Evening star., 1923-09-23
OUR COAL WHAT SHALL WE DO?'
Wallace Irwin $ Letters of a japanese Schooboy
TO Editor The Star who must recko-
nize terrible thing every time Hon,
Coal Man do not come, as usual.


nize terrible thing every time Hon.
Coal Man do not come. as usual.
H EAREsr sIR:--Last Wed
evening, p. m, there elapsed
important meeting of brains
which did not get in the
papers. Sydney Katsu. jr., treasurer,
demand me write you about 1t before
that news get too ripe. So here is:
Last Wed. evening, p. m, the
Japanese Thinking Society meet at
Samurai Hall, 2nd floor backwards
over Steinwinder's Drug & Liquor
Store. Objeck of this occasion were
What Shall we do?"
Arthur Kickahajama. Japanese un-
dertaker, resided in the chair and called
order by knocking, Silences.
1--WE shall now commence think
ing" he explode with Ambassador
Goddess expression. ''In last several
months Conferences has been appear
ing all over America. Yet contrary
to all that, what have been done
about Coal? Nothing, or what? How
unparalleli While Coal Manufactur-
ers Of Pennsylvania have been talk
Ing to very hard coal minors, using
ragged poetry peculiar to Amy
Lowell, Hon. Themammater are freez-
Ing day by day. And so onwardS, no
matter what. When Hard Coal get
settled, Soft Coal commence to harden
and grow fierce. How can our noses,
soup and babies keep warm this
Winter with Fuel Shortage in every
cellar?
Already great nervusness are COM
mencing to be enjoyed. Suicide
among janitors are becoming more &
more fashionable. Last week in
Newark alone 4S janitor commit
hara-kiri by crolling into their fur
naces and freezing to death. Could
that be beat for monstrosity? And
] wish to go further.
please finish where you are" cor
rode Frank Kurio, Japanese insur-
ance. plunging to his feet. Because
you are a chair do it mean you must
remain broadcasting while others
listenT'
81 merely wish to expunge my
opinion" decry Arthur with beetles
on his brow. IF there was no Coal
how could there be some Fire?"
az do not like fires" snuggest Hon.
Kurio. 81 are in the insurance business
for wealth."
Species of sour bull!" holla Karl
Marx Kato. Japanese communist. Now
listen, Hon. Chair! I tell you some
thing intelligent. If had all the Coal
in America
did you ever meet a socialist who
did not require everything for himself"
snagger Kurio like trained herring.
"odor in the courtroom!" yall Arthur
Kickahaja jana, making knock with ham
mer. "If members cannot insult each
other politely let them talk to the
Police and learn how"
CENSATIONS. Frights. Those two
- (2) stand swearing with their eyes.
Miss Kiku-san Japanese cho-girl, faint
straint into the vest OF Harry Sabutai,
emotion picture actor, who she will
marry If he do not look out. S. Sage,
grocer, and K. Euro. barber, say few
mad-dog words about America -got-to-
war too -Iate-and- see what happen. Ev-
erything filed with delicious chaos. I
set beside Cousin Nogi, holding my
thumbs to keep them on. And all this
whiles Hon. Jumbo Fatomato, Japanese
whale e-weight puggalist, remain setting
on 3 chairs where he slept aloud with
several enlarged dinners inside him.
'Tf you cannot behave decently, try at
leastly to be gentlemen" narrate Ar
thur with nerves. Have somebody else
got bright idea that will beat U. S. and
Canada from now on?" -