Evening star., 1923-10-28

bAb4 snuSSleu III HIS iiOtHSA .
n arms street car, yesterday
~ morning-was kept quiet by
one of those pacifiers that med
ical authority bans as destructive to
the lungs.
Across, sas q young man-along
about twenty-sucking at a cigarette
holder, because he wasn't allowed to
smoke the coffin nail that the same
lung Iinguists claim win put him
deep under, where coffin nails belong.
The baby, having fumbled a hand
from It's silken mitt, showed rosy
pink e-gers.
The young mans fingers were OF
the rancid yellow that had come from
rolling his own"
If you had stayed aboard that car
for the whole morning you would
probaly have come across the nVe
other samples of the renowned seven
Ages, though, of course, you Wouldnt
have bothered to do thing IKE
that
Which shows the superiority OF
Shakespeare to street cars-to say
nothing of the cost of tokens:
TWO men, who have kissed their
forties good-by, share an apart
ment together. Each has income
enough to swear by-or at-accord-
ing to ones financial view of in
comes, and both are what last-cen-
tury Artemus Ward used to call liter
ary fellers. Being of the oomrade-
ship that only those who have lived
and travelled and joyed and suffered
together know anything about, you
might call them Damon and Pythtas,
come again-only neither would an
swer to the name-but anyhow:
Damon came home late the other
afternoon; told Pythias he wanted
TO be to himself: locked his door and
was seen no more until next morn
ing. Then he came out looking as
white and shaky as If he had been
fighting the whole table of deadly
sins. And as smiling as IT he had
'o1d man he said. by, way Of ex-
PLANTATION, ''I want whole sirloin,
six orders of French fried and two
quarts Of black coffee, That was all
=. the satisfaction poor worried to-
death Pythias got until that night,
thing that Went something like this:
The doc. had in a specialist-big
gun from Pittsburgh-and when ne
told me there was no hope, | came
away like a dead thing moving by
machinery. 1 don't know how l got
through the night-went insane a
bit, / reckon-but when dawn aAe
I went to the window to see II the
sunrise would give me back any OF
the feeling I may have had as to the
existence of that power we call God.
l had lost it in the night. The sky
was gray, and a rain had beaten the
mulberry leaves to the ground. l
was taking it for an answer, when
the old gray alley cat Jumped down
from the fence and began crawling
over the leaves to get at sparrow.
AS I touched the window, to lower
1t, the old fellow sprang up, gave
me a look, flashed off in less than a
second, and at sight of it my brain
went on a rampage: There was a
half-starved cat with ears so keen
as to locate the source OF slightest
sound, while l, an intelligent human
being, was doomed to hear no voice
of earth-YeS, I'm sure L went IN
sane, until
"It came to me, somehow. not
through my everyday brain-my soul,
maybe-that only an inscrutable In
telligence could have conferred so
great a gift on so lowly creature
and as that Intelligence could not
possibly destroy a human beings
happiness just for the fun of seeing
him suffer, why-there must be
some sublime and beneficent reason
for my punishment, and it is up to
me to play the game. If you see
the janitor first, tell him that cat
belongs to me-"
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yICTORY. is not always to. the
v strong-with special reference
to very small Ann, who has just
demonstrated fine brand Of courage
though she isn't old enough to
pronounce it just that way.
The other night she went to a show
with her parents. They had a lovely
time down to the minute when they
reached the door of their apartment,
nd hat raifhar