Evening star., 1924-12-13

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good way to spend the time on the
street car coming down to work In
the morning.
There are other ways, of course, such
as reading a book or a newspaper, look
Ing out the window, hanging onto
strap, stepping on peoples toes. jabbing
them with your elbows, playing Horatius
at the bridge in the aisle.
All these gentle diversions, however.
have decided drawbacks. II you read a
book, the passenger sitting next to
you insists on reading the same text
over your shoulder, which is disconcert-
ing, to say the least
II you, try to read a paper. the blamed
thing Is 30 big 1t gets into all sorts OF
trouble. The part you want to get at
acts as a blanket for fellow !passan-
gers, blocking their light and view.
Once you get II folded around to suit the
prospect of turning to something else
terrifes you, so that you read the same
item over and over again, mile after
mile.
Looking out the window loses Its
charm after you have travelled the
same route, back and forth, for Is
years. Hanging onto strap Is forced
occupation, not a chosen one. therefore,
smacks of coercion, always repulsive.
AS for stepping on peoples toes jab-
bing them with your elbows and play
ing Horatius at the bridge. these enter
tainments appeal only to women, 1t
would seem, and only TO certain type
of woman, at that.
Alas and alack, Indeed. for the pleas
ant theory that all women are sweet
creatures! This kindly theory Is knock
ed into a cooked hat 10000 times day
on street cars, running hither and yon,
throughout the District Of Columbia. IL
is knocked two ways to Sunday, and
completely galley west.
Making mental photographs is the
one thing you can do without lei or
hindrance. without auxiliary apparatus
without attracting any attention.
II requires no camera other than those
two rema markable ones situated IN your
head. You take. develop and print your
pictures at one operation. which is even
better than Mr. Eastman manages TO 10
An interest in humanity is neces-
sary, This need not be-in fact'
should not bean overfowing love
that sees only good. hypocriticai at,
titude which refuses to see evil ana
nretepse and all the other faults
which stick out as plainly as warts.
No. we are not true lovers OF our
kind If we refuse to see all. II we
admit no imperfection, how can we
know perfection when We meet 1t!
II admire the good, how can l
praise IL enough il / have no foil
with which to measure it?
Just as the Inherently mean chill
dren we meet now and then help US
to realize the essential decency of
the average American boy, SO our
realization OF the bad along with the
good aids us in getting true photo
graphs OF men and women.
AS for me. when ] get TO heaven.
and listen to the angels sing to-
gether. I am sure IswiIl be able to
pick out the third angel from the
left, who will insist on singing fat
BY so doing I will be all the better
able to appreciate the loveliness of
the celestial music and the work OF
the Choir Master.
Here on our Washington street
car---to descend faster than did the
archangel-we sit swapping pictures
OF contemporaries.
There Is no click of shutter or ad-
justment for focus. No need to turn
the key to bring the next section of
film before the lens. We take pic
lures today with Gods camera
fact we ought to remember-as we
roam at will in this moving gallery
Our pictures come in like velvet
Here Is the chief-.thick set. gray
hair, red face. blue suit, blue cap
the chief of fire department engine
company. What he has been through
Is all written there. and We take il
all In. We do not miss a fre-not