Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1920-08-22

/ the reason that they SO seldom
| know themselves
Take. say, that blushy pink bunch
of asters that somebody stuck in the
fork of tree on Capitol Hill No
woman could have reached up high
! enough to put it there, and natural
| ly. oldish men wouldn't have both
cred, So
| 1t must have been some Young chap,
! and a young chap implies romance.
Maybe he bought the flowers for his
! girl and put them there to keep fresh
| and cool while he attended to bust
! ness-and then went off and forgot.
| The average youngster is more like
| ~ to forget his business than his
girl. of course: still. there are always
eXceptions-which is one of the rea-
/ sons that this world is such a nice,
/ surprising old place TO live in
| Anyhow. the asters blushed and
then dropped in the tree crotch until
! that big electric storm came along
and only the wind knows where they
went. And the wind won't talk,
which is a pity.
The wind must know so many
things.
THIRTY years is a long time. but
its changes were not drastic
enough to keep two men from recog-
nizing each other in front of a hotel
When the outburst of RECOGNITION had
simmered down to "reminiscences the
one Who had a lumpy contour and
more than his share of chinS admin
lStered a congratulatory slap on the
others lank and droopy shoulder:
We'll, Lem, old boy, see you are
still wearing your hair I parted
-
forget what it ever looked like. huh
huh"
SANDY. and inclined to curl" Lem
supplied the information with "A seri-
BUSINESS that was as good as a farce.
"Curls! What do you want to black
mail an old friend for?" And the two
chuckled and exchanged shoulder
slaps.
Yes, Bud. I'm ahead of you in hair
which is almost joke-but l see
your teeth are the same old nut
crackers. How's your muscle? Mem
Der how we used to rastle over which
could raise the biggest lump"
TOO mushy. Lem. Eat too much
and don't take exercise enough"
Better come see me in October and
I'll put you to plowin' and peel off
some of that fatback. Ma will be
tickled to death when l tell her we've
met. Often talk about you when we
get to goin' over the old times.
Hows your own pretty little wife,"
The fat mans chuckle widened and
deepened with the expansiveness that
goes with a jovial contour and a
brace of chins
Ma ought to hear that! She never
Travelled on her looks at her best, but
she's a mighty comfortable woman
to grow old with
Lem accepted the tribute with puz-
zled look that brought out every
wrinkle on parade.
What you talkin' bout Bud? Edie
used to be the beauty of the county"
The fat man Strengthened with the
sudden rightly that comes of gal
vanic shock. And into his good ma
tured face came a something of long
lost youth.
"Edie, my first wife. You are right,
Lem, there never was a prettier girl
nor sweeter one than little Eide
left me over twenty years ago. Our
son went to France-and didn't come
back"
"Old friend"
That was all Lem had to say, but
another word would have spoiled it.
Then they started on another tack
and-that's all, because, well, you
know, you can't hang around until
you overhear everything.
X x
WIVES. take notice!
w A woman who keeps step with
social progress sent out invitations
to signalize the tenth anniversary of
tin" except that fashion no longer
uses it-and at the bottom of each
card she wrote aluminium"
There Is no getting around a re-
| minder like that. so the guests passed
| over the old-time tinware for the more
Expensive metal. And when the
Hostess went to count over returns
she found herself richer by nineteen
aluminium kitchen spoons. eleven alu-
tea strainers, seven aluminium coffee
strainers and
! What she wanted was double
deck ham boiler. a chatting dish and
one of those two-gallon boilers with
1 a glass top.
She almost cried when she told this
junit about it, and you can't blame
her. when you know for your own.
self what it costs to make cake ant
thow much you have to pay for ice
cream-and when she was through
with her tragedy this column put OF
the airs of woman's page and tole
her that the next time she celebrated
a tin wedding anniversary to be sure
land add to her cards the exact ar
3ticle she expected each guest to bring
True, the requests might result in {
crop of regrets" and broken friend
ships, but
Well, really. you couldn't expect {
woman's page to look out for-every
thing.
| X X X
jNOU might call this ratification
Dear Lady: That bare-backet
| woman was all right as far as She