The Washington times., 1924-09-02
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HOW I BECAME AN AUTOMo-
BILE CONTEST JUDGE.

HOW / BECAME AN AUTUMN
BILE CONTEST JUDGE.
Labor Day dawned bright and
clear. Through the fogs Of sleep
the telephone tinkled.
''How long do you think that
vacation of yours lasts?' inquired
the city Editor, with no undue
display of welcome.
"IIl be right down." Ye Ed.
replied.
No sooner had we arrived at
the office than 1t was determined
by forces over which we had no
control that we were to be a
Judge at the automobile parade
in Congress Heights. And when
did 1t begin, we asked, being q
stickIer for detail. At 2:30, we
were authoritatively informed.
Five minutes date, as usual. we
arrived at the scene OF the great
community carnival, for the bene-
fit of a public swimming pool. A
II OOAANC6L was Olkg anu
Jack Mullane was pushing the
crowd back begging the frenzied
onlookers to give the hard-work-
ing contestants little elbow
room.
Finally we cornered, successive
ly, Majordomo ~Newcomb, the
Reverend Professor E. e. Rich.
ardson, M. D. (who is not only
minister, but professor and
medico, in addition to being pres
ident of the citizens association;
Bill, George, Doctor Richardson
Of the C. a., and George Yeat.
man.
We were herded onto the plat.
form, and the speeches began.
DAYS WALK
The glory Of past, present and
future Congress Heights was
treated. with yelled references to
Labor Day, by Monte Sanger,
Bill, George Doctor Richardson
and Mr.. Havenner.
We, being the only one left
on the platform, ducked behind
the piano, just as Doctor Rich.
ardson turned around and re-
marked" Well, / suppose that's
all, as far as speeches are con.
icerned. for / don't see anyone
else to introduce" Saved, was
our mental comment.
The automobile parade was
postponed until after the BAH
game, which was now waxing
fast and furious in the back
ground, a stones throw from the
hot dog stand and country store.
AS the sun showed in behind
a formidable cloud-bank, we be-
came impetuous and urged
Doctor Richardson to let the
show begin before the rain. But
he was gently obdurate. Jesse"
James and "Sir" Barton by the
time had gone, so Ye Ed. was
the only newspaperman on the
grounds until "Snub" Pollard
came along. During this period
of inconsistencies, we wandered up
to the Alabama avenue bakery,
out hot rolls to cash customers
with the speed Of bridge
salesman.
At last the parade got off, and
by this time Mr.. Hoyle had
joined "Snub" and Ye Ed. as a
judge. After long and serious
consideration, Ye Ed. announced
the awards to rhe gaping throng.
and the applause over our
choice would have been deafen-
ing, IL there had been any,
AS 1t was, we were conscious
that the hour was pretty near
Z o'clock, and little enough
time remained for. an evening
engagement. II the show had
been any later, we would have
missed seeing Larry Rubel and
Sam Schwartz and their friend,
whose name sounded like Mr..
Mischa, and also young Bob Va
Toilette and Miss Washington,
ETC., later that evening.
This reminds us that Larry
wrote US something interesting
from Chicago while we were on
our vacation. The cat will be let
out of the bag at later date.
Tomorrow: The Great Vacation
Diary! All about salt sea air,
man-eating mosquitoes and 1,001
cures for parboiled shoulders!
Profusely Illustrated!