Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1911-08-06

most unbeknoWnst chores requires men
tai discipline of a high order.
Generally the last injunctions she hands
you at the station concern the ice and
the milk. That is. when the arrange
ment is that you're not to take your
meals at home, but ''downt own''-"do
town" being one Of those beautifully
elastic little phrases that. when it comes
to the real issue OF eating, can be so
wonderfully and. a. times, delightfully."-
stretched. In the rush and hurry and
clatter of the getaway she has forgot
ten to notify the iceman and milkmar
to stop fetching their wares.
"Oh, by the way, I forgot" she say.
to you, panically, at the station. about
two minutes before the train pulls out.
THE milk and ice You must stop EN-.
Now. you won't forget, will you-promse
me you won't forget to stop 'em?''
You promise Certainly you promise.
You promise any old thing. A man who
hesitate to promise his wife anything
whatsoever at the station when she's
going away is a whole heap less than
human.
Stop 'em?" But how to stop EN-?
That's the problem. You really mean to
stop EN- if YOU can: your intentions are
good and YOU are DESTROYS of leading a
ship toward your spouse. But stopping
the milkman and the iceman is whole
lot easier said than done. 1t takes craft,
abne2ation, remuneration, effort.
The milkman, say. Your mikman
clomps (al milkmen wear shoes es-
pecially designed for cIonlping) around to
the back door along about o'clock in
xIn
that. and have been for many years,
though you've never seen the milkman
All you know about him is that he's a
clomper from Clompstown. and that on
sleepless nights and mornings, when
you're lying awake with your ferocious
conscience, you've heard him brogan-
clomp around back to the side or back
entrance, after he's yee-ho'd at his horse
in loud and healthy tone, and ratified
a lot of bottles that are by no means in
tune, and whistled a plaintive little air,
and then gehawed at his horse some
more. That, for many years, has been
the whole extent and area of your con-
necton with and knowledge of the milk
man. And when she eases you the ad-
Duration to stop the milkman' You
promise without really having any clear
idea of what you're up against; other
wise prOoaoIy you WOuldn I promise.
First morning after she's gone you're
possibly yea, very probably lying
awake in your peaceful bunk, having got
to bed leetle late. S natural for a fell
Ter to get to bed leetle late on the first
night after she's departed. isn't it? Ger
My.
Well, lying there awake. or drowsed,
you hear the milkman drive along, hum
ming "Aw-w-wll Ay-lone," and bawling
"Yee-hup, there. hawss." and beginning
RI raffle-finkle two three thousand
bottles twhy does he rattle all those
bottles when he's only going to fetch
you one little measly quart of milk?) and
the recollection suddenly pops into your
head: Stop inn
Yep. it's up to you there and then.
Stop that milkman. But how? BY climb
ing out of the shucks and going to the
window and raising the screen. at great
and unheard-of effort, and bawling down
at him? Huh If that's the way to stop
a milkman. forget 1t, It's too much to
ask It's too heavy burden to impose
upon the shoulders Of a man whose wife