Evening star., 1923-11-25


with pencils, shears and paste pots.
with pipes and Gigs. shirtsleeves and
q daily apple from the basket man.
to help the whirl along. were just
SO many ordinary men wrapped up
in the work that was going on. with
the fat little envelope II stood for-
and the rest of the world go hang:
but you were never more mistaken III
your ltfe-for why?
In the vast room there Is posi-
office, with its piCeonholes stuHea
with mail from all over everywhere
except for one empty box that Is
pathetically neat--bccause news
room box should never. never looR
that way 1t has been like that 10:
two years now--and you would
think that the boy whose name sun
tops 1t would have gone out Oh tne
lives of his once-was fellow workers
which would be another big mis-
take--for:
There Is bulletin board. Some
times II shows letter from gar
liant buddie who Is fighting Il dragon
more cruel than the one st. George
had to deal with. being the difference
between myth and the real thing
And always, and always. there are
letters. magazines and the like, GO
Ing from the vast room TO heaith-
giving place In the south.
A little while ago, this huddie. once
with every nerve on trigger for the
first breath of news. wrote the boys
whimsical mention that he mad
never seen or heard radio
And in about switch or that
rams tail you know about the vast
room had provided set with an
extra loud speaker" so that all the
shut-ins might also enjoy the run
They knew it would please theii
buddie to give pleasure to others
The whole lot of them are that way
AS to the box itself. while 1t may
be empty and lonesome looking, IL
isn't q hopeless box. understand. De
cause 1t knows-it positively knows
that some day It is going to be
choked up again with mail from all
over everywhere-becaus
Its owner VIII be back again. with
a typewriter before him. and story
to tell.
\ DITCH was frinEed with Ia
"A borers hunched back comfort
ably while a street car crawled over
a track Most Of the gang were
laughing. jesting brown men. with
sprinkle of lighter faces with
foreign eyes One of these was
wizen-faccd youngster, with blackest
curls morped under his rag Of .
folded bit of newspaper and was
looking at the picture of movie
sta. lady with love-hunger eyes.
The rhapsodic expression Appealed to
a fat man who stood waiting TO cross
the track:
Hello. Hamlet. whose your lady
friend7"
He was such friendly fat man
that the youngster took off the cap
nj ya1
his head. Then he answered in Eng
lish with an accent that 'mateur
readers fondiy believe they ran i'm
itate. and that no one on earth could
spell
II picked thees peecture on the
street She looka Ike my sweetheart
who lceTes in Naples.
Memory IS powerful magician
The wiZen-face showed teeth OF the
whitence" OF snow. peaks and the
beady eyes became midnight suns.
Then the car passed and the Ia
Sorrrs swoopCd hack to do things
with piriiaxes. Thr fat man who
had lu,,c-d in the Ir;n"" of Denmark
when the occasion salled for Romeo
crossed the track: the hoy kissed the
picture and put it back under his
zap. and
That being all. there is nothing
more to he said.
X + 4
TWO women were conIaDplhS III d
i street car. They were nice,
everyday women with honest red
hands that showed for housework
and general air OF being entirely
satisfied with themselves and all
their belongings. The one with the
cord bar stuffed W with buyings
tore a hol" in one Of the bundles to
show Il gli,npte Of blue:
for 1895 marked down from S2.49--
only one to cdStomer-hts me
grand"
MY. but you are lucky: Name!
Takes all my money to keep the table
going-just think, when We were
married you could get all the pork
chops you wanted for cents
pound and now look at en-"
Dreadful. amt 1t? Say, did you
know Sues got married at last? I'm
real glad, honest am. but I'm afraid
IL won't stick. My husband says
Bob's awful gay and he only married
Sue on the bounce because his girl
turned him down-How old do you
guess Sue is?"
"Oh, thirty-five, anyhow, but, Lor'.
age don't count. Look at how men
treat wives that are heap younger
than what they are-lIook at poor
little En-, wasn't cold In her grave
before her husband married that old
And they get along grand.
Say, have you seen Mag since
Sat'day? She's worked up something
awful about having to be witness
at the Blank trial. tell her 1
wouldn't go IL was her"
you gotta"
Not me. All got to do, is mind
what my husband says, and l amt
bindin' myself down to tns'-Sut
em by teliin' stories right along
Nobody can't get nothing out OF little
Name Say, Dase, whynt you come
around and see our new porchI It's
grand to be buyin' your own home
Funny you don't buy steader rentin'.
well, Lou says its cheaper on
accounter the intrust eatin' into you
all the time"
s400 and pay $50 a month into
the buildin' association for twelve
my land. you might be dead ot,y by
that time-stlll we ,5 might na,snhors Try II some
''%TmM oThat's s's 50, Name. We got the
crankiest woman next door-nice,
body around .gettin' sick. but. dont
you know. shes shes ones !hss mem ret as hn mueh
right to be President as man."
"Lats Of 'em like that-still. 1
don't know as I blame 'em for
wantin' to be q senatcr-Td love to
be one my ownself. on accounter the
presents they get for nothin'-pocket.
books. and scissors and perfumery
AM
IT know: my husband had friend
who worked for a senator - my
land, woman, we are passing our
stopi That basket of yours looks
like your husbands goin' to have a
mighty fine dinner tomorrow. You
sure are q good provider, Name"