Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1926-01-09
THIS AND THAT
BY CHARLES E. TRACEWELL.

I box with bit of a spar thrown up
| Enthusiastically over one end!
| X x X
The fog brings us the taste Of the
| unusual.
| 1t is the usual that prevails in city
| streets, not more so in Washington
| streets than in the thoroughfares OF
| other cities, but certainly as much SO.
On our streets the usual thing hap
pens, day after day. Routine is so
steady that often we fail to grasp the
| monotony of street life.
| Now and then a fire engine passes,
| now and then there is traffic acct
| dent. now and then some bit of hui
| mainly that draws all hearts together.
| These are the exceptions, however.
Minute after minute, hour after
hour, the usual takes place. There are
| the same old street cars, running
along there, the same old flow of au-
| tomobiles, each so different, yet all so
| alike: the same old shadow creeping
| across the way, the same rush of Gov
| eminent clerks TO get into the build
| ing before the stroke of 9, the same
| old departure at 40 pm, the same
| traffic jams at the very same cor
nerS-
| Always the same. How many street
| accidents have you seen, personally,
in all the 30 years you have been 60
| ing to office?
Perhaps they could be counted on
the fingers of one hand.
AS for being in accidents yourself
why, come to think of it, you have
been riding around for those 80 years
without so much as being shaken up
once
You recall your street car did hit
| an anfOTnobii2 huf Won 1il NOT know
1t until it was all over.
| 1t takes the fog, or Il premature
| armistice celebration, or an Inaugural.
| ton. TO bring the unusual to Washing
ton streets.
so, walking along in the mist. we
| bask in the unusual. Certainly we are
happy to find something to- bask In
| on such a gloomy day! If we can
honestly be said to bask in this gray
ness that has upset our normally, for
heavens sake, then, let us bask for
all we are worth,
| We would like, however. to see the
sun once more. All. how we do love
| sunshine! We never realized II &c
| much as today. when there IS nc
| chance whatever for the sun to shine
THE World Is Waiting for the Sun
| rise" some optimistic person Is whis
| Ting. but we cannot see the face Of
| the incorrigihle one, for he is fully 20
feet away, and this air coating makes
vision at that distance impossible.
The strange fact about a fog is that
the wall which il sets up ever seems
| hut 90 PAGES ahead. If we could sud
denly leap through the air and sur
prise that wall, Then we might be
able to see for distance OF 40 feet
If we could thus catch the fog by sur
prise.
There seems no likelihood, however
| AS we advance, the wall goes back
wards, too, leaving US forever chas sing
rainhows. attempting to push aside
this thick, unpleasant something tina,
restricts our eyes.
We have had enough of fog for one
day. Let us have sun, Fog. fog, &c
away. come again some other day
Childhood rhyme runs through oul
foolish head. We return to our work
and forget the fog.
An hour later We start out the door
and find that something has happened
| We have our Washington back again
The fog has lifted, and there in the
distance the Capitol dome rears its
head TO greet us, as usual.
How blessed is the usual, after all