Evening star., 1924-07-17
THIS AND THAT
BY e. T.. TRACEWELL.

Seventh street:
If there are any children in Wash
| ington suffering from non-assimila-
tion or similar ailments, they care
fully keep off the busy thorough
fare splitting northwest washington
with a hum of business.
Such fat, healthy looking young
sters as throng Seventh street are
the best evidence in the world that
the land is not going to the dogs.
Their elders, too, are chubby.
Skinny people shrink from the ordeal
of passing up and down this thrIv-
ing way. Everybody looks well fed.
Even the dogs.
Banana peddlers, lemon mongers,
old men,, old women, young fappers,
old flappers. small boys, small girls.
snorting automobiles, changing street
cars, carts, horses, dogs, shoes, drugs
and birds,
Nutrition is the keynote Of Seventh
street
Now the spirit Of our streets is
a subtle thing. 1t is not easy to find.
and. when found, it is difficult to tell
in SO many words just why one street
seems to stand for one thing and an
other thoroughfare for something else.
Ninth street is a busy place, but
nutrition is not SO apparent upon it.
There is another factor that strik es
one on Ninth street.
But Seventh street beams.
Its amplitude is like the bosom Of
old Mother Earth. 1t is u downright
honest street, without any pretense
or monkey business. The rich ride,
the poor walk, and those in between
both ride and walk. Nobody lags on
Seventh street.
Keep up with the procession. :.
Whether you are hurrying on really
important errand, or just dawdling
along looking at the things in the
windows, hurry along!
Dawdle with speed, if you expect
to dawdle at all on Seventh street.
/ is a hot morning, and much work
remains to be done before the dusk
settles down with that peculiar haze
known only to asphalt streets.
Take a stand here on the corner.
The dark skinned banana merchant
has a stand there, too. He deals in
take stock of the fruits Of the spirit
An old hunchbacked woman. her
face lined and scanned, passes by.
Even she looks we'll fed. Plenty of
bacon and corn bread.
With swish q long limousine
draws up to the curb, and a large
lady therein goes through various
motions of parking.
Watching a woman park a car is
one of the delights of the modern
gods
She wears a hot looking black cape,
he ff
the car, makes for suffocation. No
wonder she seems anxious to get out.
She turns the wheel, cranes her neck,
threatens to put the banana man out
OF business, slides forward, SkidS
backward. comes to rest.
1t is done! Whew.
= =
Here comes a girl with bobbed hair.
l like girls with bobbed hair. How
about you? But this girls hair isn't
bobbed right Something is the mat
ter with it 1t sticks out funny.
Wonder who barbered her.
What a pretty girl in simple blue
checked dress.
school days. school days.
Good old golden rule days.
Not single, solitary sign of NAL
nutrition, either.
That small boy there with the big
cap carries that big paper bag care
fully. 1t must contain a new Sunday
go-to-meeting hat. BY George, 1t
does.
Uncle Sans post Office truck warps
to the curb. Down the gang plank
run three carriers, their sacks full of
letters and papers, while the driver
Here is a sample of governmental
economy TO delight the heart of
Dawes. Somebody ought to tell him
about this. so he could be on the
lookout for it when he comes back
to Washington. The same wagon
that collects mail transports carriers
to the beginning of their routes.
Now the car drives oA- but the
suspicious glances this way. Must
think an inspector is checking up!
Bad fellows, those inspectors.
Tinkle, tinkle, tinkle. a yellow
dog, fat aud sleek. like everything
resounds to the key Of c. Here is a
tip to the District dog tag bureau:
Give out the tags according to the
musical scale. Then dog fight will
sound like a jazz symphony.
y x x
Oh, see the pretty girl with her
shoulders sticking out,
See the fat old woman in apron,
mans trousers, and mans panama
hat, dragging a load of lemons along
in a cart.
Lemons are selling for Is and 10
cents a dozen today, the signs tell the
sour world.
Women. more women, all carrying
short, stubby parasols. Umbrellas
always have been too long in the
shaft. anyway. When is some inteli-
gent bumbershoot manufactures going
to make d sawedoff umbrella for
men?
More bobbed- hair. There goes
colored girl with bobbed hair. There
goes the banana merchant No, there
are no customers.
A man weighing $50 pounds stops
on the corner. He is the most ample,
the best fed, the one with the least
signs of malnutrition on all this long
street He must be the king of
No. he is a member of fire com
pany, on his way home. Yes sir,
those airplane fellows have to take
orders when to so up, and when 10
come down. Yes sir, it certainly is
hotter than the devil today"
x X x
Real bobbed hair,
In a car which has just drawn up
to the curb sit two beautiful children.
Why don't some of the women take
the little ones with them to the
beauty parlor, and say, Cut mine just
like this!
Two fat ragamuffin children stop
to look in at the silk-clad little ones.
The rich children look out with
wonder at the ragamuffins, and the
ragamuffins look back with wonder
at them. This is mysterious world.
folks.