Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1926-09-12

his last cent. But-funny! II could
only get q snap of him. .-..
The two other young gentlemen
must have pictured, each according to
his individual Imagination. the humor-
Gus effect of q disreputable picture on
the nerves of a sensitive sinner after
he was sober again, for the chuckles
broadened into outlaws.
1t didn't seem to occur to any of
them that the oldish gentleman who
had given his influence to the boy and
| saved his father in a legal decision
was entitled to respect. The sight was
just something to laugh at. So they
laughed.
They meant no real harm, Of course
Few Of US do, take us by and large,
but
While it may be true that the mil
lennium Is coming it's a right smart
distance down the road
A WASHINGTON woman, accom-
panied by friend from New Eng
land, has been having q Summer hike
through the Far Northwest. It Is over
now. and the local traveller Is home
with a sheaf of experiences-with this
small one for illustration:
/ The woman from Vermont is a dear
lover Of nature, and after days &C
tivities would hunt around for a porch
to enjoy the twilight and watch the
stars come out. She said it rested her
soul and gave her beautiful visions of
scenes not down on the map. The
Washington woman likes porches.
also. when there are no mosquitoes,
but anyhow
When the two reached Montana,
they stopped. for one place, at town
that you might call gateway to the
Yellowstone Park, only. Of course, it
really isn't, being miles away, and so
chilly for the first two nights that
porch reverie would have called for
FUR coats. The third evening was an
admitted "cool wave." and the land.
lord, with a show OF local pride, men
toned the possibility Of snow. The
New England woman, surprised at a
climate that could carry on like that
In late August, and disappointed at
not being able to enjoy her evening
with the stars, asked the man:
Don't you ever have evenings warm
enough to sit on the front porch?"
And the astonished landlord eiacu.
lated:
What are houses for?'
HERE is a small something that
may account for some Of the
stolen cars you read about in the
papers,:
A clerk In the Government service
bought car, latest edition, at so
much down and SO much q month
until paid for AS he was known to
be or the good fellow" type that has
70 borrow before every pay day, his
FELLOW clerks were naturally aston
hnk
slbillty would make him meet his oh.
legations on time. And it looked as if
the miracle had happened, for the
purchaser kept his sedan in beautiful
order and drove it to office every dav
10 save carfare. One morning, for a
change, he came to work in q street
car, and in answer to curious inquiry
stated that his car had been stolen
while he was at dinner.s He had adj
vertised, and-that was about all he
had to say. But there are always
opinions floating around, and the
owner OF one voiced the experience Of
brother who clerked in an ANTOINE.
bile concern.
Nobody stole his car. He didn't
keep up his payments, and the shop
TOOK 1t away from him. Customers.
Dotn men and women, come in with
S!4o 10 make a first payment. and
after they have been taught to drive
ana get their permit they start ont as
happy as kids. Then the garage. easo-
line and oil stick in their little bills
and the monthly $50 comes around,
ana not receiving the money, the shop
II was bought from takes the machine
out OF the garage and adds it to the
USED department. OF course, I cant
swear that was the how of 1t with
this CHAP, but, knowing his ways. and
seeing the quiet resignation with
which he accepts his loss, and hear.
ing my brother tell of the hun.
dreds OF others who set up a car only
10 nave 1t 'stolen'--well. sir ia ha
willing to bet 81 months salary that
Blanks automobile was taken back Inv
the company because he didn't keen
up payments"
SO now you know,
* X X x
Il you are addicted to cafe snacls
you may be Interested in this menu
which even Solomon in all his glory
would have to admit is something new.
woman was seated at a porcelain
topped table with a centerpiece Of
paper napkins on a nickel standard
and artificial palms at the door. A
White-capped waitress asked for her
order. and the woman answered with
pleasant tranquility:
Coffee and a bunion."