Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1926-12-21
THIS AND THAT
BY CHARLES E. TiRACEwELL.

Cats are such sensitive things.
! According to such brains as cats have.
he reasoned that what he thought a
| friend was just something that dis
liked him: that, whereas he had adj
mired and regarded this particular
| object with affection, the object in
question regarded him with aversion.
cats, especially if they are OF the
! Persian ancestry on one side. are
very 'affectionate and sensitive. ]
| once had u large cat of this species
and if, in the morning, I reproached
/ him for any behavior which l con-
| sidered improper, he would immedf-
ately start off, turning to look back
| over his shoulder, after going few
steps, with a glance which said as
plainly as words, How could you be
| 80 cruel?'-and he would never be
seen again until nightfall.
This same cat always wanted us
| to see any game he caught-and If
we were out at the time, he would
| hide it until we returned-sometimes
even burying it.
zone evening he fetched out an
immense rat which he had caught at
| a neighbours. Another time 1T was a
| squirrel, and sometimes it would be
| a rabbit-and he would never eat his
game until he was patted and stroked
and told that he was a fine cat.
"And what did become of Mary?
| You know, characters cannot be Gre
ated and then just disappear. Very
| truly yours, A. 3. l."
X X X #
These letters are interesting, not
only because printed letters are al
ways interesting, but also because
| they give an excellent cross.section
| of the mind of the modern woman,
| the "wage-earning woman" as the
| census reports 1t.
| Flowers, birds and cats--these are
| favorites Of the working woman, as
| they are of all women since time be-
gan. Circumstances alter cases, but
| they do not change the womanly heart
of kindness, the quick love for the
! little, helpless things of this harsh
world.
We intend to preach no sermon,
| however. We find ourself in the
| position of the old Roman author who
| wrote:
Thou art the cause, o reader, of
my dwelling on lighter topics, when
| 1 would rather handle serious ones. F"
Here we have one reader wanting
| to know if Templeton Jones did or
did not take the bus (when he was
! on the second day of his self.im-
| posed 5-mile walk home); another, who
| puts us in class with VIII Rogers,
| and third who inquiries after Mary
Rogue, star-eyed Mary.
Frank Stockton once wrote a
story, THE Lady or the Tiger" a
classic of its kind, in which he left
the reader up in the air" as to the
| outcome, the tale stopping just as
the hero was about to open a door
| In the arena out of which might step
either his lady-love, to kiss him, or
| ferocious tiger, to eat him up.
Stockton never revealed the secret
of this tale, although lady once
thought to get around him by serving
him Ice cream in the shape Of ladies'
and tigers, which the author solved
by taking both, thank you.
We propose to keep Templeton
Jones secret in the same way, If
possible. Did he, or did he not, take
the bus?, Kind reader, what would
you have done, under the circum-
stances?
AS to the comparison with Will
Rogers, we are sure that it will not
harm that inimitable humorist, and
1t pleases our fancy very much. 1t
is, indeed, an achievement to get a
laugh out of Tired Business Woman.
AS for Mary, we have been making
inquiries about her recently, and have
discovered that she has had more ad.
ventures, of a rather startling nature.
"Ser1a cum possim, quod delectantia
malim scribere, tn causa es lector"