Evening star., 1922-12-28
BY w. H. CLAGETT.

Dear Folks:
When Teddy Roosevelt was the big
Settin' Bull of the Moo York police
force, nothin' used to give him keener
delight than to disguise himself as
a Bowery drifter and mix it with the
vast army Of "newsies" who sold the
great metropolitan dailies. and after
attendin' the stoopendous Christmas
blowout staged last night by The
Evening Star Company for Its 700
route agents, carriers and newsboys.
I can we'll appreciate just what 1t
was that tickled the old warriors
fancy!
The tip had been broadcast for
more'n two weeks that Immediately
followin' THE Stars Family's" big
party. which was held the night De,
fore, the kids who delivered and sold
'.papes" would be feasted and feted.
and jedged by the outpourin' that con-
gregated in front of the buildin fully
two hours before the proceedins got
started, the information distributors
sure done a swell job!
They came. they twitched. they
shouted. From the pussy-willow
swamps OF the Eastern branch to the
rollin' hills of Georgetown Heights.
from the green grassy plots OF Cleve-
land Park to the sandy dunes OF Fog-
gy Bottom. they blew IN: an ng ssniiba .ha ; ;
would send them to their mutton.
and so great was the excitement IN
the neighborhood that Capt. Brown.
over to No. I. finally had to shoo
couple of coppers around 10 keep
things in order!
Every .Nation" Represented.
And what a gatherin' it was! Italian.
French. Roosian. Scotch. Irish. Ger
man Scandinavian and just plain
Anacostian was mixed up in the
outlay. but once inside the big hall
and the band had struck up Amer
lea" II didn't take binoculars to see
that way deep down In their little
rough-shod hearts there was just one
O. course, Circulation Manager Gait
Burns was here. there and every,
here and once he give the signal
to "oid BIZ" Shonberg to let the
elevator shoot. If you'll believe me
to be the skipper, there was some
k'Fa Rushin' 81 % Col. c. Fred Cook. and
Henry Hartford, at the door. the
iiYtie rascals made bee-line for the
hinge tree in a cluster and 1t was
oniy after some turrible tall coa1in,
ali hands viewed the sights IN any
TJp and down the bridge in front OF
the tree they scampered. and when
Carl Herman Braatz, from down 10
Central Union Mission, who took the
part of Santa Claus. was discovered,
bedlam broke lose, and the problem
they sang. they cheered. they re-
heated on presents doled out by
Father Braatz. and when Mister
Burns announced that ice cream
would be served. the Associated Press
workers rushed up to help save the
What did the boss say. Skinny
anxiously cried one little freckled
face rooster" to his buddy.
Dive for Lunchroom.
'He says, Ice Cream!" came back
from the questioned. "I-o-e cream!
Did va ever hear it bee-fore-i-c-e
cream!" And with that the two made
q dive for the 1unchroom!
"This is me ninth plate! snickereo
another little pee-wee. as he literally
buried his face in q huge dish Of the
frozen delicacy, "and I amt even
started"
And they got away with sixty gal
Ions.
Nothin' pleased the KIDS more than
a impromtu song and dance pulled for
their special benefit by Frank vii.
liams, the genial superintendent OF
The Star Cafeteria, and II Frank don't
show up for work today I'm sure
nothin' will be said-he danced until
tired!
, rung, and the tired and stuffed little
workers, Uttered with presents, re-
luctantly found their way to tho ele-