Evening star., 1920-07-11

I getting afraid I wont raise him.
Takes after his grandpa
And here's something else: A man
who knows about birds. both as
sportsman and aviator, told this to a
| woman the other day:
IF you think we ever fooled bros
into believing we were giant eagles
that they had to be scared Of you
| don't know birds. From the first arr
| ship that cut the sky they recognized
that it was human contraption. and
| thelr one fear was of hunter VINO
had to be evaded. So they took TO
flying lower-you may have noticed
and in little groups. with one bird for
ever on guard. At sight of an air
snip they used to swoop down and
down out of gunshot range, but now
they have figured it out that 1t isn't
| bfrd-killing eontrivance, and their
only concern at sight of a skyman is
to keep out of the commotion he
makes in the air-just as chap in
canoe paddles away from the swell of
steamer"
All the same. we will have to wait
for that all-curing millennium before
we can go in library and flnd ma
ture book that admits to the possess
sion by our dumb brother of some.
thing more than the animal instinct
now allowed him by man.
IF you look down into the deep dig
gings of the foundations for the
annex to The Star building you will
see things worth watching. At first
glimpse--if your window is high
enough--it will seem like misfit
puzzle of men. cranes, ropes. girders
and the like. tangled up on a tumbled
spread OF uprooted earth. Then, out
of the clamor. you pick, say, the
steady hum of steel on steel that di
| n n
| against wall-a narrow plank thing
just wide enough to hold six men.
They are swinging mighty sledge
hammers. and three kneel to hold
| with their bare hands upright crowbars
on which the hammers fall.
Each blow bites mouthful of brick
from the old building which has so
gripped into the neighboring wall
| that 1t has to be extracted as dentist
| digs out a tooth
| The sight Of thing like that gets
on ones nerves, since a mistroke
would crush unprotected flesh, or a
single misstep send a man backward
to broken bones or, maybe. death be-
| low. But the hammer wielders keep
their splendid poise and the kneeling
| men risk their hands with a faith as
assured, II not as spiritual, as those
other kneeling figures we see at
prayer in q church.
| AS the morning blisters into after
noon and the trees around are as mo-
| tionless as carved jade, you can Sit
at your nifty desk in high-up room.
zing fan, and hear the rhythm of
hammers that rise and fall with the
measured steadiness of times pendu-
lum, and it comes to you. somehow
don't we have the foolishest notions
of summers afternoon?
| 1t comes to you that
| If those brown laborers could play
ball or golf, paint or write, run poll
tics or nations with the genius they
put in their hammers the world would
have to get out new spotlights and
| headlines-which is doubtless why
Nature, in starting US on the voyage
Of life, provides each with rudder
called Vocation, and the safety line
the earth would be SO swarmed over
with Michelangelos. Shakespeare
Beethovens and things that where
would our dear hewers Of wood and
who would dig our foundations? And
no matter how you hunted and hunt
ed. where could you ever find anybody
stupid enough to CAB out smallfry
stuff-like this?
| A sSISTANT SECRETARY OF THE
n NAVY ROOSEVELT is in the same
class with Dante, which ought to entitle
| him to the vice presidency of either po-
litical party, or both.
1 The information comes from an en-
tirely. reliable society writer. who called
up Mrs. Roosevelt on social matter
{ about the time the secretary was about
to leave for his official visit to Santo
Domingo.
! Mrs Roosevelt was not at home, so I
asked II 1 could have word with the
secretary before his departure. and re-
ceived this announcement from a polite
and Importantly affable voice at the
other end Of the wire:
The secretary has just started for
! hades, ma am"
\ 1.-THE news being important II true,
! called for veridcation:
/ For where, did you say?'
| For hades-down there where they
are having troublesome Of our SOL
diers down there-hades, you know "
Haiti he laughed over the good little
joke, which is one on the Italian. for:
Il Did anybody ever get a laugh out of
Mr.. Allegheri after his return from
"Hades?"
CHE was telling him all about it;
| - the blue water that reflected the
palaces built on it's waves; ST. Marks.
with its mellow splendor of sane
tuary, nave and atue-crowned arches
l-the pigeons. clamorous for tourist
feelings, the open -mouthed stone lions,
gondolas and
He was greatly interested and when
he could wedge in word, expressed
lregret that he had never seen Venice.
aWhy. that's funny! 1t has been
here a number Of times. Don't you
ever go to the movies?'
And yet there are people and people
who insist upon denying the educa-
| tional value Of the screen.
II MAMIE LANCASTER.