Evening star., 1920-03-07


cency to take that cigar out OF your
mouth while you are in the car. any
how"
What about resting UP the gum
Gum is healthy. but tobacco is
vile, weed that ruins you body ana
soul. Yes, and you men spend more
money on tobacco than you do for bread
for your families. forget the precise
figures, but Mrs. George Blank SAID
last night at the club that
my memory is better, This country
spent nearly thirty millions on cheW-
ing gum last year. Not that I'm KICK
ing gum. understand--
II don't believe word or II. nut
anyhow it makes no difference, ANA
you mark my words. every man VINO
uses or sells tobacco in any shape or
form will have to suffer for it when
he comes to be Judged
She may have kept on and on but
the passenger behind who had been
listening in no longer heard. for the
reason that the car and it's passengers
had vanished--in the way all of us
know about--and there she was:
In an outdoor world of broad-lcaved
green pyramids topped with hoomy
pink, each pyramid sylvan soldier
countless ranks and files of them
lined up straight and splendid from
the 'way-back pines to the way-ahead
hill and on top Of the hin an ancient
house all over gray except for the
green of vines and the yellow or
climbing roses. The roses were so
near that the woman could almost
almost-whiff the sweetness of them,
and she could almost-almost-s e
farm hands. brown and jovial. toilinG
by the sweat of their brows as their
Bibles bade them to make a crop that
would mean peace and plenty to as
good people white and colored. as
God ever put on earth or took from
it. Her home-her people--their
tobacco.
Which is just to suggest with prop
er respect that no Mrs. George Blank
can ever hope to cut human nature out
of pattern Of her own designing.
Because the pattern could not possi-
bly, prove universal fit.
A ROTCND lady was the middle of
group of correctly outfit ed
friends in the Union station concourse
couple Of Sundays ago, when she
suddenly left them to join a plain sort
of women who was standing before a
train gate.
why, my dear Miss Blank. this is
you, isn't it! I am so truly glad to
see you. 1 was wondering only yes
terday what had become Of you dear
clever newspaper women, who were
SO good to me when we first came to
Congress l shall never forget how
you used to vary that one poor little
white albatross that | wore every
where, because. coming from a small
place, we thought it the tptop Of
fashion-until I realized the i'm
portance of gowns. I positively had
to give that ahatross away, for by
the time you had rung all the pos
sible changes on it's material and
SeltIeu UUWH TO "Nlte WOW L Itit SO
like a sheep that it seemed rs il folks
expected me to bleat. Hut you GER
tainly were lovely to me, you girls"
You are an angel to say So laugh
ed the other woman.
How sweet of you. Ouly-rm glad
you are not a social writer. as in the
old days, or you weuld he exchang ng
my wool for feathers-and I'm too old
a bird to fly around in print"
Then the rotund lady went back to
wait for train to take her to Florida.
while the plain woman
But a plain woman doesn't count.
WHEN we nice folks go teuristing
w to China don't lets swipe any
little thing like an idol in "A shrine 10
remember the trip by--for why;
A man who lived in China long
enough to get the hang Of its prrcl-
pies and IA glimpse at its soul told d
woman Yesterday that the Boxer up
rising was due to the robbery Of the
Kingdoms sacred places by travellers
who wanted souvenirs.
The poor. patient Cinnamon stood
it for just SO long. and then you know
what happened"
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