Evening star., 1924-11-09

think you know all there is to know
of interest about your fair city would
do well not to make any rash ella i'm
to that effect within hearing dis
tance of the strangers within our
gates.
If it came to a showdown, the aver
age out-of-town visitor knows more
much more-about the National
Capital, after completing a sight
seeing tour in one of those profes-
sional. rakish looking rubber X
| fusses that clutter up the streets
than half dozen home-b bred resi-
dents of the city put together
1t seems that Washington is vir-
tually running over with points OF
interest for the edtication of the
bus patrons, and if, on any trip, there
should not be enough to go around
the amiable and broad minded an
nouncerS will even add a point or
two for good measure. There pro-
fessional hosts to the gaping visitors
are nothing if not accommodating.
Many Sinking Duty.
1t is high time that every resident
| of Washington knew his own city
! 1t is "a patriotic duty that every
| parent owes his child, yet it is a safe
| bet that many of us are shirkins
| this duty.
| For instance, Mr.. Washingtonian
| do you know where are located the
Washington headquarters of the man
| who made walking pleasure, and
what his name is?
Can you state off hand the birth.
! place Of the steamed oyster and who
was its papa so to speak?
Would you be able to point out the
! fashionable residence on a promine nj
!
! way, the better to keep the owners
husband at home of nights?
| Did you know that Washington has
| statue of the originator of the
| bobbed- hair fad?
| 1t is conservative assumption
! that you don't. cant, wouldn't and
| didn't.
Native Get Surprise.
A lifelong inhabitant who was con
| fident there was nothing about the
Nations Capital that had escaped his
notice, fro mthe aroma of West Wash
! inEton's gashouse district to the gen.
! tility of the traffic police, and who
| had a compelling desire to see if tn.
! guides knew as much about the city
as they ought, is reCuperating from
! an attack of acute information which
! he caught from an announcer al
! broken out with data of the rarest
| type.
| Disgusting himself as a Milwaukee,
| brewer with the aid of a La Toilette
| button, a blank expression on tn,
! face and a standard Washington
! guidebook under the arm. the vote
! less one handed the driver a dollar
| climbed aboard the 'parlor car and
| gave expression to his ennui BY
| sitting yawn.
| Telling himself no one should balh
| at hearing repeated the sacred his
| torical associations in which our city
| is wrapped, he settled himself com
! fortably in an armchair as the big
| bus rumbled down Pennsylvania
| avenue toward The Star Building
| Steamed Oyster Sanctum.
| The ennui that sought to overcome
( him just about this time was blasted
! into thousand little ennuis with
startling suddenness, however when
he learned that there was at least
one important and solemn fact that
most certainly had given his notice
the slip. Although the scene of his
daily endeavors was but a few feet
away. he had been unaware of the
fact that on the southeast corner OF
Eleventh street and Pennsylvania ave-
nue. the first steamed oyster looked up
| into the proud face of its creator, the
late Fred Harvey.
Well, the announcer had landed a
wallop in the very first round, but one
jolt does not win a battle. so the
Washingtonian eased back in his
| chair and tried to coax back that
feeling of superiority that had first
! been with him.
The official broadcaSter was be-
ginning to warm up the air with
some salient facts about the historic
avenue when the listener-in sudden
ly tuned in on the second shock of
the program in the following an
nouncement:
ITO your left, friends, is the south
ern headquarters of Henry Augustus
Ford, the man who made walking a
pleasure"
The native son loosened his collar
slightly as the sightseeing limousine
umbered through the old hotel sec
ton and Chinatown, and then he
learned something that not only he
did not know, but that many another
young married man could kick him
self roundly for having overlooked
all this time.
MOther-in-Law Plant.
Mr. Benedict, did you know that
there is in Uncle Sans Botanic Gar
den a rare species of plant, which
as the "mother-in-law" plant, which
will render your wife's mamma
speechless for thirty days if you
hand her bouquet of it's invaluable
foliage?
Such was the information volun-
teered by the official announcer. 1t
is repeated here for what it is worth
Supt. Hess telephone number is Main
1920.
Skirting the foot of the Capitol
grounds, the bus entered what the
guide described as "No-Man's Land"
where the Government hotels for
lady clerks" are located. Turning
into North Capitol street, the group
of craned necks headed toward the
Union Station, where the statue Of
Christopher Columbus was pointed
out as a memorial to the first eX-
ponent Of bobbed hair.
Back again, en- route to the Capitol,
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