Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1911-09-09


Sometimes I think the glorious
ness OF that same has been little
bit exaggerated There are two, If not
more. sides to the matter. Of course;
but, to be perfectly frank. I have fire.
uuently found little gloom mixed in
with the gal-loriousness of arriving
back from the vacation thing.
The old home bed feels good. yes:
and tho honey eats make the directest
kind Of an appeal to your heart
through your assimilative processes
which. by the way. is what most
women-mainly married women-un-
fairly say is the only possible way that
the heart Of q male may be reached.
But
Getting back to the Job doesn't make
any sure-enough sentimental appeal.
does It?
I am fully aware that in this era of
the uplift and the higher and nobler
1t is tho fashion for those OF us who
profess to be carried along on the
current Of that movement to claim
that we really love to work.
Whenever I hear an intelligent male
utter such a statement as this class
him with certain slick-haired boys I
used to know who claimed t.lat they loved
to go to school,
never believed a boy who said that
he loved school, no matter how slick
haired he was. It seemed impossible, I'M
lima ENABLE, Uncomfortable.
And that's the way 1t sounds to me.
precisely. when I hear any male biped
who know to be normal when he says
that he Really Loves His Job.
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It Is quite understandable that man
should be in love with his work or his
business II he's the boss and In the full
tide Of making and laying up money and
buying real estate and automobiles and
jeweled bijouterie for his wife and the
other female members Of his family. But
for man on salary to say that he's
in love with his Job sounds to me ex-
cessively piscatorial. If not. indeed. some
thing almost approximating fishy.
But let us not become too discursive on
only one phase Of the subject before we
really get to II.
If you've really had whole lot of fun
on your summer vacation, have enjoyed
the place where you've vacationiZed, and
the loafing and lolling and the sights and
sounds, why Is there any particular rea-
SUI why you SHOULD loss your bonnet INTO
the air over your return to the town
where the stern rule of Providence re-
quires that you live for eleven months,
II not eleven months and two weeks, out
Of each and every year?
Why shouldn't you rather remain for a
month or two or three or more at the
place where you've had all the fun?
am fully acquainted with the fact that
after you've been away for long time
the stately obelisk called the Washington
Monument and the noble dome of the
Capitol look pretty nifty out of the car
window, supposing you are getting back
during the daylight hours.
But, somehow, I've always been able to
convince myself that those noble objects
OF the Washington landscape are always
going to be there. or always during my
time. anyhow: and on many. many occa-
sions I've been able to say to myself
viewing them from the car window on
my return to Washington. that I'd have
been perfectly willing to have a peek at
them quite long time after the time I've
been compelled to come kiting back to
get on the job.
Generally we have to come clomping
back from the vacation at the season
of the year when, to use the expressive
phrase, the dog is pretty dead; when