Evening star., 1921-03-20
u n AUTOMATICALLY considered,
NN coon's age is more
H reliably distant interval than
that between blue moons.

reliably distant interval ihan
that between blue moons.
Therefore,:
Once in a coon's age there comes
from out of the friendly unknown a
commentator that brings tingle
of encouragement and then mellows
into memory, without any tootings
on Vanitys horn.
For a change, emitting personalities,
here is letter you may care TO see
because it reveals new fad. though,
of course. Adam may have started II
away back in Eden days, for all we
know, but anyhow, neighbors. meet
Mr.. John Dominic Smith:
My hobby is feathers. I have one
of nearly every native bird and fowl
and many from foreign ZOOS. / keep
them in envelopes in cabinet drawers.
but, like the camers nose in the tent.
they take up too much room, and as 1
have never come across a brother
crank along my line, l am sending
you an S o S, hoping you may have a
suggestion up your sleeve. III not
may I request that you ask your
readers to help me out? 1t is really
fSrst-olass hobby. for if you look
through a magnifying glass you Will
find that a feather is about the most
wonderful thing in the world. Feath-
ers are so alike. And so different
JOHN DOMINIC SMITH"
If anybody knows about feathers
and how to keep them. now Is the
time to come to the aid of the party.
X X x
TOWN on back street there is a
II junk shop that looks as II 1T had
picked itself UP from a dump heap
and gone into business for itself. In
its window there is a shelf covered
with paper and draped with a SPAN
e Glad rf Tho iS dnSt-Cray
the spang1es are tarnished, and both
are fiy-specked. On the shelf is a
caster with half-cocked cruets that
look as If they didn't mean to go
home until morning; battered cam
dlestick, which tries to look ike
genuine brass and fails. and one
really and truly old cream jug of
bronze luster, with wreath OF pink
roses around it's potty waist. and a
beautifully glazed, handle (cracked).
A woman stood at the window and
considered the jug. 1t is marked down
to "$2 for this day, only"-a tag that
is saffron with age-and being OF
shape that shows gray line on the
inside bottom because no hand is
small enough to get inside to scrub
It, it naturally isn't worth cents in
these days of sanitary art, unless. OF
course, it were catalogued in some
1t worth oodles, or because OF some
association!
That was it. The bronze luster jug
might have been another long ago
bronze luster that stood on a big
silver waiter at the head of table
along with "chany" that came from
England. when this country called
her mother. And If you can vision
the faces and figures and voices of
childhnOh Will
know that So is nothing-absolutely
nothing.
But the woman didn't go in and
buy the jug, for just as she was open
ing her purse to get out the money,
brave and gallant wreck came limp
ing by.
And as she snapped back the CATCH
she said to the khaki back:
"If you can get along without jus
fice. can get along without jugs"
Which is the reason why one small
check is going to Walter Reed-a
matter not worth mentioning, except
that 1t helped to show that the sordid
and splendid interweavings of the
woof we call life is made up of slen-
der threads-like this one.
NNE had the pink cheeks of girl
hood and hair. like minted silver
The other woman was carrying a
dimple tnto midage, and both were
cumming after a days work. like
kids let loose from school.
It seems that Pinky had written up
a ball in dne style and the printer had
made funny mistake. which remind
ed her Of the time the composing
room sent Mr.. and Mrs. McAdoo out
riding in a victrola, and the laughter
that went with the story was really
worth walking a square to hear. pro-
vided one has no objections to walk
Ing. Dimples, also. came under the
wire with a yarn:
the whole town with an exclusive
story Of the Presidents reception to
forty friends-guest list included. I!
was growing to myself in advance
over the reputation I was making for
myself. when out comes the headline
next morning:
Forty Fiends entertained at the
ing after.
Here's another little thing the
Blanks wife. being in mourning.
charged me to emphasize the fact that
she was giving a small box party for
Baron b. of the diplomatic CORPS. II
emphasized it all right. but the print
er added an interesting touch with
the statement that she had given the
baron a smallpox party
And do you remember when Chan.
ning, who believed that opera review
ing was art. wrote up the Chimes Of
Normandy and it fiowered into tyne
as The Chinese Laundry Dear chap
he has made fame and money since
then with his playwriting. but / bet
ne has his shivers over that break to
tnis day-and wasn't it funny that
oh, yes. typographical error is al