Evening star., 1926-01-17

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ed TO be n most ~ |4l
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and whose son was = Z~/
killed in France. ~
She bears q for
CiSn name.
Severa. women, il seems. were Ia
fnenting the prevalence of the hip
flask and one of them made the aSsef-
1ion, in the usual talk" that most
boutleggers who have been arrested
bore foreign names. Therefore, 1or
eigners are responsible for today IN
temperance.
SHE. failed TO remember that when
The newspapers published the lists OF
soldiers who died for this country III
The World War, il sounded IKE the
roster of a foreign army. We nave
had TO recognize that we are no longer
u Nation of Smiths and Browns ana
.Ioneses. our blood IS mlllshus Win
he red of all earth.
AS to egging-StatlStlcS seem TO
prOye that il is the foreigner VINO
risks life and freedom to get the stun
that America drinks, The foreigner
wants money and we want booZe.
Money may flow into virtuous chan
nels, but drink means degradation ana
death.
All of which would be foreign" TO
Ihis column, except for woman VINO
stood at a desk-and let me tell you,
,vhen YOU see a middle-aged woman
EDs tremble like little child'S While
she tells of thing that hurt her, why
@--eyen the dove of peace would want
TO fight.
To say nothing Of the eagle.
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CHE looked like a woman who had
~ sense enough to come out OF the
aain-but you never can tell.
And she was stepping out of white
stone building, when another woman
happened along The two must have
heen intimate enough to say mean
things to each other. for the woman
who happened, remarked:
For goodness sake, Maud. what's
the matter? You look as If you had
tried to rob the bank and been caught
at it,
That's the way 1 feel. Ever have
to be Identified"
The woman who had happened
never had.
Well, you may thank your stars:
/ wouldn't go through it again for all
the old bank is worth-thats
whopper, of course, but, honest, Ann.
il was awful. Want to hear about it,"
Maybe Ann did, and maybe Ann
didn't, but she knew what was coming
10 her, so she just looked deeply con-
uerned-you know how women do.
We'll, this morning l got letter
stating that the bank here had re-
t.eived instructions to pay me some
money, and that identification would
be necessary. 1 suppose they do have
70 be careful in general cases, but
YOU can see how absurd it was of
them TO think | would want money
that didn't belong to me. So, came
right down and showed the cashier
my note and told him candidly who L
was. He is a lovely looking young
man, Ann, but appearances are de-
ceitful. He simply turned me down.
Said L must he introduced by some
one known 70 the bank. AS if any one
else would know me better than l
know myself?
Naturally, l resented the reflection
on my honesty, 50, just to show him,
l went to the agent who had sold
1ae a few pinches of real estate at
d dollar d pinch, and he not only
agreed to identify me, but he's going
TO take me in his car to see d dandy
house he is agenting for-not to buy
it, you know, but just to look at
garage and everything
so he identified you?"
They wouldn't let him. Merely be-
cause the cashier he knew had stepped
out that beautiful stone image as
good as turned me down again Told
me to so to Mr.. Blank at the far end.
Mr. Blank looked like a Christian
gentleman. but he wouldn't let me
have my money. Said he couldn't
until somebody identified my man, so
that he could identify me. Ever hear
Of such nonsense? Providentially, "a
depositor came in and my man rushed
him. New man introduced him TO
the Christian gentleman, who intro
duCed me to Il man who made me sign
my name and then passed me on to
q clerk at a desk, who was the only
person in the whole place who trusted
me enough to give me my money
without saying Il word about 1t. l
wish l had gone to him at first
She treated herself to a long breath,
and the Ann woman knew that the
ordeal was over.
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II YOU strike old Heidelberg any Sun
day afternoon in Summer you will
think the town is holding an open-air
carnival with everybody attending.
Streets will be filled with promenad-
erS-family parties of parents and
children. most of them holding hands:
romantic young people walking to-
Gether with a Self-conSCiouS SedateneSS
that tells the world they are keeping
company; young married couples
carrying babies. and such swarms of
boys and girls, skipping and laughing
along in couples and lunches that one
might think that the Pied Piper had
come all the way from Hameln to en-
tice them on. And the Ky will be
blue and the sunshine warm, with the
River Necker flowing by like so much
ripping silver. And you would love
Il all.
AS the afternoon begins to sober
into dusk the little tables along the
street leading TO the old castle will be
filled with men, women and children
drinking beer and nibbling at small
pretzels-all of them so frankly jolly
that one would suppose they had never
heard tell of a war since that back
century time when Louis XIV demol-
fShed the old castle on the hill, and
that all they cared for in this world
was home and comradeship and love.
once YOU get to the castle and
follow the masses through the big
place. its wrecked audience chamber
and chapel and many rooms, with
its near shattered statuary lined
around walls and in wide, gloomy
corridors, you come at last to a
grated gate that opens into a cellar
that reveals the copper tun-the big
EeSt wine caSk in the world, made to