Evening star., 1923-02-25


England parlor. and ex-
plorers, artists and philologists are
outrushing each other in the making
of books, movies and Sunday 1ea
lures, the chances are that or all 'he
wonder things that will come oil 'ne
performances, the one biggest truth
will be ignored. For how could we
expect ultra minds to bother Win
anything so everyday common as
the human nature that makes d
&c. mummy as like as twins to. say
the plainest sort of woman of today
with this gnat of an IlluStralioii
to go by.
She was pegging at really remark
able copy that the editor would biue
pencil the minute he laid eyes on II
when, all of a sudden, an tnVlslDle
fan winnoWed a long. narrow shlFer
Gown what one valued authority de-
fined as her "spinald colume. Then
the shiver blazed into fiery tran
with wigSles to it. Next came a
round pain, the size OF a dime, that
camped on the back of her neck.
When the dime grew into d quarter
she knew it was time TO tidy up her
desk and provide for emergencies
with a prodigal division Of phono-
graph records among colleagues
around--then she went home.
She knew she was below par. be-
cause OF the entirely new set OF
ahivers that beSet Ter when she
looked cut OF her back window
across the alley to the undertaker's S
back yard. She had become accli-
mated to the raw pine shells that
leaned against the brick walls. and to
the dead basket covered with black
tarpaulin set on the ground to air
and to the comings and goinSs of a
gray hearse and 4 black wagon that
brought hospital and apartment
house dead who We're to be buried
from Blanks funeral parlors." But
the arrival and unlidding from its
case of a coffin with shiny handles
for somebody who would never
know how fine it was made her pull
down the shades and take her fears
to the front room with it's more
comfort ting view OF 4 ton of beauti-
tul coal that had just been dumped
across the way.
But you cannot shove away sinis-
ter impressions when your dear back
is playground for ice and flre--not
to say a single solitary word about
your brain 50 when buddie
woman came in to know how she
was getting along the sufferer
voiced apprehension.
Martha that is a nice under
taker man and want him to get along
but don't let him come near me with
one of his shiny cotfins-and please
don't lay me out downstairs in the
parlor. I want to stay here till the
very last second with my pictures
and the rest of my beloved junk
And 1 hate to leave the poor old
dolls. with nobody to take care of
them
Martha who is as cheerful as a
stream in summertime, agreed that it
would be hard to leave the dolls,
but not to worry:
III put them in with YOU"
oh will you? 1t will be such a
comfort, only-you mustn't! I've got
50 to thinking of them as alive"
That's all right. They will die
when you do
Thank you, so much. I never even
gave 1t thought-and it's such a
comfort have always intended to
have sisters palette put in with me
and her photograph"
No reason why you shouldn't I'll
put III the dolls. and the palette and
the otograph-anything else? I
can pack a whole lot ofthings in with
you"
And that started them to gieling
though neither will ever know brown
halr aEain--and that sent the morbid
fears Elimmcring, but:
why may not big Pharaoh have
said to his queen: Il hate to leave nv
black onyx cat and my ebony gods
and the couchcs and chariots am
used to-and my robes and jewels and
rood, that l have never been able TO
get along without"
So the queen told him not 70 uorry.
that she could pack d whole lot Of
1hhgs IN with him. And 1t was so
done.
just human nature-that inscruta.
ple' sometimes bad. mostly good, and
never Indifferent power that came into
the world with Adam, and will stay
here until it follows the last man "a
wherever he is going on the Judp-
ment day-the longing oe all of us.
regardless Of time or station, to take
with US on that lonely. scary-stranee
Journey something-anythin
mas been part Of US. because:
Because we are afraid To 60 bou.
In the dark.