTT GAME WARDEN WIISON, ONE OF HIS DEPUTIES AND MR, BUZZELL, A TRAPPER 60 YEARS OLD, v 1 1 ii jioke THAU 75 rifiirs umui o shifmcht. ELLENSBURG, Wash., May 20. (Special.) Kittitas county, Washington, is one of the few places in the north' west still having too many beaver. The little animals, once so numerous that practically every stream in the west bore mute evidence of their presence, are now nearly extinct and are protected very stringently by game laws in every etate and county. In Kittitas county they have multiplied under protection to an extent that makes them a nuisance to irrigationists, their industry in building dams being a menace to the ditches. During the last winter steps have been taken to protect the ranchers who have been the heaviest losers, and the county game commission authorized the game wardens to trap them. The pelts bring from $20 to 1 40 in the fur markets, , MRS. COOLIDGE "PLAYS GAME"; MISSES NEW ENGLAND HOME Wife of Vice-President, Surrounded by Wealth and Fashion of Wash ington and Brilliantly Entertained, Yet Somewhat Lonely. fee ' 4;AimfJ 1, , i "U Ifrs. Calvin Coolidge is lonely. Wife of the vice-president, officially des ignated the Second Lady of the Land, sur rounded by the wealth and fashion of Washington, sought after and brilliantly entertained, yet she missea New England. At times, Mrs. coolldge says, she would ike to be back again in the home at Northampton. If you do not believe that "Judy O'Grady and the colonel's lady are sisters, etc.," read this very intimate pen picture of the difficult life that besets one of the high est placed women on earth. The wife of the vice-president or the United States has her own little house hold cares and when she does not have them she worries over their absence just as her sisters do. Mrs. Coolidge tells readers of this paper exactly how she spends her busy hours and why she is lonely. BY VTLLA POE. ' WASri-LisijiuiN, v. u.. May zu. Put joy and interest into daily tasks aa the kflvnote of the psychology of living, is the recipe, given by Mrs. Calvin Coolidge, wife of the vice-president of the United States. I As the wife of the second officer of the land, Mrs. Coolidge is caught in the vortex of engagements, social and official, which leave her but a few hours in which to do as she may please. I sat with Mrs. Coolidge for several hours the other day in the tastefully appointed drawing room of the vice presidential suite of the New Willard hotel and watched her cheerfully per form the multitude of routine mat ters, one of the consequences of her high position in Washington life. I marveled to see her untiring energy and the interest she gave to each new demand, regarding wnat others would consider humdrum and tiresome du ties as privileges and opportunities to serve others. Programme Exacting One. There I learned her splendid secret of living in the fierce light that rests upon officialdom, and under wnose glare so many women similarly situ ated have relapses into nervous breakdowns or suffered otherwise from the severe strain. And, in passing, It should be men tioned that the wife of the vice-pres ident is not exempt from embassy dinners and other official functions, as is the wife of the president. Mrs. Coolidge came to Washington prepared to "play the game" and de termined to really fill the exacting role assigned to her in the scheme of national official life. This meant al most the complete sacrifice of "family life." but "duty" is a bright and shin- ins: word in the Coolldge lexicon. The carrying out oi mis programme means that there are very few days in which she can lunch alone or with members of her family, and a daily round of teas, meetings, dinners prac tically every night and an attendance on all manner of charity affairs Smile Is Infection. "It is just the same merry-go-round dav after day and ntgnt alter nignt, said Mrs. Coolidge with an infectious smile and sparkling eyes that made me know that in very truth she did reeard it as a "merry-go-round. "Bored? The vivacious little woman seemed surprised at my question "why, never! I enjoy it all. Every time I go out in Washington I meet interesting people and learn some thing new or am made happy by a story that has pleased me. "Perhaps," she acknowledged would be bored if I permitted myself to lose interest in people. But hu man beings have always been my fa vorite books. Certainly, as the wife of the vice-president, I am very for tunate in being able to meet practi cally every interesting person in America and those who come from overseas." "Do I like living In a hotel?" Mrs, Coolidee became srrave at this ques tion, and one could see memories of that happy home in Northampton in her eyes. "Well, said she finally, J love my home at Northampton de votedly, and it is hard to create a real home atmosphere In a hotel suite. I miss the opportunity of doing the things that are at one's hand in a house. But " this with a little wave of the hand about the comfortable apartment "I am persuaded that liv lng in a hotel is the solution of the living problem for us. "I want to play the game," she re Iterated, as if she did not dare let her thoughts dwell too much on the joys of that Northampton home, "and if I play it and do everything that is ex pected of me, there is no time for the discharge of domestic duties. In hotel I have service of every kind at hand, and never have to face the problems of catering. I can give tea or have a few friends for dinner or for luncheon simply by telling the hotel officials, and I need trouble no more. The hotels in Washington have learned the art of official entertain ing through long experience. ' 'Home like atmosphere and no trouble to the hostess' is their motto," she finished. with a laugh. "But," Mrs. Coolidge glanced out at the hurrying throngs just released from the daily grind of the govern mer.t clerk, "I would like to have : real home in Washington in the pret tiest part, but then we would have to have more servants and a house keeper, which would mean very large expenditures. The day with Mrs. Coolidge begins with breakfast with her husband usually in the public dining room of the hotel. After breakfast they re turn to their apartment to discuss any plans for the day. Before 9:30 the vice-president leaves for the cap ltol, then business hours begin for Mrs. Coolldge. Many Have "Axe to Grind." Callers on legitimate business and others with "axes to grind" who, try to see her, occupy the interim be tween 10:30 and luncheon, while con sultations with her secretary and the reading and answering of a huge mail take up any spare moments here and there. These letters come virtually by the hundreds, mostly from people with whom Mrs. Coolidge has no personal acquaintance. They are assorted in piles, appeals, inquiries, requests for interviews, personal correspondence, each has its separate pile. Mrs. Coolidge makes a valiant effort to read every piece of it. The bulk of the mail contains ap peals for aid In charitable endeavors and organization work, while re quests by the hundreds pile up for articles to be auctioned for this or that benefit. There are very few personal ap peals for money, although Mrs. Cool idge receives the usual collection o hand - made waists, handkerchiefs, fancy work of all descriptions show ered upon official women to be paid for at the senders prices. Chain Letter Ignored. No matter how willing the spirit may be, it is not possible for any one save a multi-millionaire to re spond to these appeals, so Mrs. Cool idge has had to make a rule return ing all such articles with a courteous note of regret to their owners. The expenditure of stamps for this pur pose is not small, for these amateur parcel post and mail-order merchants never seem to consider the possibility of their goods being returned and rarely include postage. Numberless chain letters also ap pear in the mail. To these she pays no attention, for to do so would take the entire time of a secretary, and the forwacding of them by Mrs. Cool idge would mean an indorsement of their aims which she frequently would not feel she could thus indorse. Mrs. Coolidge's New England effi- -ciency has stood her in good stead in answering her mail. She has com piled a series of letters couched in polite terms. These are used as forms for the various trpes of letters and result in having her correspondence answered in about one-third of the time it would otherwise occupy. The persistency of humanity, espe cially "one idea persons," is seen in the fact that return appeals to these polite regrets are very often received. The great invader of privacy, the telephone, rings at intervals during Mis. Coolidge's mornings. It is answered by a trim young person with fluffy, bobbed hair, who is part maid, assistant secretary and general factotum of the apartment. This important cog in Mrs. Coolidge's domestic wheel takes the caller's name. Sometimes she can take the message. At other times Mrs. Cool idge goes in person to the telephone to talk to a senator's wife or one of the local society editors, or social writers for out-of-town papers or special writers. Mrs. Coolidge has ndeared herself to the newspaper fraternity of the capital, for she is always most considerate and helpful. Eventually prominent visitors to Washington and those who come to further national movements or pri vate enterprises find their way to Mrs. Coolldge. Each applicant for an interview receives special attention, and those who have real business and just claims can ever gain her sympa thetic ear. Mrs. Coolidge is a college woman and shows the result of that training in her common sense view of matters and her ability to temper justice with mercy and saneness. She also has a keen sense of humor which is often a saving grace in her day. She avoids entering into controversial matters. Boys Get Their Letters, The busy morning is nearly ended and she has only had time to dictate a few personal messages and letters. But she has written her weekly let ters to her boys at Mercersburg academy, Pennsylvania, a pleasant duty she never permits anything to delay or to crowd to one side. On Tuesday Mrs. Coolidge meets with the wives of the senators at the Capitol for the regular weekly lunch eon of the ladies of the senate, of which she is president, an outgrowth of war activities. Mrs. Harding has frequently been a guest of honor, as have Mrs. Taft and other distin guished women. This organization of representative women is ready for service at any time. On other days Mrs. Coolidge is ant to be guest of honor at diplomatic, official and social luncheons here. It is an open secret that Mrs. Coolidge's presence always makes a "party go," she is always so radiant and smiling and amiable. The after noon projects are teas, although she is exempt from attendance, but often good naturedly honors her friends at these functions and other social en tertainments, including weddings. now the spring days are here. Mrs. Coolidge really loves to shake hands and so her day at home the first Wednesday of each month finds many repeaters in line. Even after she has greeted hundreds of persons Mrs. Coolidge looks fresh and is still smiling. She has been credited with a mem ory course, for pepole are often startled by the ease with which she can recall names and the place where they had previously met her. The vice-president and Mrs. Cool idge find one advantage in being the ranking guests at dinner parties save when the president and Mrs. Harding are there in that they can go home early. This is also true of all gatherings, for they seldom stay after 12 o'clock. Thus winds up their long day of strenuous and faithful service to others. (Copyright by the Twenty-First Century Prpps.) THOUSANDS HAVE And Call ' It Indigestion A Dangerous Disease Frequently Neglected How to Tell. Gas and a sour, burning stomach with coated tongue and bad breath are not 'cer tain symptoms of simple indigestion. In thousands of cases, where they frequently occur, the trouble really is duo to a chronic gastric catarrh of the stomach an exceedingly dangerous condition. The membrane lining of the stomach ia thickened and a coating of phlegm covers the surface so that the digestive fluids cannot mix with the food and digest them. Gastric ulcers are apt to form and fre quently an ulcer is the first sign of deadly cancer. To neglect such a condition or to treat it as Indigestion and dose the stomach with artificial digestents like pepsin pills is a serious mistake as many have learned to their sorrow. A simple and highly ef fective treatment is to get from any good drug store a few ounces of pure Bisurated Magnesia and take before meals a tea spoonful" or two tablets in a cup of water as hot as you can drink it. The hot water washes the mucus from the stomach walls and draws the blood to the stomach induc ing better circulation while the Bisurated Magnesia acts as a solvent on the mucus neutralizes any excess hydrochloric acid that may be present, cleans and sweetens the stomach and acts as a soothing, heal ing agent on the irritated stomach walls. Noticeable benefit is felt almost immedi ately, and continued use for a reasonable time should put the stomach in fine shape and permit normal painless digestion at all times. If your stomach bothers you be sure to make this test, using only the pure Bis urated Magnesia especially prepared for this purpose. Adv. ii l WATCH m BOILS . GIVE CALIFORNIA FIG SW Harmless Laxative to Clean Little Bowels and Sweeten Sour, Colic Stomach Babies Love It . Millions of mothers depend upon genuine California Fig Syr.up to clean and freshen baby's stomach and bowels. When the little one is constipated, has wind, colic, feverish breath, coat ed tongue, or diarrhoea, a half tea spoonful promptly moves the poison, gases, bile, souring food and waste right out. Never cramps or overact Contains no narcotics or soothing drugs. Babies love its delicious taste. Ask your druggist for genuine "California Fig Syrup," which has full directions for infants in arms and children of all ages plainly printed on bottle. Mother, you must say "California' or you may get an imitation fig syrup. Adv.
