THEY SENT THEIR LOVE HOME

One afternoon last week in Washington, tremulous, treble voices poured into a midget microphone and around the world. Forty-one children of foreign diplomats, attending a Christmas party in the Hall of Nations at the Washington Hotel, joined in the annual broadcast. A few of these diplo-moppets were panic-stricken, but most stepped up with little prompting and rattled off their Christmas pieces, twice--once in their native tongue, once in English.

Pretty Maria Garland of Peru was dressed in a costume of the ancient Incas. Usni Pramoj of Thailand was a small but elegant figure in silken plus fours. Starlet of the day was seven-year-old, barefoot, pinafored Liana De Bayle, daughter of the Nicaraguan Minister, and a veteran of international broadcasts. Liana recited a rhymed story of "a little [Nicaraguan] girl I think you know," concluded: "I wonder if you now suspect this little Nicaraguan girl is me."

Donn Casey, from Australia, cracked at his sister: "Jane's scared but I'm not." A barely audible "I'm not either" came over the air. Said Donn: "We send our love to you and to the boys and girls in Australia and to our Granny in Melbourne, Australia, who is listening for us. Hello, Granny--lots and lots of love from us and [Jane and Donn shouted together] a GREAT big kiss." Twelve-year-old Elizabeth Pirie, of the British Embassy, said solemnly: "To my young fellow countrymen in Great Britain, I say we are all thinking of you and wish you the happiest Christmas that these times will bring." Said Charles Cervenka, of Czecho-Slovakia, in a tense little voice: "What kind of a Christmas will the chil dren of Czecho-Slovakia have this year? Our children at home cannot rejoice but they do not despair. They are confident that Christmas Eve will come soon again, a glorious, happy Christmas in a liberated and free Czecho-Slovakia."

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