Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1927-02-06

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IN going inside
ana ask"
This venturesonne plan was nipped
by Pa, who obviously WAS man who
aimed to keep clear of trouble.
''Nemine hon it's just one of them
things that is made to look pritty
without beiu' no use at all / never
seen one before and tn be in my
sixties come March. Let's e"
Hon was doubtless an obedlent
wife chat would do credit TO any man.
but obstinacy must have been her
strong point for as she was about to
move on she reached out for infor-
nation to another woman who had
Paused for a once-over of the silver,
jewels, beads and souvenirs.
Excuse me, lady. but could YOU
tell me what that thing that looks
like a big butter knife. with a gold
handle, is good for? Me and nay hus
band have been Wondern.'
The other woman. about TO pass on.
paused with the helpful announce
ment that il was a pie server.
"A pie server. What's pie
server"
"Why, to cut your pie with''-and
with a friendly smile she was on her
way.
The woman from the country
turned beWildered eyes on the man
who will be in his sixties come March.
And the man shook his head-which
seemed TO be a habit same as Jove.
CNote-EXcuse mistake. JoVe didn't
shake. He nodded9
Seems like a rice. accommodation
Lady. but she don't know what that
thing is for any more than we do.
ID never try to eat my pie with a
blade as big as that-regular knife
suits nae.
That's what I say, tpo, Pa"
And as they passed Socially out Of
the incident, a listaner-in by the shop
door knew that for two good and
worthy people on OF the niceties Of
modern society had been invented in
vain,
HE WAS really beautiful young
man, dressed in party clothes.
And he had just locked an office door
after arranging his work so that he
wouldn't need to be on hand quite so
early in the morning. You can't
dance the night out and be at your
desk on the dotted time, so to speak
all we young buckos know that, Bub-
bling with the JOY that was in him, he
fairly Skipped down dusky corridor
hut tumbled into an ancient char
woman who was doing things to the
tiled flooring with a long-handied mop.
lie flung out q cheerful greeting--too
J adj that people had 10 be old ana
labor. instead of going to parties--and
the ancient one answered his greeting
ii kind. She apparently wasn't worry
ing over lost youth
step a little one side. subj
10 git wet-soapsuds is mighty spotty
ca h-aek-an don't run into that pile
er trash.'
Thanks Too bad you have to be
messing in water and trash this time
Of evening"
"Thas all right. sub. Trash is the
commences thing there is When you
come down to fac's. you can't git rid
Of ii nohow, because eY'ything in this
worl ends in trash of some sort You
can't have parties an fine clo'es or
warm furnace heat 'thout rag bags an
ash barrels and gyarbage cans has to
follow after This worP is made up
of dirt, an when we dies that's what
we all tu'n to. Amt that SO. subj
There is one thing lovable about the
average, healthy youngster--he is al
ways debonairly sociable with age,
that asks for no more than a minute
Of his care-free time.
you talk like d philosopher, old
Iady-you better hurry through and
so home and fix yourself hot sup
per- ...
''Thanky suh-an' I boun' yous
goin' out for u skylarky time, ar
won't go home until mawnin huh
huh-but | druther have my good
resful sleep
lie chuckled good-by and was off
and the ancient one went on with her
work with a dizziness helped out with
an old tune crooned 10 herself in the
minor sweetness that nature has put
in the voice of her race.
She had attained TO the state that
youth will never understand until
youth grays into old age
Compensation.
X x x K
TWO men who have kissed their
40s good-by share fiat to-
gether-in a big white apartment
house uptown. They are what last
century Artemus Ward used TO call
Literary fellers, and between them is
the comradeship of those who have
Travelled and jOyed and suffered to-