Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1920-08-15

best submit 'em to you first. Might
be some you. wouldn't care to have
him have, yknow. I'm no Judge Sim
ply picked up what l thought he'd
like. Little idea Of my own. Just had
to follow it,"
Did you?" says Edith.
Course. that wasn't helpful a bit
to Ham. and he's gettin' fused by
the seconds. Then there was Mr.. and
Mrs. Robert Eiiins and Mrs. Candy.
sort of groupin' themselves AROUND
curious, and even the maid stretchfu'
her neck while she's gatherin' up the
coffee cups. ~.
So Ham. started PAWN around among
his purchases and at last gets the
paper wrappin' of one of EN-.
There says he. holdin' it up. Mod
ell of the Arizona gun turrets and
all There's a key to wind up the
engine with: Sails around in a sa,n
what the deuce is this? oh. yes;
That is the drum. See. sticks and
everything. Ruba -dub-dub 'Rah-rah.
rah. Every youngster ought 10 nave
a drum these days. So he can nave
an election parade all by himself; en-;
He can whoop things up for Hard
chaps, if he likes. Hope you don't
mind a drum. Miss Candy. Think
they're rather jolly myself. And TINS
-dn, tnlS Is lut uuSh. ooSS
auackr when you pull 1t along with
string. Clever, Ell? And the man saIa
the paint couldn't be sucked on.
Positively. Asked about that particu-
larly. Next We have a-a-now m
sure this is all right A motor truck.
Elastic bands inside that you twist up
to make the wheels go. can show
him how 1T works. Tried it ia the
store. See. Here's where you twist.
And then when you put 1t down on
1T R,.n :.
Great sport. He can load it up with
building blocks, or marbles. or any
thing. Get the idea, EN-?
absolutely" says Edith. That is,
about how the toys work. I've seen
such things before, l think. Very
nice of you to bring them. too. But
Just who are they for. Mr.. Curtis.
"Ehe" says Ham. He's down on his
hands and knees. operatin the 10Y
truck and now he stops to gawp up
why" says she. "who is the lucky
youngster that you take such an in
terest in.
"oh, / say! says he. Il thought
you'd know. They're for Bub. o.
course. That cunning little brotner
That gets a gasp out of Miss Edith.
For a minute or so she stares at ham.
Curtis. Then she smothers somethihs
with her handkerchief and turns her
head. When she RECEIVERS there
cut-up twinkle in her eye. ~,
"Really?' says she. For Bub! how
thoughtful of you. Mr.. Curtis. NO, ne
hasn't been tucked away TOT 'uS
night. He's right here AT ieast;, nS
was a moment ago. on, bup. fhi'ip
Come here" :, ~.
And then from somewhere in the
shrubbery OFF at the left of the ter
race comes this peevish answer On
W hats the row now? Can't you let
fellow smoke in peace? .,
But some one has brought you TOT
of perfectly dear presents. You must
come and thank him nicely
! And YOU should have seen the look
that spread over Hams big. rouha
face when this languid youns spuit
drifts into sight. Maybe 1t WASH
matey of me to smoker right out pa.
with Mr.. Robert indulgin' in that
hearty "Haw, haw." of his. and wee
gigelin', and Mrs. Candy maxim saspy
noises behind her fan, l don't expect
what presents" demands Philip.
| Then he spots the drum and the tia
lbattleship and the painted duck. AIso
he sees Ham strugglln 70 ms ZEE.
with his face the color OF a new hre
sHuh!" says Brother Philip. tintin'
up himself What poor fish thougnf
all this up? Low comedy stun, caii
lii. Who is your fat FRIEND anyway
i Sis? And what's the idea picking on
line? Ball. and he walks on ois-
gusted.
No, / can't. say Ham made a very
good job of explainin' his mistake.
Ills tongue seemed to get twisted.
And When he gets glimpse OF me:
smilin' over in a corner, he sort OIL
sets his teeth and turns suiky. In
fact, he actually kicks the drum INTO
1.-THE bushes as he turns to make MS
gateway and think he shoow his nst
at me as he stalks through the door.
| WAS that glare meant LOT YOU
iTorchy?' asks Wee. ,.r.
Nov. why should anybody glare at
me?" / asks. Especially Ham. Curtis.
didn't I give him a lot of good az
vice only yesterday afternoon"
"Yeu wretch. Torchy" says Vee'
Ouch" says l. II only took Hams
description Of BABY Brother. didn't
invent Philip for the, occasion. you
mo. you couldn't" admits. Wee; ut
was ali so absurd. And yet
Eyes, know" says l. That's
good deal the way ! feel about II.
They both got pretty near. what was
comm to 'em. 1t won't cure Ham.
though. But I'll bet he don't. go
Romeoin' again with drums and tin
|battleships. En-"
Copyright, 1920, by sewell Ford.l .,