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WINNETKA TALK June 26, 1926 WINNETKA TALK ISSUED SATURDAY OF EACH WEEK LLOYD HOLLISTER, INC. 6564 Lincoln Ave. Winnetka, IIL 1222 Central Ave., Wilmette, Ill. Chicago office: 6 N. Michigan Ave. Tel. State 8316 Telephone........ Telephone........ cess nnn SUBSCRIPTION PRICE All communications must be accompanied by the name and address of the writer. Articles for pub- lication must reach the editor by Thursday noon to insure appearance in current issue. Resolutions of condolence, cards of thanks, obituary, notices of entertainments or other af- fairs where an admittance charge is published, will be charged at regular advertising rates. aa re tio oe" Second chums "ont The 1 e secon of March 3, 1879. Hass Wider ean RILEY'S FAVORITE POEM Postmaster General Harrv New says the favorite poem of James Whitcomb Riley was composed by an unknown author, and reads: He'd nothing but his violin, I'd nothing but my song, But we were wed when skies were blue And summer days were long. And when we rested by the hedge _-- The robins came and told How they had dared to woo and win When early spring was cold. We sometimes supped on dewberries, Or slept among the hay, But oft the farmers wives at eve Came out to hear us play The rare old tunes--the dear old tunes-- We could not starve for long While my man had his violin And T my sweet love song. The world has aye gone well with us, Old man, since we were one-- Our homeless wandering down the lanes; It long ago was done. But those who wait for gold and gear, For houses and for kine, Till youth's sweet spring grows brown and sere, And love and beauty pine, Will never know the jov of hearts That met without a fear. When vou had but your violin And TI a song, my dear. A North Shore Summer 3 Yih do people do on the north shore Y in the summer months? Well, for one thing we enjoy the abun- dance of pure air, radiant sunshine and natural beauty. After the smoky, dusty air of the city the atmosphere of our north- ern suburbs is a genuine blessing. There is also more real sunlight north of Chicago than within the city limits. As for natural beauty, we fortunate suburbanites need seek no farther. Incidentally, it might be said that the quietness about our North Shore homes is appreciated on hot summer nights. In summer we play golf and tennis, go swimming in good old Lake Michigan, ride -out into the neighboring country over the many more or less good roads. 'Sometimes "we sit on the screened porch with our visit- ing friends and sip iced drinks of various kinds. And there are times when we pick dandelions out of the lawn. At fairly regular intervals we spend an afternoon or evening at Ravinia listening to and looking at the operatic songbirds or enjoying a semi-pop orchestra concert. Once a week or two we picnic with kindred spirits in the forest preserve--frying a nice thick round steak and boiling a pot of deli- cious coffee. When at a loss for something to do of an evening we take in a good movie. National Kindergarten YEAR ago ground was broken on Sheridan road, near the boundary be- tween Evanston and Wilmette, for the erec- tion of a building that was to house that remarkable organization of human activ- ities known as the National Kindergarten and Elementary college. Last February the building was occupied. During the week beginning Friday, June 4, 1926, a notable series of events marked the graduation of the class first to graduate in the new north shore home. In the personalities of its teachers and pupils, in the character of its publications and its exercises, in the formal pedagogy practised within its walls, this college ex- emplifies that spirit which John Dewey re- gards as the ideal mental attitude--namely the combination of the playful and the serious. It is an attitude not found normal- ly anywhere except in the lower grades of the grammar schools, public and private. It is seldom found in our colleges and graduate schools. The serious element, how- ever, is in evidence in practically all schools. Students show it by their antagonism to it. Teachers show it by prematurely aging, by their artificial attitude when in the class room or with their students out of the class room. But seriousness and playfulness mingle on friendly terms. A single glance at the happy and serious face of the president of the college reveals this combination. The seeing of the carnival presented not long ago by the student body and directed by members of the faculty proved not only the existence of this highly desirable spirit but also its transcendent value. Volumes might be written in praise of this all-important combination, this ideal mental attitude; but a realizing sense of its fundamental worth can best be gained by visiting the college itself, by seeing it in action. As an answer to the oroblem of living it seems to us most satisfying. Ravinia IGHTEEN dollars for twenty admis- sions to Ravinia Park. And what can you hear and see at Ravinia Park? Oper- | atic performances by the brightest grand opera stars in the big metropolitan galax- ies. Practically all of the great operas by the famous composers of France, Ger- many, Italy. Also symphony concerts by the unsurpassed Chicago Symphony Or- chestra. The Ravinia performances are given al- most at our very doors. A short ride in clean, well-ventilated, and frequently run- ning electric and steam cars brings us quickly to the very doors of Ravinia. Those who care to motor find good roads leading up to spacious parking places. A most pleasant afternoon and evening can be spent at Ravinia. One may go up to the afternoon concert and pass a delight- ful two or three hours listening to great music from thoroughly competent musi- cians. Then follow up the concert with a satisfying supper, and after it an evening of grand opera, presented by those who are without peers in their fields. North shore residents are indeed fortun- ate in the opportunities for pleasure and profit offered to them at Ravinia Park. ore Lines BACK YARD BALLADS The Old Tree We got a tree in our back yard, An' Pa he says it is his pard: "Most every day it talks to him, 5 An' helps him work and fight and win! An' Pa he says when stars all shine He sets out there on a stool of mine An' lookin' up through all the leaves He gets a respite--that's it, I b'lieve! An settin' out there in the shade He tells me how the bark is made; How leaves all grow, an' lots of things, An' tells its age--jest by its rings, Same as cows does, by their horn-- Er horses' teeth, since they was born! My Pa, he knows a lot of things From horses teeth to old tree rings! He says that if I study hard He'll let the old tree be my pard An' show me how to find my way Out in the woods, by night or day! By looking at the bark alone I kin tell which way is home! Hope I'll grow up soon--Gee Whiz-- An' be as smart as my Pa is! --H. A.:Mnas. JUNE WEDDINGS Tissue paper, and white ribbons . . . . Naughty flower girls and Cross little ring-bearers : Dressed in white satin and plastered hair. Ten lemonade sets, ten salad sets Five clocks, and one rug. . ; Solemn ministers and weak-voiced brides...... Solemn grooms with stiff-gloved hands. "There's nothing like a wedding," Says one, wiping a formal tear. is . --ELFRIEDA. But Elfrieda, at most of the weddings we have attended--in fact at all, with one exception--it was the groom who was weak-voiced, and we suspected, weak-kneed. WARMER, "MOSTLY" FAIR, MAYBE, SUNDAY The above inspired headline appeared in the esteemed Chiamerican last Saturday. We are moved to comment but can find no adequate words with which to express our feelings. DREAMS IS FUNNY THINGS Dreams is funny things, they is, For they don't cost a cent. We can have jest lots of fun As long as they ain't meant. We dreamed we was a-fishin', When we was in school. > We dreamed we was a-swimmin' In the pool so nice and cool. We dreamed we was a kid once more, Barefoot, without a care, While we was sittin' behind our desk And had streaks of gray in our hair. We dreamed we have lots of money So we'd have everything nice. We dreamed a prince was comin' To rescue us once or twice. We dream of fame and glory-- We always dream the best. Dreams is funny, they is, But they bring us happiness. --A WOLVERINE. Welcome back, Wolverine, we were interested in your note but haven't much room to reply, even in six point. When the water gets a little warmer swim down and see us--or should we swim up and see you? It's just a nice little jaunt--Iless than two miles, we should say. Now that we're "knee deep in June" we wonder if it would be too much to expect a day or two r? of sume THE SLAVE. bi Sa