Evening star., 1925-08-11
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however, that BODIES Ill for the peace
and quiet of the neighborhood.
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Pretty soon more roller skate wagons
appear.
Day by day the neighborhood gets
noisier and noisier tor more noisy and
more noisy-which is itD.
Each boy leads his contraption down
the back path with. all the pride of
the automobile racer turning slowly
into the track.
The worse the wagon looks the
better the boy likes it,
1t Is one thing, of course to have
your father make the wagon for you.
He can do a neat job: there is no
doubt about that. The way he affixes
the rear portion of roller skate to
the axle is clever.
1t is distinctly another thing, how
ever, to make your own roller skate
wagon.
A few old boards, surmounted by a
soap box, and the best part of a pair
of skates will result in a weird vehicle
far surprising any one-hoss shay that
ever fell to pieces in any old poem.
The funny part of it--at least to
their elders-is that the boy who man
ages to work up the worst-appearing
wagon manages to arouse the envy Of
all the other boys.
Perhaps the secret of the matter lies
in this:
That the heavier the woodwork. the
more noise the wagon will make.
Boys are noisemakers.
The simple statement of fact
solves more than one mystery of boy
life-at least for such of their elders
as may not have outgrown their own
perpetual boyhood. although perhaps
they do resent somewhat the amount
of uproar the kids make.
A boy can no more help making
noise than a savage, for boy is, III
essence, a young savage. tSee works
of eminent educators)
Noise comes as natural to him as
songs to birds, barking to dogs,
meowing TO cats, grunting TO pigs,
mooing to cows.
If he can make noise in no other
way. a boy will simply yell out of
sheer eXuberance of spirit.
Maybe 1t is Natures sly method of
developing his lungs, giving him a
good chest for the remainder of his
life Nature seldom comes out fiat
footed with a demand for some ac-
tion because it is good for you,
but lures us into right action with
some offer of sweets
Boys love to shout, scream, holler,
whoop, cry out. yell. screetch. roar,
beat drums, blow horns, bang sticks
on the sidewalks, clash tin cans.
Because they are born 10 make
noises. they love their roller skate
wagons.
A boy on one of these things has
reached the very peak of noisemaking
perfection.
Absolutely in no other way can our
future Presidents make so much
noise in the world.
And the best part of it is-from
their standpoint--that they can keep
II up all day long, and far into the
night too. Mother may get tired of
seeing that ugly thing" in the back
yard, but Johnnie never tires of
operating it.
Father may say. Take that blamed
thing around in the next block" but
that makes no difference TO Johnny.
He would just as leave operate 1t
in the next block as on his own. If
YOU Will listen TO Mrs. Warrington.
Who lives in the next block, Johnny
would a darn sight rather
Time. however. which heals all
things, will put an end TO roller skate
wagons.
AS Summer wanes and Fall comes
on the boys will grow tired of them.
leaving them deserted i'm the base
ment for the joys of foot ball
Thank heaven