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Wilson becomes Mrs. Francis Bowes
I think you will all like to know
just -tfhat the bride is like. She is
rather tall say, five feet six or so;
quite slender with-a long oval face in
which the cheek bones are noticeably
hujh and in which the dominating
quality is an earnest sweetness.
She has hair of a blond chestnut
color which she wears parted and
uncurled. Her eyes are deep blue
and they have a mystic quality. They
might be the eyes of Joan of Arc
seeing her vision of conquest and
Is she beautiful?
Well, she does not look like the
society heroine of a Robert W.
Chambers novel, but Mrs, Humphrey
Ward would be proud to claim her
among the high-bred, spirited young
women of whom she (oves to write,
and if George Eliot were alive today
she, too, would admit Jessie Wilson
to her galaxy of charming women.
For several years Jessie Wilson has
been greatly interested in the work
of the Young Women's Christian As
sociation. . Before her father's nom
ination she spent a great deal of
time in Philadelphia working with the
local Y. W. C. A., and she has already
told her mends that marriage will
not lead her to relinquish any of her
plans for social service, but will tend
to increase her opportunities for use
fulness. Sympathy and "breadth of vision"
are Jessie Wilson's watchwords. She
believes that the most useful woman
is "she who sees her home and neigh
borhood in their relation to the
I remember that in a conversation
I had with Mrs. Wilson in her sum
mer home at Sea Girt, just after Mr.
Wilson's nomination to the presi
dency, we discussed the suffrage
question and she. said:
"I am not sure that I believe in it.
know, of course, that it would bene
fit women who work for a living, but
I try to view the question in its uni
versal aspect in relation to all wo
men and the larger good. But one
of my daughters is a suffragist."
And though she smiling refused to
say which one, friends of the Wil
son family assured me that there
could be no doubt that Mrs. Wilson
referred to her daughter Jessie.
Mrs. Wilson introduced me to all
three of her daughters at that time.
The eldest, Margaret, who will be
her sister's maid of honor, is the
smallest and slightest of the three.
She bears a marked resemblance to
her father, wears glasses as he does
and possesses a fine soprano voice
which has been carefully cultivated
and which led her to make her debut
at a benefit concert as a professional
singer a few weeks ago.
'Eleanor, the youngest sister,- has
her mother's dark brown hair and
dark eyes. Most of the newspaper
men who camped alongside the Wil
son home during that campaign sum
mer thought Eleanor the handsom
est of the Wilson girls, but I preferred
Jessie. All three daughters have
charming simple, natural manners.
They wore simple tub-dresses,
any one of which could have been
duplicated for five dollars, and Jes
sie's, I remember, was of blue linen.
Blue, by the way, is the bride's fa
vorite color, chosen for her going-
away gown and, in fact, for the dom
mating note of her trousseau.
Since their father became presi
dent of the United States the Wilson
Girls have not altered the simplicity
of their attire. Any morning you
may see Jessie Wilson going about
the white house in a plain dark skirt
no drapery, no slit and no min
aret and a white tailored shirtwaist
with long sleeves and collar a $2
shirtwaist that any girl might wear
For Jessie Wilson does not care
very much for clothes. A person
who didn't know it before could glean
as much from the severity of her
She is religious. She has the kind