Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1910-10-09
Season Of the Flat Hunters

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| N~ Myrtilla, w h r
| N fTHI6 prospective ten
XII AH I'M ants come to
Wy MM IA ~ look at the fiat
| NARlnlk6 that you're still
| cNh% m IA living in but
| WI "a ~ that you're 60
| VII "a ~ ing to move out
NhT9 H<SI of? But you need
| SHTI1 not reply. We
| SR6 know what you
~ think
| The ''just-iooking-aro nrospective
tenants always come to just look around
""eh you NOW were speaking of the
Main Noise and the Meal Ticket are be-
SHINING TO dredge into the first after
olhher smoke and the Stah-yeah-pape
lou We got on your somewhat disrepu-
.aoIe smoking Jacket, gift from Heart
vi ooio' spouse OF your bosom, on Christ
mas 1907 The pipe you have chosen
lor your after-dinner regalement is strong
enough to work with the night shift of
the gas main gang. You're wearing your
nome trousers. which are considerably on
the burlap bag order, only worse. Your
carpet slippers. only donned a few min
utes before, look as If they had been
made for the Cardiff Giant. 1t is nearly
always the evening fthe day when you've
forgotten to shave. Additionally, you
need hair cut quite badly.
Heart of Colds nose Is shiny on this
same evening. Why should she dab it
taken off all of her puffs, because they give
her headache. Her own twenty-nine
hairs are coiled in an infinitesimal bunch
at the top Of her head. She is wearing
that f1annelette house jacket, with the
cretonne pattern. which you so intensely
despise. She is cutting an embroidery
shirt waist design out Of the paper.
Then the bell rings
who the dickens is that, dye s'pose!'
say you, looking up sullenly from your
paper.
I'm sure 1 don't know" replies Heart
OF Gold. with face Of CONSERVATION
that has also no little resentment placard-
ed there. How should 1 know?"
Maybe it's some Goodyear-necks come
to look at the fat" say you. visited by a
great white light Don't let EN- in!'
But 1 can't do that says Spouse.
We told the agent we'd let folks look
at the fiat
va, well, OO66OuC II, 81 ~ tHC uOOI,
then. say you. getting out Of your Nor
ris chair and kicking the cuspidor under
meath the same.
Spouse. feeling Of the two or three hair
pins In her little coil of hair, goes to the
door. and you hear the usual chatter.
Just came to see the apartment says
the unfamiliar feminine voice. Hope we
won't be putting you out?"
oh. no. not in the least, 1 assure
you,' you hear Spouse say in accents
sweet. You know what Spouse is think
ing privately. Therefore you marvel
vaguely as to how she's able to pull those
accents sweet in the circumstances.
You know a moment later whel you're
pulling the same accents sweet yourself.
Your own actual attitude toward the
folks who'vD come to see the "apaht-
ment" is one of the most blighting ferocity
You'd hate to put on paper just what you
think of EN-. But, all the same. as they
come down the hall, why. there you are
on your feet, your pipe put away, a ches-
sy-cat grin on your unshorn face, and
All Deception That There Is beaming
from your countenance.
Hope we're not annoying you," says
the man Of the couple that's come to look
at your fiat. Just looking around for a
fiat, you know"
Sure" you say, cordially. Look 1t
over all you like. Fine young evening,
isn't it?''
OF course. the couple that've come to
look at your fiat are dolled all up like