Evening star., 1926-03-07

ing through the grounds holding be
fore him jOnquil as yellow as sun
shine and with one spear on it's stem
He must have seen in the blossom
something more than a flower bought
at a florist shop, for he held it before
him as an acolyte carries a candle.
The woman stopped peanutting the
squirrel to look at the rapt, stately
moving figure. but the man paid nc
attention. The jonquil might have
been magic wand that was visionine
TO him other jonquils that had bloomed
in his garden of the past.
You never can tell what wonderful
thing is going on In the heart and
soul and brain of any man or woman
YOU pass on the great road we are all
travelling ogether-especially man
who goes marching through a silent
place OF trees with buds on them-car
rying flower as II it were a blessed
candle-but the woman was sure OF
one thing. for she said. confidentially
TO the squirrel:
Say. Bun. there goes a brother OF
mine"
And then child's voice:
Mister. won't you please gimme
that f'ower?"
For q little girl, chaperoned by a
nurse. had skipped around a path
And her plea aroused the man into
"A smile Of every day kindness. The
Noungster had reached up an expect
ant hand, and the man gave her his
jonQuil and passed on to wherever he
was going. But he wasn't marching
And the woman, with a memory of
her own for jonquils, went back and
back to an ancient farm, with its
"burying ground" in a jungle of gold
en- yellow that lay over the long-agO
made ridges In such prodigal bloom
that only handed-down reverence could
tell which had been ancestors and
which had been slaves
And by that time the little girl had
pulled the jOnquil into yellow bits and
everything was over.
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THERE is Washington man who
was born on the gilded heights
of Vanity Fair. From college he
jumped into a diplomatic secretary
ship abroad. and from birth to date
has had no personal contact with the
class that fiction dramatically calls
the other half"
A little while ago he was home for
q brief visit to a sister-married to
one of those splendid, vitally impor-
tant beings who make science what it
is today, but whose income compels
her to order her own marketing and
drive her own car. Don't YOU feel
sorry for poor wives like that? But
don't cry over it, honey
One morning the man accompanied
his sister to Center Market. and as he
waited in the sedan voice drifted
through the window, that was open to
the near -balmy air:
II soak my bones in cold water over
night. Then / add in my ingrejentS
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The young diplomat turned aston
ished eyes outward to find two healthy
looking young women with their mar
tet baskets on the tagging beside
them. And he kept on looking, for
the woman who had spoken had to
give way for the other:
Don't you crack your bones before
putin EN- on to boil? And | always
add coupler red peppers-and I take
out my marrer an flavor il with
dash of horse reddish
My land. woman. what you want
with red pepper an horse reddish in a
stew children gotta eat? There's never
no seaSonln' in my house, 'cepn salt
for young family like ourn. Course
] like high season'n' myself. an so
does Bob. but. as he SAYS to me- Name
we don't want our kids to grow up
Wantin' eXcitements. GIVEN pepper
an mustard today an they'll be hunt
in bootleggerS tomorrer. It won't
hurt us to do our own seasonin'-''
That's right. Name. amer guess
We'll be that way, too, when baby gets
through with craWlin'-but all | gotta
do now Is to consider my husb'n-an'
the way he squirtS ketchup an them
hot sauces that come in bottles over
his, food is sumpn fierce ] get up
hungry from the table lots of times
because Joe has sprinkled the dinner
~ hot / can't touch it. but as | say
10 myself: If he wants it that way
u g all right, seem what a good pro-
wider he is an how hard he haster
work for his money Amt many
husb'n's like Joe-an' he sure loves
his marrer on p'tatoes.
Naturally. the diplomats bewildered
story of women who cooked their own
hones was explained by his sister. who
was entirely familiar with the recipes
gwen. except that her own scientist
preferred a drop of tabasco in his
nnd he seemed to see in the incident
a something like. say, finding a couple
of the pearls that had been cast before
those biblical swine.
sounded deuced queer. YOU know
Only thing / could make out was that
eacn woman was doing something
mat some one else wanted wit thout
considering what she liked herself
non believe In that sort of thing:
doeSn I pay. you know. though | sup
pose II must he a virtue of some sort 8"
SO rich In this worlds treasures that
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