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Young Camp Is Author of Over Camp Hill way there's a young woman imbued with great talent, and more than a normal share of undue modesty. Her name is Victoria I. Smallzel, but she prefers to be known merely as VIS. Those initials. VIS, have come to mean something in the field of published efforts, especially for children, for Victoria is the author of a series of fables of Pennsylvania Indians, a lot ot poetry, principally little rhymes for the younger set; she is a buding composer of music which she hopes some day to set to her own words; and she illustrates her works in dainty water color sketches. So perhaps, taking all those talents into consideration, she is wise in remaining more or less anonymous and letting the initials speak for themselves. But in her own words, Victoria says, "I think what a person does is more important than the person himself, and my initials form the Latin word 'force,' so I'd like to continue to become known by them." The young poetess, now 20, wrote her first poem when she was eleven years old. "I don't remember the subject but 1 believe it was about an elf," she confided. From then on she knew there was no other career for her, so she majored in English and literature in the schols she attended, including William Penn High School, and classes in Virginia and New York. There's one thing she doesn't like, though, and that's sitting down and turning out a poem to order. She was quite incensed when the editor of a New York paper accepted several of her pieces, then promptly directed her to "give me one" on a subject he designated. "Imagine anyone being able to push poems off assembly lines like mechanical gadgets," she declared. Incidentally, she filled the order. Interested - in almost any phase of the arts, Victoria has been composing music since she was 16, although until about two years ago she couldn't set down what she played, as she had no technical background. She's been taking piano lessons for some time, and is learning all about scores, orchestrations and the like. Her illustrations, especially of her children's works, are appealing to the eye fn their fineness and restraint. Victoria lives with her mother, Mrs. Irene Smallzel, Hill Woman Indian Fables It W Ensminger VICTORIA I. SMALLZEL at 17 South Twenty - fourth , street, Camp Hill, and her ' three sisters, Mary, a nurse; Betty, who keeps house for the family; and Flossie, the business girl, and all of them encourage her in her compositions. In a series which she calls "The Wee Poet," Miss Smallzel included these two bits for children: "Did you Hear the whipporwul? No? Then the letter I wrote to you Last night has gone Astray." The other is: "I wore Your thought a week And found It was never meant For me at all. So I gave it away - To someone I thought should Have it."