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Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1927-04-10
By Donald Ogden Stewart

"Quite bit of sea this morning" 1
remarked.
"oh, so. sou he replied. did yeu
feel it?"
Pennypacker smiled superiority.
laughed.
''Who-me?" / asked.
Pennypacker slipped his champagne.
They say q lot Of people were
SICK he remarked.
ooh, 1 suppose sou I replied. It's
mostly mental. anyway-this seasick-
ness. People imagine they are going
to be sick, and then when the hrst
little storm comes along, like this
morning, over they go"
yes" said Pennypacl<er.
'Why. for instance" began and
then stopped. Mr.. Arnold was enter
ing the room. I watched him with
suspense as his eye roamed over the
room in search OF a familiar face.
whats the matter?" asked MI
Pennypacker, turning to see what was
holding my attention. 'Oh, my gosh.
he exclaimed.
saw us. In a minute he was at orr
table.
"Hello, boysp' he exclaimed, taking
off his cap. Mind If join you?" He
laid his cap on the table.
mo, sir" we replied.
How do you feel now, old-timer?
he asked me. "Still a little shaky?"
why, no." / replied, with as much
OF the "How dare you, sirP' in my
voice as / could decently muster.
'WelI, say" he went on. as he sank
comfortably into a chair. IF you
think you were sick, you ought to
have seen Pennypacker about an hour
ago. laugh / thought I'd die. l
just couldn't help II"
There was a moment Of silence.
"What1l you have to drink" asked
Mr.. Arnold. This ones on papa"
l hesitated a minute, then replied:
IL think III have a little cham
1 v1aarnD cold
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and I'll yamp those old lads into--oh,
not for YOURSELF Her little fists
ctenched as she glared at her enc
mics. IF you two had any babies.
you'd know what I'm fighting forl
I'm not hanging any halo on myself,
but I'm not opening tea fights for
fun--but, oh, Philly," her voice fall
tered. TO think you'd do a thing like
this"
When Philander comprehended what
had happened, his rather weak little
chin quivered. Babs couldn't posi-
bly, have known what courage 1t took
for him to stammer:
II hadn't been informed-you see,
I have no vote anyway. I am not q
property owner. I--er--but / have
purchased tickets for Saturday
and was looking forward to--a--er
dancing YOU
She swept him deep. deep cour-
tesy.
I'll save the first and third and
seventh waItzes, old dear." she said
sweetly, and ran out.
so she calls you 'PhIlly. said
Mrs. Findley. and her tone meant
much.
Gcopyrght. 1921
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NE CROWDED QUARTER SECONDTheyN Life Moven Movie

putting in a quarter second Of first
class movie work.
Take, for example, Hamlet. All the
world knows how the sorrow aecumu-
lates. Hamlet's father murdered, even
before the play begins; his mother
married to his uncle; Polonius stabbed:
Ophelia drowned; Hamlet himself half
crazy: his uncle killed; Yorick's skull
mislaid; Laertes about to kill Hamlet
i'm short, a. quite serious situation.
But that wonderful quarter second
of the movies would straighten it all
out. Try this, for example:
YET EVEN HERE LOVE
SNATCHES THIS MAYNARD
SOUL FROM FATE.
And what do you see? Hamlet sit
ting beside Ophelia--she was not
drowned. only got muddy and since
has had time to waSh--in the gardens
Of the palace; and in another moment
we find, smiling at them, his uncle, the
King, no longer wicked; in fact, he
says himself:
I'VE DIDN'T UNDERSTAND ONE
ANOTHER, HAM"
And near them, playing on the
grass, the inevitable child, only this
time it is Hamlet and Ophelia's. And
you realize that the murder and the
poisoning was only DREAM of one
Of the characters. and that since then
a quarter second has passed and life
has moved on and everything is all
right. And
NEXT WEEK BUGGS AND
JUGGS AN ALLrSCREAM COM
EDY AUTHORIZED BY THE
BOARD OF CENSORS OF THE
PROVINCE OF QUEBEC.
And that wipes out all vestige Of
Hamlet.
* 4 y
But after all, il we call them NOV.
ing pictures, it's their business to
move.
Copyright. 1927
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1927-04-10

THERE are certain great mo.
ments in every ones life---ex.
periences which inevitably
i come under the head of never
to be forgotten There is,
for example, the unnistakable thrill
of ones first love-; there is the
equally unforgettable suspense of
ones first gladstone. And some
where between those two comes the
interesting episode known as ones
first storm at sea"
Storms at sea are divided into I'D
hurricanes, 81 typhoons and 90 ordi.
nary nausea. The first two are rarely
met with On the north Atlantic except
during the Winter season, so we shall
confine ourselves exclusively in this
article to consideration OF the thirds
Ordinary nausea tmegalapropylos'
&Rthmos1. accompanied by gnostrobasi-
dos (vomitingl, is much more common
than one would suppose. Let me Illus
trate this with little story.
John was young business man and
very popular with the boys at the
Office. He had a fine tenor voice and
very little dandruff, and even Mr..
Rand, his superior. predicted that he
would "go far" But somehow John
never seemed to get married. His
friends often wondered at this and
even ''joshed" him about 1t after office
hours. But as years went on and
John still remained q batch" they
gave up trying and took up golf and
tennis with a sad shake of their heads.
John was different"
1t wasn't that John had not tried.
There was Sally-pretty as picture,
with a girlish, impulsive mouth ana a
,.o,. 5S4av- CO 1Ix- aYtir was easily the
talk of the town.. And John was at
tracted. Men at the garage used to
nudge each other significantly when
John appeared driving Sally's car. Old
ladies on porches would put down
their copies of True Sex Stories and
nod pleasantly as they saw John
entering the Martin home for Sun
day dinner. And no one was per-
haps more surprised than John him.
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FAMOUS COTTON GOODS.

Weaving in India divides itself into
two ranches-hand-loom and power
loom weaving. The proportion Of
hand-loom- made cloth to power-loom-
made cloth is fully two to one.
The native hand loom is a most
primitive affair 1t is now the same
as 1t was 80 centuries ago. The old
fly-shuttle looms Of a century ago are
ages in advance of the Indian hand
loom used by the native weavers
throughout India. OF course, there
are a number of fiy-shuttle looms In
successful use in certain localities. but
these are not favored by the natives.
The manufacture Of cotton in India
dates back to the earliest times. In
the Sanscrit records mention is made
Of it 5000 years ago.
Herodotus, about $50 Be, speaks
of the trees Of India bearing as their
fruit ffeeces more delicate and beau
tiful than those of sheep and Of the
Indians using them for the manu-
facture of cloth. From India cotton
cloth was gradually introduced into
Greece, Rome and Sicily before the
Christian era. Cotton awnings were
in the theater at the Apollinarian
games, and Caesar afterward covered
the Roman Forum with them, as also
the Sacred Way from his house to the
Capitoline Hill.
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He took out long cigar, bit off
the end, spit IL out over the side and
replaced the cigar in his mouth.
Smoker" he asked.
mo thanks" / replied.
He lighted the cigar. The ship was
still behaving very badly and /
watched him hopefully,
We'll" he said, after a minute, 81
guess I'll get up a little appetite for
lunch"
II think I'll stay here" replied.
Take it easy, boy" he said. and
with a kindly pat on the shoulder and
cloud Of cigar smoke in my face he
was gone.
A few minutes later began to
feel better. / was beginning TO get
used to the fairly steady up and
down motion of the boat and after
a while / decided to take a few turns
around the deck. On the second turn
/ began to think little bit about
lunch, and after one more time around
| suddenly remembered that cham
payne was said to be very good in
deed for just my particular form OF
misfortune.
In the smoking room found Mr..
Pennypacker.
Hello" he said. "Sit down."
I gladly complied. I noticed that
he was drinking champagne.
What's the matter?" | asked play
fully. "a little touch of the scar"
Not ah ALL" he replied quickly.
won't you have some?"
mo. thanks" I said. equally as
quickly. "Ill just have a good old
Tom Collins.
~ like champagne" he announced.
"It's very good, they say, for sea
sickness" I suggested.
He took off his steel-rimmed spec
tacles, put them on the table and ran
his hand nervously through his thick,
/ blonde hair.
ooh. is it?" he replied. I'D never
| heard that"
/ u lighted a cigarette.
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1927-04-10
RY STEPHEN LEACOCK.

T real life the process OF turning
tragedy into happiness, OF ale
waiting a broken heart, Of start
ing a new life is the work OF
years and the slow effect of time.
Even in a novel it can hardly be done
under fifty pages. But in the movies
they do it in exactly one-quarter of a
second.
The most beautiful thing about the
movies is this rapid way in which,
with a couple Of flicks of the film,
what looked like interminable sorrow
to extend over years is changed into
q new life"
No matter what awful things may
happen to the people in the movies,
the spectator need never despair. The
movie man can fix them up all right
al any moment in one turn Of the
machine.
The hero. for example, gets sent to
the penitentiary for ten years. You
see him arrested you watch the trial
-four seconds), the fruitless appeal to
the governor two seconds). and then
YOU see him put behind the kind Of
prison bars, the toast-rack pattern,
that they use in the movie for the
penitentiary.
A turnkey with a sad face and slow
mournful steps the takes over five
seconds has locked the hero in. Great
Heavens. ten years. to think that his
young lfe--he is still only twenty.
eight--is to waste away for ten years
behind those stone walls: and then,
just as you have hardly had time 10
finish thinking it--he's out,
And quite simple the way they do
II, lust a legend or title, or what
ever they call it. thrown on the screen:
AND SO THIS TIRED SOUL
LEARNS IN SORROW A NEW
PEACE.
Yes, learns 1t and is out! Clear out
Of the penitentiary in a quarter OF a
second. Just by learning peace, I
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NJ RS. PHILANDER MUNRO
N N FINDLEsY, who lived in the
MI dignified house next to the
Bliss mansion, scorned super
stitions--but devoutly be-
lieveeI in signs. She had two of them
at her own entrance, and most of her
neighbors had similar distinctions.
Some Of them merely noted the ad-
dress, others bore elaborate house
names. Her own had spelled out nu-
merals in involved old English letter
ing.
EIGHTEEN RALsTON DRIVE"
AS the drive had been named for
and by--aer grandfather, she felt that
her own entrance was peculiarly dis
tinguished. But the sign on her secs
ond gatepost INDUCED in no fussy let
tering. In very plain type 1t COM
manded:
TRADE PERSONS USE REAR
ENTRANCE"
Mrs Fildley's signs were kept leg
1ble. the sign painter came every year
on the 10th day of May to put on
fresh gliding.
But the signs next door on the gates
OF the old Bliss mansion were blurred
and faded by time, albeit they We're
still rather impressive They We're
larger than Mrs. Findley's and cut in
the shape Of shields. On their upper
portions were faint traces of the Bliss
coat of arms. The Bliss estate occu-
pied 10 times more space than the
Ralston house. In the old days, when
the village clerk allotted house num-
bers, he had counted spaces carefully,
and the Bliss entrance still bore dim
number eight.
A magnificent entrance was that Of
the Bliss estate, with it's towering
stone pillars. ivy clad. and the coat of
arms intricately wrought in iron, Just
to live next door TO it had always made
Mrs Findley feel that her more modest
establishment gained dignity.
But Mrs. Findiey frowned this fine
Spring morning as she passed the
3liss house on her return from a not
altogether satisfactory conference with
her lawyer Her sister Eunice opened
the door for her rs she went slowly
mp the side steps; in the library nef
Iriend-though sometimes enemy
Mrs w Herbert Warrington. was
eagerly awaiting her.
AIRS. Philander put down an old
muslcroll. took off her hat took off
the spectacles she wore on the street,
and slowly adjusted the glasses she
wore for reading. She was so mad
deningly deliberate that her spinstsr
sister cried:
"Well2''
NV dears she began solemnly,
at is not quite so simple as we
anticipated. | went straight 20 the
point. / said to him
Judge Siocum, ! represent a
group Of the influential residents Of
tke Ralston Drive section who are
opposed to anything which may in
any way detract from the hitherto
carefully restricted character of that
beautiful well. you know how curt
he sometimes is; he didn't wait for
me to fnish--he just snapped out
You mean you don't want thar
pretty little Babs Bliss 10 open tea
room next door to your house.
Il explained to him that 1t wasn'i
lust tea that we objected to- Thai
we had learned on good authority
that she is deliberately aiming at at
tracing that gay young set from
the other side Of the railroad tracks
that she intends holding noisy Sstur
day night dances and"
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while he was in there and looks pretty
neat and handsome,
There he is in the same apartment
and on the sofa beside him his wife
the very one that he sand-bagged
in misunderstanding ten years ago
is sitting beside him and saying:
PERHAPS WE DIDN'T FULLY
UNDERSTAND ONE ANOTHER,
DESPARD,
and after that they fade out into one
another's faces and the screen re-
marks in conclusion,
NEXT WEEK GERALD FLOYD
AND THE HOUTCHI HOUTCHl
GIRLS DON'T MISS ONE OF
THEM THE DUKE AND OUCH
ESS OF YORK BOARDING THE
RENOWN,-
and that is sign that these broken
lives are now mended.
In any case, the nlending Of q
broken life is a very simple matter.iIr
the movies. It's q. speciality that has
been reduced to an art. If a movie
character loses husband or wife,
the loss is repaired In one-quarter Of
a second.
For example, here is a disconsolate
movie wtdow--and how charming they
look anyway; I'd like to buy a bag Of
then1--you see her beside the grave,
stanch friend of the family bending
over to console her; the end of the
long story of perhaps 1000 feet Of
tragedy has come to this--this dull
hopeless grief that finds no consola-
ton.
No consolation! Just wait minute
and let that title writer get in his
work. There you are:
AND so THIS POOR SOUL
FINDS IN LOVE A NEW BALM
THAT HEALS THE WOUNDS
OF THE PAST,
and YOU see her walking in spring
- noaro., laas 1.tna s.ad
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self when Sally suddenly announced
her engagement to Winstead Sykes,
rich New York boy.
Then came Edith--stately, lovable
Edith Bonnyclabber. Straight as a
die, quick as cat, firm as a rock,
she combined all that goes to make
up the word woman" And for a
while Johns suit prospered. His
rich tenor voice was often heard at
the informal "soirees." which Edith
gave on Tuesday afternoons during
March in the music room at Bonny-
clabber Vista. And when Edith went
to Chicago TO study chiropody every
one believed that ii was really so
that she could make up her mind
about John. But Edith never came
back.
Years passed, until one day John
decided to go abroad, To Europe.
On the boat he met won
derful girl, girl who combined all
the best features Of Sally, Edith and
Columbia University. The romance
quickened. And then, on the last
night John and Myrtle were seated
on the top deck watching the waves
break over the bow. All the other
passengers had retired. The ship
plowed steadily on. And John sud
denly felt something rising within
him, something which he thought at
first was love. Myrtle" he began
And then the terrible thing hap
pened.
Many young men, like John, are
afflicted with NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS.
tordinary nausea), accompanied by
gnostrobasidos (vomiting), and even
their best friends will not tell them.
Each one thinks that he or she is
immune to this unpleasant occur
renee and you may imagine my own
surprise when my wife informed me,
on the fourth morning of our trip to
Europe, that 1 looked very pale and
that the sooner / got up on deck
the better it would be.
Nonsense" replied, with q
slight gesture, "A Stewart never
gets seasick,"
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THE OTHER DAY

My wife laughed and began to pull
down the washbasin on my side Of
the cabin.
That's just silly" l said.
At that moment the ship stopped
Unexpectedly at the basement floor
and ! leaned a little weakly against
my bed.
This is quite storm. / remarked.
Il think I'll just so out and take
look at it."
BetweA my cabin and the stairway
was long. narrow passa geway lined
with rolls Of fat fire hose. red lights
and signs forbidding me in Dutch and
English to smoke, and for some rea'
son / kept repeating the Dutch warn
ing until / reached the end of the
corridor.
"EIet is verboden hisr te rooken." ]
whispered. as the ship plunged once
more into the depths. "Het is YER
boden-"
At the end OF three or four hours
reached the stairway just as a very
pale nun came slowly down, holding
on grirnly TO the regular club break
fast.
"Het is verboden--''
Finally she rounded the turn and
/ started up. The odor of rubberized
mating was very strong. Several
people passed me, but I did not look
at them. At last / reached the door.
And the first person to greet me as
I emerged onto the deck was Mr..
Arnold.
Hello, old.timer," he called cheer.
fully. Feeling the motion bit?'
"TIet is verboden--"
NO" 1 replied. trying to smile.
''How's the little bride this morn
ing?" was his next question
''Oh, she's all rightr' I assured him.
lie had on q jaunty suit of Knockers,
with a gray cap, and he looked very
healthy.
"Only a handful in for breakfast, ="
he announced happily. Didn't see
YOU and thought maybe"
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ishment wot he he'd to fight in de
Arena a Lion!!
POT TREE
So dey brutt in Hendroclizz in de
Arena wot it hopened hopp durr wot
it hissued futt Lion SO so soon he
gave a look on Hendroclizz so he sad:
"YI VI VII It's you Hendy!! Pssst
take it izzy, kirro--I'll pool mine
ponchesM Jost stuli arond and
cIeenchu Eta boy!!!-Ssshhh!! Icy
now--wait I'll steeck bout mine
cheenm Dots it-----hodder-n''
So was gung hon hall kinds from.
stulling-wot it stodded in to rezz dem
de kraut so:
"FAKEn TROW DEM HOUTTl
Wot's dees--a Siamizz Tweens??m
John d. Rockefeller could leeck de
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bote togadder.l Cat dem a peelow!
A COPPLE TREMPSl FRAME OPP!
HEY-why you dunt merry de goil?l!
HAi HAL Dees is in de besket!.
Look wultz!! Retoin metches dey
looking for, ha?. HO BoYg JASSE
JAMES HE'D A HCSSm 'RAUSS
MITT DEMH PAGE TEX REECK-
It'll, SSSssssss.i ssssss.i 100000.
ooo,I BOOOOOOM."
So it trew dem bout from de Arena
de rafree wot dey was brutt opp on
chodges in de front from de Boxing
Commeesion-wot it explained de
Lion to dem de whole scenario from
de privvious eppenings---wot dey
was rillised wot dey leeved heppily
hever hefter.
Copyright. 1927
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Personally, had seen it quite
little time before. But at any rate his
redemption, am certain, was COM
plete and final, because the next thing
said in the picture was:
OTTAWA ONTARIO LORD WILL
INGDON THE GOVERNOR GEN
ERAL LOOKS ON AT SKIING
CONTEST GATHERING THE
RUBBER ON THE CONGO.
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oh, yes, he's redeemed finally. The
picture is over.
X - =
And / have wondered, too. whether
something might not be done to apply
this wonderful and happy system OF
transformations to some of the older
masterpieces of the stage and itera-
ture. They are too sad. The tragedy
is all right and very interesting, but
it ought to be redeemed at the end oy
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jinial woik yat--Hall l got to do is
lit opp a couple martyrs avery day in
de arenaM | teenk wot III greb it for
de weenter!--S'lo ng---if it esks me
amy body II saw you so I'll say
dem noii HoliVe hoil, hold top! Dun't
dreenk any wooden helkahol!"'
So wan day 1t was seeting Hendro
clizZ alum in de hambush so it smoked
opp queeck by heem, de constable wot
dey brutt heem beck in de front from
de lodge wot it was beeg excitement
in de moose paper wat 1t stoot by Heff
Pee Hay in de column a pun so:
SLATE FLIzZ!
SULDIERs SIZZ!!"
So de lodge hissued hedict wot It
was mitted hout to Hendroclizz a pom
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I leaned against the rail and took
a deep breath.
II can smell them now" ] said
bravely, and the next minute was
sick.
Mr.. Arnold watched me sympa.
thetically.
Feel better, old mani" he asked
after a few minutes.
I closed my eyes and nodded my
head.
You know" he went on, tits
funny I'm not sick"
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1--WE had it in our ROOM" / inter
rupted.
'Say, don't do that" he said. Go
into the dining room for your break
fast. Tell your steward you want
some of those pancakes like Mr..
Arnold has them. He'll know. | ate
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" VANCE oppon witt time was
Z n leeving in de Rumman
| Nv Hempire SLATE wot he de-
| cited wot he'll gonna ron
away. So bing wot dees
was against de luz a violation 50 1t
| smoked hout Hendroclizz in bitwinn
de needle from de night wot he rem
gradually in de woots he should CON
! cilling heemsalf insite from a ham
| bush.
So insite from de hambush he came
| hall from a sodden faze to faze witt a
| frushiss Dist wat it belunged in de
kettogory from Lions. So he gate a
| hexclamation so: cyl vi yi!!!--a lionn"
So de Lion sad: who deed you TUT
! it was-Lon Chaney??"
So Hendroclizz sad moo, so whan
you'll gonna dewower merry
SO de Lion rispounded Him.
geeve a look a hinferiority complax
by you ceety guysil Whooz tukking
from dewoWering Kent a Lion
mitt once from a while bloke witt
out dewowering??p
So Hendroclizz sad "Sure-sure-
of cuss---aint dot wat 1 was joost
saying?? Holy de way-you dun't
know who am--2?''
So de Lion sad: "Dun't I!!-Ha ha
--I saw in de Pust Tuffice alrady
you peecture--witt q twanty-fife dol.
lars rewudd for amy Information
lidding to---Ooops--he fainted!! Moo
pool yousalf togadder kirro. Is
FIo X by me you should steeck arond.
BY de way, could you extracting
spleenter??''
So he hald upp one from de puzz
wot 1t was protrooting in dere henorTs
nous spieenteri So Hendroclizz sad
"Yi vi willow you got dees?''
So de Lion riplite: "Hmmm-
dun't esk,l-Dam don puccupines!!
Take mine teep, kirro-dun't
stotting in to foit witt puccupinel
Rillive me looked like a peencooshion
for a--Ho -Wow----Howteh
----Izzy!! Oooo-----Hoy boy!! Whooyn
Wot a rillif. / was leemping arond
on de f1et tire for wick. Notch
hobliged,"'
POT TWO
So wan day ii came de Lion to Hen
droclizz, wot he sad to heem he sad
SO: Moo, Hendy---l got a huffer
today from a SUIT job in de ceety----~
izzy hours-goot pay----witt con-
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nine this morning. And talk about
kippered herring"
Lets not" | suggested.
Lets not what?" he asked.
"All right ] said. mo matter.
II never tasted such behring's" he
went on. Fiat, juicy"
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must say il ever go in, III learn
pretty quickly.
Yes. there he is out again, and.
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what is luckier still. not q day older;
still only twenty eight. And he's had
time to shave in the quarter second
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Gross Exaggerations From Heestory:
ItPooled Huff HendrOclizz Witt de Lion
BY MILF GROSS.

w VANCE oppon witt a time was
leeving in de Rumman
w Hempire a SLATE wot he de-
cited wot he'll gonna ron.
"a NAV Go hing Sarnf da.as
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1927-04-10
BY LUCILLE VAN sLYKE.

RS. PHILANDER MUNRO
~ N FINDLEsY, who lived in the
MI dignified house next to the
Bliss mansion, scorned super
stitions--but devoutly be-