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22 WILMETTE LIFE July 20, 1928 WILMETTE LIFE· 188UIID I'JUDAT o:r ··cu w··.: bT LLOYD BOLLI8T... UfC. 1111-lJSI Central A'Ye., Wilmette. Dl. Clalaqo otllce: I ~- lllchlp.D A'Ye. Tel. Stat. tall &;;ieae ......··..·.................. WliiiMie 4IM i'UiiC&IPTJOlf P&ICB .···.......... liM A D._ DUDe aDd a4drea of the writer. Artlclu for publication mut reach the editor by Wednuday noon to All communte&Uons mult be accompanied bT the luun appearanee ln current luue. Re.oluUons of eondolence, cards of thanb, obltuartu, noUeea of entertainments or other a.ftalrs where an admittance charge Is published, will be charged at regular aclvertlslng rates. If one wants to improve his writing of English, he should try to write poetry. We are not implying that what he writes will · be real poetry, but Try to Write merely here expressing our strong behef that Poetry the best way to learn to write effective prose is to try to write poetry. The diction of a good poem m·u st be very g-ood indeed. One word that does not exactly fit will spoil a stanza or a whole poem. And one word that does exactly fit will perhaps make a line that will never die. The habit .o f demanding of oneself the precise term is a habit that will pervade not only one's writing but also one's speaking. And there is nothing like the writing of poetry for forcing. one to say or write exactly what he means. You hear a sound. You want to tell others what the s.ound was. Like the lost chord the sound That you hear cannot be reproduced. There is probably some one word that if another person hears or sees may arouse in him almost the same experience that you had when you heard the .original sound. If you were to try to write a poem about this sound you would ·h ave to find the precisely right word. If you have not this high opinion of the. value of writing poetry, devote two s,olid hours to the studying and appreciating of one of the best English poems. Try to find substitutes for the words used in this poem. The following child's vacation creed is quoted from the Des Moines (Iowa) Tribune: · I am a small child. This is' my vacatio.n A Child's time for school 1s ' . Vacation Rights out. As an Amencan citizen I have these positi,ve and inalienthings which are my able rights. I have the right to a clean home. I have the right to three square (very square) meals each and every day at certain definite and special hours. I have the right to several hours of free and unhampered play with other of my fellow citizens each and every calendar day of the week. I have the right to spend certain portions of this play period on a supervised. J?layground where I may learn good..cttlzenship and how to treat my fellow cttt.zens. I have the right to spend the twilight hours of this playtime in my own dooryard playing ball with my dad .or hide and go s~k with my mother. When the shades of night really gather, I have the right to a "piece," bread 'n' butter 'n' sugar, if it is my preference. And then I have the right to go to a clean and comfortable bed, out of deference to which, as my mother directs, I will wash my feet. I have the right to a bedtime story, and evening prayer and a good night kiss. And I have a right to sheltered and peaceful dreams. S,HORE LINES There have beett uumy poems of romance k atid ~ove And of joys that arc born .fro'!1' ou: ma er a o·z.re Bttt I think the greatest .of aU tn th'ls u:rzrla T Is a poem of a· frimdslnp that never W' spos. Poems F. W. E. Now Mique's gone and done it! He has .turned the sacred Shore Lines over to the cub wtlth t~e inevitable results that it will be gosh-awdful ~ts week and next. '1\T e warn you not to rea un er this line unless the weather is too wart? to pl.ay golf and the mosquitoes are too bad to ptck datstes in the backyard. Vacation N otea Gee, that guy was a linker. Why, he s~d he caught a nine p_!)und brook trout when the btggest one I ever caught w.as ten pounds. . . . . . . . . and I threw my weight. to the other side of the car and kept it from gomg over the precipice. yes, 1 had six teeth out, for my .vacation. · It isn't . that I really needed them, but 1t waa lostng 10mething I had cherished from childhood. · Those mosquitoes were so big I had to tie myself in bed every night so they wouldn't carry me away. And the cattle began to stampede, but with my t~ulty horae I turned them away from the camp, and ~ept them from killing the whole outfit. Little Nell's Revenge The Cowboy spake a mighty oath That burned the prairie, grown with gran; He swore he'd capture for hia gal A prairie-dog with coat of c:lau. And so, this knight in hairy chaps Did wander o'er the plai~ so gray: His shirt was pink; sleeve-garters green; And in his mouth, .a wisp of bay. A-sitting by ita hole so round, He saw the sauy Animule: The question was: to catch him now, In manner debonair and cool. He set about to catch the coat His Little Nell bad raved aboutBut though our hero bounced and rode, The prairie-do.r would not wear out! At eve, he homeward slowly turned (The saddle left him mi.rhty sore); And Little Nell, because he failed To get her fur coat, swore and swore. She, from her bosom, pulled a knife And stabbed him dead-and oh, quite cold! Then snatched his chaps, and made the coat, Her dainty fi.rure to enfold! \ Vhat becomes of the things that have gone by, the bygones? \Nhat becomes of the clothes that h4ve gone out of style? What are the horses that so long served our profit and our Land of pleasure? 0 ld-f ashiooed furniture find a Bygones its way to the second-hand shop, or, if be fortunate, to the studio of the dealer in antiques. Out-ofdate clothing is shipped to the rural districts or to neighborhoods far from railroads, places Vv' e are sitting on top .of the world, as where bobbed hair and bobbed skirts are still least as near as we can get in this part of unladylike. But where do the horses go? Michigan. In this special case the top of Do they go to the land of lost articles, to the world is ten that land crowded alreadv with umbrellas, miles north of Trabooks, handkerchiefs, and ·ladies' gloves? As A Grand verse City on the far as we know that's where they go. Only Michigan . V iew well - tarred road a few years ago horses were in evidence everyleading to the pleaswhere. Now thev can be found only in the ant little to\Vn of Suttons Bay. Off to the stables of equestdans and on Mackinac Island. west shines a stretch of Lake Leelanau, The world does certainlv move. And it is "beautiful lake." Between us and that very well that it does. If it did not, life would lovely body of water extends a delightful grow stale and there would be no progress. · valley, perhaps vale would be a more fitting · Cardinal Newman sings regretfully, "Change term, for the hills limiting it on either side and decay in all around I see." We do not are little more than mounds. Beyond Lake believe that change and decay are to be reLeelanau rise in the background dim azure gretted. Both processes serve very ~seful purhighlands. poses. Change, especially, keeps people To the east a mile or so' lies Grand Trafrom falling asleep. verse Bay, blue as the bluest turquoise. However, we'd like some day to visit the Far, far to the east, we can just see the hills land of bygones. along the eastern boundary .of Little Traverse Bay. A moderate northwest breeze Our North Shore towns continue to grow is driving slowly before it across the light in population. The day is not far away blue sky flocks of fleecy clouds. The air is '(and in some cases is now here) when clear as crystal and pure as the purest boundary lines will disappear and even spring water. residents themselves will be unable to say just where Evanston begins and Wilmette Ravinia is surely a boon for children who stops. The same is now true of Kenilworth stay at home during the summer. When and Winnetka, and of Winnetka and Glencoe. we read of the entertainment given them This increase in number of pe,ople and conwe almost wish we were a North Shore sequent confusion of boundaries-just what child in the summer time. does it mean? Name Furnished on Request A certain north shore organization sends out an invitation to dinner with this note appended: "If you don't eat, you pay; if you eat, you don't pay." What th' heck? Don't push, boys, one at a tim~, please, line forms on the right. Every night the announcer says the same old thing, "Drop us a line and we'll tell you how to retire in twenty years." The announcer claims it's a safe method. Y eh? Twenty years from now they will all retire and no one will be left to send us our money. Gin looks bored with life these days, as if nothing mattered after all, now that Mique Is off disporting himself all day long at the Four Seasons. Gin Is looking as if nothing, just nothing, is left In life, but for us . . · discretion is the better part of . humor, 'cause the boss really hasn't left town, and it Isn't far from there to here. Beth J. ·