New Britain herald., 1924-01-26
THE OBSER VER- Makes Random Observations
 On the City and Its People

1 All of sudden a whistling sound
 and then a roar almost sent him fly ing off the chair. Sounded like dog fight or the wind whistling through
 the woods away up north. "Oh, don't
 mind that, said the friend. 'I'll have
 some music in minute or two" Then | came a little tinkling sound. An, it
 was music at last. Visions of ball.
 room came before the Observers eyes
 and he was enjoying himself inn
 mensely when a tweak, tweak, bang
 rang in and he came back to earth
 with 8 crash. It was only the friend, who tried to get the music louder ana
 as a result lost the whole thing.
 A bed time story is announced. "Ah.
 it will take me back to the days of
 my childhood" thought he, The
 story goes along and finally the an-
 nouncer says, Now go to sleep, my
 children, for four or five days and
 when you wake up, I will give you a nice hot sausage" At this the Op- server jumped up, grabbed his hat and started for the door. Its all bunk" said he but a sweet twitttr- ing of birds and the sound of bells brought him back to his place. At last there was real music. The tweak, tweaks had all disappeared. Every thing was calm again and the rest of the evening was spent in music and peace. "Oh what a wonderful way to. spend the end of a perfect day" thought the Observer as he trundled home to his downy bed. He now has a set of his own, and try and get him out single night It can't be done.
 Bill Bump slumped down into his one-arm chair after iunch and gazed thoughtfully at the ceiling. For three minutes he enjoyed his reverie only to have it rudcly broken by the man who likes pie-he was just finishing his third piece-who asked:
 What do you think of Bok?" '~ Tt used to be great stuff." replied Bill. 'I remember I used to drink a lot of it every spring. Will you ever forget the funny pictures of the goats hanging in the saloon windows---"
 No, no, I'm not speaking of book beer. l mean this fellow down in Philadelphia who offered a million dollars or something for plan which would put an end to war; You know the one, the senate is Investigating him now"
 "Oh yes, l know now what you're about. You mean the fellow who accepted big lot of money in connection with that Teapot Dome oil field lease. I think they ought to hang him."
 Bill, you're little bit more dense l than usual" responded the Pic Fiend. You're getting two different cases | mixed up. Box has nothing to do with oil wells"
 That's so. I've got it strengthened | put at last. This Box person is the | one who gave $50, ,000 to-someone with | m idea that could be substituted for and armies. Frankly. I | .hink he's wasting his time. Now peace, like charity, should begin at nome. l think it would be much bet .er if someone would offer a prize to he man or woman whose plan would pest promote domestic tranquility. A ist of 'Don'ts' for husbands and an- ,ther list for wives. There arc certain hings husband shouldn't do If peace s to reign on this earth. t'r eK- lmple, when he's rushing into the 'athroom to shave he shouldn't grab me of the best china cups off the crying table and use it for q shaving mug. Neither should he carry off the test bed spread on a cold night to hrow it over the hood of the Ford. Ind he must never laugh when his vife burns her elbow while getting 'aked potatoes out of the oven.
 "As for the wives they should ek- ,ect a storm if they use their Lord Ind Masters safety razor for shred ling cheese. And a man might be justified in feeling peeyed if his jacket is used on cool day while friend wife is getting the clothes if the line and let's the best pipe fall nto the cement walk below. There hould be an understanding as to how lany bottles she can have for ketchup nd how many he can have for home rev. Those are just a few of>the hings that occur to me just now" |,