Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1926-12-21

Dear Sir: I am a busy woman
not in the springtime of hfe--and fire
| quently at am. l steal a little time
from Morpheus TO read the papers
always turning to This and That
Your articles on flowers are alurine
and altogether l gain pleasure and
| instruction from your articles.
| PERHAPS I am taking a liberty, but
you cannot leave your admirers in
doubt about Templeton Jones. We
| will not stand for it. | am woman
OF strong will and determination, and
when | make up my mind to do a
thing l usually accomplish it--but
mix little Judgment with it-which
you must confess was not the case
with Templeton Jones, and l have
known just such men.
Had he not strength sufficient--in
reserve--to take the trip across the
country without that terrible cup of
coffee?
Now, sir, did he take the bus?
What would l have done? l would
have used common sense and have
taken the bus before l was all tired
out. What did Templeton Jones do?
You have started the story and your
readers demand a finish. Very truly,
Mrs. r. M. c.
This seems to be Ladies' day" in
the letter box. Here is another:
Dear Sir: Your articles about Jack
Spratt have made him one of my
friends. And when one lives alone in
house where dogs, cats, parrots,
etc, are not allowed Though Chinese
nightingale enjoying himself In an
enormous cage luckily has not been
banned), it is help to be able to
know so intimately the pets of other
people.
INV bird Is a delightful little fell
low, very handsome, with much wis
dom and more than much curiosity.
I have fully decided that he reasons,
for he will stand on a perch, look
about and decide just what style
flight he will make--then quickly
dart over one swing. Theg' he will
decide possibly to go over two swings
at once, distance of 2 feet. Again
he may decide to start from the same
point and go in the opposite direc-
ton. When he wishes to fly straight
up he has to take special aim and
then dashes directly up-over 2 feet
and has never yet hit a wing tip
against the cage, though he doesn't
waste a half-inch of space In his
effort to stretch his wings as far
as possible, and his movements are
quick as flashes.
THE reason for this letter. how
ever, Is to express appreciation of
the fact that you also have the power
to amuse. read your column to-
night Ceiling how one kills time when
he wakes up too early. and actually
laughed aloud. To me it is the fun
NEST thing since VIII Rogers letter
from Russia, and to have made even
one T. B. w. relax to the extent of
laughing aloud Is an achievement.
Do 1t again. Sincerely yours.
Mrs. f. L. j."
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A Maryland lady who works in
Washington reproaches us for slap
ping a stray cat that bit us:
Dear Sir: AS one cat friend to
another. / wish to say that 1t is not
so much Jack Spratt in whom / am
interested as the alley cat After
all, what else was Jack himself be-
fore he acquired home? I've always
felt sorry for the poor cat that was
slapped. After waiting outside in
rain and sleet and snow, a delightful
warm room had come to him--and
he appreciated 1t as only cats can.
He only had a cats brain and he
could not speak as humans do. All
he knew how to do when he thought
he was about to be deprived of his
home was to bite. He had no time
to reason about it as cats sometimes
do, and he knew no other means of
protecting his rights in his newly ac-
quired and much priced domicile-so
he bit-7and then, the slap.