Evening star., 1921-05-15
HEARD AND SEEN

President Harding's native state has
| certain distinction which perhaps
the average person knows nothing
about
Ask almost any one where the
| stamped envelopes sold at post
! offices are printed and the answer is
| likely to be. Why, the bureau of en-
| craving and printing. OF course"
But Of course not.
These envelopes. with the stamps
| an integral part Of the envelope, are
printed in Ohio. a certain firm hav-
ing a contract with the Post Office
Department for their printing.
The bureau here merely engraves
and runs of the postage stamps that
! are affixed to letters and all sorts of
mail matter. Whenever you purchase
| a packet Of stamped envelopes you
| are getting a product of the Buck
| eye state.
Has new use been found for the
automobile speedometer?
One would think so, Judging from
the conversation overheard in an ele-
vator il the Post Office Department
building one day last week
| Postmaster General Hays has speed
ed things up SO in his department
| that clerks believe they have discov-
| cred what that H" stands for in his
name-Will H. Hays.
! Hurry" is the Interpretation some
have put upon it. Human" is an
| other reading.
The man who got on the elevator.
bearing the speedometer, evidently
favored the first interpretation
we need this now" he smiled, as
he got OF at the fourth floor
He got off at the wrong floor" re-
marked another clerk. as they passed
the fifth floor, upon which the office
or the hustling Postmaster General is
situated.
| l am in doubt as to whether the
man was philosopher. nut" or an
individual possessed of more than the
usual share of gall"
| Into whatever classifcat ton he falls.
there is no question that his actions
were out of the ordinary. Those who
have attempted to eat a lunch in a
!
| this.
| No matter how fine the homemade
! luncheon is. the average individual
| hesitates about taking it out of its
| oox ABOARD the car. One sits side
| wise so the porter won't see
| But this gentleman outfaced a
whole Washington street car load of
! people.
bag. pape'
He prefaced his performance by
yaWnlng broadly and insistently. in
dulging in his faces splitting exercise
! until ne could prolong the yswn no
! longer. Even nature has her limita-
! tions.
Then he put in his thumb and pull
ed out a bun.
| He looked around the car. as if to
say. Now watch me- and fell to.
Now and then he would look up
| from his paper. take another bite
or bun and go back to his reading.
The word MUNICH" is not a favorite
OF & the w writer. but it aptly describes
| what the man did.
So let us leave him munching away
There is man on F street who
sells whistles and other similar ar
t1cles on the street corners.
| Usually he. is patronized by the
mother whose little child wants one
of the whistles. Sometimes he has
metal mice that run around.
| That afternoon a young woman,
dressed in the height of fashion
ahem-gave a sdelong glance as she
| passed the whistle man. He was
whistling at a lively rate.
The girl stopped. then looked
| around if she
Not seeing anybody. she opened her
purse and drew forth a coin.
| Give me one of those" she said.
When the exchange took place the
young woman smuggled the whistle
| guiltily into her handbag, and walked
| on down the street.
| She had gone about six feet when
! curiosity got the better of her She
| took quick look around. pulled
forth the whistle, and put it to her
| lips.
| "Toot. toot" went the whistle.
| The young woman smiled, hurried
ly slipped the whistle back into its
place, and walked on again.
| CHARLES E. TRACEW ELL