The Washington herald., 1921-09-25

! for a quarter seems a small section
of the globe. Yesterday, Mary, the
other" half of our matrimonial
CO. partnership, wandered into the
den. and stood gazing fondly at the
network of colored variegated lines
and blocks representing an eagles
eye view of our city and surround
ing country that hangs over the
| boss" desk.
There seems to be lots of little
black blocks along the street lines"
she suggested, and We might find
place" which let the cat out of
the receptacle, for we are hunting
/ for an apartment.
Now Mary and have been rusti-
| eating for the summer in a little
from the Capital City. and as the
winter approaches the desire grows
strong. to house up in a comfortable
apartment.
'Oh, George, here's the evening
paper. and the morning papers are
out in the dining room-lets look at
the apartment ads. I know there
are lots of them"
Not being averse to letting George
do 1t. that worthy dutifully carried
out his part of the drama, and
spread the papers out under the din
ing room dome.
Apartments wanted-apartments
| for observation-disclosures IL Is,
| apartments for rent unfurnished."
said she. "for We have our own fur
niture."
Dutiful George methodically pre-
pared a long list, compiled from the
entire assemblage of Washington
dailies. and arranged them in a sort
of calling list.
Couldn't we take part of your
holiday tomorrow" she suggested.
Parenthetically. l get a periodic day
off, when the boss makes a trip to
New York. to Keep the kettle boil
ing there.
car a little tomorrow. Couldn't we
go Saturday afternoon, or Sunday"
l began.
The contrary sex rose to the full
grandeur of five-feet-two, and well
Won married 'men-you know what
said.
This morning while the flapjacks
were tapping. a little voice called
from the kitchen, ."Oh, George, can't
YOU clean those spark plugs before
breakfast" just as I was unfolding
the morning missile the paper boy
sails against the front door screen.
Giants clean up" was all had
a chance to see.
The spark plugs got cleaned.
The master of the household de-
family hurled a post-breakfast dish
towel at the kitchen wash line. and
unbuttoned postage-stamp apron
from his manly bosom.
Don't forget the list. George, :
and the fiivver got its morning
twist. coughed up the phlegm of
the foggy night before. and-we
were off. *
The sun was shining in the or
thodox maRneriand a long draw on
happy pipeful put the boss" in
| good humor. That gentleman
steered a true course away from
the dangerous shoals of the de-
.partment store bargain counter
section of town and soon the old
bus was rolling along the quasi
quiet streets of the apartment
house residential section.
The first ston was at a near
downtown building. where was
| advertised "Roomy apartment. five
rooms and bath, s65, including cleo
trio lights and phone" A dainty
telephone miss gently massaging
hunk of Spearmint gave us direc-
tions. Third floor" We passed
from the magnificent exterior and
gcrgeously rococo reception hall to
the less sumptuous floors above,
"here we knocked upon the door.
mi
! knocker.
Two inches of door peeped open
at us and combined odor OF
Greenwich village and Chinese per
fume, made In Hackensack.. N. j..
fumed into our nostrils.
"whatcher wantr We explained
that We had come to look at the
apartment.
| The portal swung open. maid
In horn-rimmed specks waved US In
with dramatic hand.