Evening star., 1922-10-29
Heard and Seen

Why does the average woman seem
to think it against the law not to
answer a telephone bell?
This is a mystery, it might as well
be stated right away. A man can let
the telephone ring until it gets ready
to stop. If he has a notion not to
answer it.
A man can remain perfectly at ease
under a bombardment of telephone
bell ringing. He. should worry,
seems to be the general attitude.
But with woman it is different.
No matter what task a woman is
engaged in. if the telephone bell
Rugs she straightway must drop her
tasks and spring to answer it.
Away they spring, as II the law
required that the phone be answered
Immediately, with a fine for every
second lost over a certain minimum
number.
Door bells affect them much the
same way.
But, then, men have one bell fail
ing.
drop everything else to run.
Harding weer, playing the Voice
Out of the Whirlwind in THE Book
of Job" which showed here last
week, has tho distinction of being a
second lieutenant in France who
was given a gift by the soldiers under
him at the conclusion of the war.
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attitude held by most troops to their
second Lutte" He generally is not a
popular fellow.
So when your battery presents you
with a nice gold watch you can feel
as if you have done something un-
usual. Maybe 1t was because you
formed a class and taught ten of
your men how to read and write.
Weer, while having the highest re-
spect for the gallery god" as the
occupant of the topmost seats in a
theater are called, got off good one
at their expense while here.
Speaking as the Voice of Deity, he
is forced to stand behind the rocks
on which Job sits and throw his
voice up into the air. He is not
visible to those in the orchestra, OF
course, but might be seen by some
one in the gallery.
Aren't you afraid some one in the
gallery will see you?" Weer was
asked.
"oh, 1t doesn't worry me-" he
smiled. Some of those who sit in
the galleries wouldn't know God IL
they saw Him.
Few people in Washington saw the
lion cubs at the ZOO" the last OF
which succumbed recently. Three of
them were born to Mrs. African Lion
in the spring. but the mother was
unable to raise them.
After two of them had died. the
keepers finally took the third one
away from the mother and attempted
to bring it up on the bottle.
But they were unsuccessful. for the
last of the cubs was a runt, and he
had to go the way runts must so
take pity upon the weak and the
manned, and help them along life s
way. but Nature does not She seems
to be intent upon other things.
A few people standing in front cf
the wooden box which held the
mother lion and her last cub had the
opportunity one morning of seeing
them both. The keeper opened a
small door in the front. and ratified
an iron bar. seemingly in an effort to
get the mother lion to move.
Then for a few seconds was pre-
scented the sight of great mother
lion. holding in her mouth, by :hc
scruif of the neck, a cub.
1t was a tiny thing, scarcely foot
long. dangling there from its mother S
Jaws. The cub was absurdly small.
and the mother seemed tremendously
large by comparison. The lioness
held the cub high, seemingly as II
proud of her offspring. Then she
moved to the other side OF the box
and they were lost to view.
CHARLES e. TRACEWELL.