Evening star., 1921-09-18

| "A DlI, SAO" "-SOiuS man Wieh
! ~ bulgy shoulders was over at
| n the museum the other day.
| After passing from one exhibit
to the next-sometimes idazed, some
times comprehending. but always reg
istering set intentness-he finally
! reached the art gallery, where he
seemed surprisingly at home. For one
thing, he cupped hand to eye, in ac-
| cordance with artistic formula, and.
in one instance. was backing regard
lessly to get a proper perspective,
when another visitor gripped his arm
| in time to prevent his backing into
statue on a pedestal. the next step
behind. And when the poor old chap
lsaw what he had missed his ears turn
ed the red of sumac:
Much obliged, ma'am. If I had
tumbled that lady off her perch
might have made out to pay the in
| should never have forgiven myself.
My son is an artist. I'd hate him to
know 1 came so near smashing a
beautiful statue like that
And while he blamed himself for
not looking where he was going and
the museum for not protecting the
figure with an iron railing to keep
some other clumsy man from "butting
her to shivers." the woman put in a
| word or two, and-that was all there
was to it-unless you might be
fighty- minded enough to think 3
thing along this line:
The chained ladyAreplica of Hiram
Powers Greek Slave" in the Cor
coran Gallery of Art-being created
out of what the poet calls "soulless
| dnnhf1pSS OF
her danger and escape, but
On the other hand, If you take the
word of the wise man who diagnosed
the human nature of stones" 1t may
be-just possibly may be. mind you
that the poor chained thing on that
pedestal resented the woman who
yanked the mans arm. For why? .
Had he knocked her from base and
shattered her to pieces she would no
longer have been Hiram Powers 8
slave" And If you are not slave
naturally, you are free. And freedom
is about the best thing in the world!
FALLING leaves and a mothbaily
consciousness that the world is
airing his autumn hat naturally sug-
gests . pilgrimage to that upholster-
ing department that advertised the
mark down in rugs.
While one customer wavered in
ltorn-up state of indecision between
fambouyant Brussels and wilton
of monk-brown seasoned with gray
austere style-another woman came
along to look at curtains.
A clerk, afertly attentive. showed
her a dozen patterns. She considered
them carefully. but was not quite
satisfied The clerk sent up to the
stockroom for more curtains. and ror
| nearly an hour explained the ad-
| vantage Of Nottingham. nets. lace.
! madras and muslin.
| Then she thought she ought to look
at brocade and damask draperies, ana
how about tan linen shades?
| BY that time the rug customer had
| decided on an Administer that was
smaller and cost more money. put'
! having fountain-penned her cheek.
hung around to see how the curtain
deal would turn out. You know how
l women are!
| The clerk was obviously weary and
doubtless needed his lunch' Du., oan WISE
in the knowledge that woman
naturally wants to be sure of thing
\ that is to last year in and out ana
cost her a good little pile of money,
| he was continuing jealousy to make
sale, when she looked at her wrist
watch and remarked. with an air OF
| fnality:
THAT will be all. thank you. I am
not needing curtains just now. but at
the club the other night when dra.
peries came up for discussion 1 found
I knew so little on the subject that.
having an hour on my hands. l de-
cided to study it up Interesting, isn't
it? ! really didn't think there was SO
Mad? You bet he was mad! He
wouldn't have been human II he
hadn't been mad, but he was good
clerk and a wise one. for, in answer
opso
only thing he said was:
Its all in the days work.
r \ X
LIE lives on the sunny side of Easy
IL street. but all the same he never
forgets that once on a time 1t was
| nip and tuck with him and that wolf
you know about. and he says that
you can't ever rid your mind of that
old codger once you have heard him
growl and felt the sharp white OF
his teeth. Some folks pretend 1g-
norance. Of course, after they come
into money. but it is all bunk-ano
bunk doesn't count.
DO YOU know it costs a whole lot
more to be poor than it does to be
rich? The poor customer Is the gro
GERS best customer because he buys
by ounces instead of by pounds and
gets no benefit of the half cents Once
in a while somebody starts a crusade
for that half cent. but it never
amounts to anything for the reason
that retail business wouldn't stand
for it. Here's another thing: When
II was a small chap and needed
meal I could get a job holding horses.
There's no counting how many thou
sands have been saved from starva-
tion holding horses. And now there
"once, when my mother had no
HtEey for the rent. she pawned my
de18 fathers watch. 1t brought
money enough to square the landlord
and feed US until she got work. You
| couldn't tide over starvation and
eviction by that method these days.
| There are np pawnshops. Moral: I
am glad I was poor when horses and
what we used to call the blessed
balls were here to give me a lift"
| Which seems to prove that in some
respects. anyhow, there is such by
| gone era as "the good old times"
| **
UTHE years creep slowly by.
| Lorena." but. conjured by the
magic memory of those who knew and
loved you in the glamorous days of
romance, you have risen from the
| lavender of the past and are asked
to consider yourself an honor guest
| OF this column, knowing that you will
understand that only limitation of
| space forbids the proclaiming of your
beauty word for word and line by
line.
| In addition to words and music al
ready received and forwarded to
jamie E. b." comes this pleasant