Evening star., 1927-10-29

Dear Sir: Though I know some
swear words. but don't say tncm.
more than once have thought
them. even so. | couldn't help but
Snicker at your realistic description
aneut the noise attending the delivery
Of milk. My very spirit could have
been directing your pen, SO parallel
were my suftcringa to your printed
word.
Now. can't YOU write much
needed word against tWin.brothef
nuisance. the house Jo-house can
vasscr? What woman without a
maid but could say she has expe-
rienced all these plants. world without
end? The baby Is teethinG, is espe-
cialy fractions today; but after a
hard battle has been settled for his
afternoon nap. A sudden rap on the
knocker makes the mother say to
herself, If | keep quiet. maybe they II
go away But not this canVaSSer'
He. or she. gives another sharp
rap. The baby stirs. frets and
ali but wakes Torn between calling
out of the window, What is 1t,
please" or risking another rap. a
noise rivalling the new multiple ma
chino gun is enacted at the door and
then baby's nap is off, till some other
day.
"Or, ones cake has just reached
the vital point whore one moments
neglect will cause, a confiscaton in
stead of n creation. Enough clatter
has been going on in the kitchen SO
that, not satisfied with a lombard
ment at the front door, a canvasser
with sharp hearing is bringing up
the attack from the rear. PeerinE
in at the kitchen door and inhaling
with audible shifts, he endcavors to
make himself solid with some happy
remark, such as There are still a
few old fashioned women left who
can make cake better than mother
ever made it.
"My water has been drawn for n
shampoo and | am about to lower my
head into the basin. y rap on the
door. q hastily donned dust cap to
hide my disheveled locks and instead
of the friend expected at this time
the ice making machine salesman is
there. A cold blast of air blowing
in on me in my thin house dress
makes me think less of ice than any
thing he might mention. After as
suring him I'm the lady of the house
tmy dust cap giggled-I heard it l
fidget first on one foot, then on the
rival machine, hoping to discourage
his eloquence-'tis only grist to the
mill. He tears that rival machine
apart in front of my eyes, shows me
what an awful dumb.bell l am pre-
ferring any machine other than his
own, my dislike for his methods
mounting with each word. And the
next day, when I'm just plain tired
and want to sleep, even if it is in
the daytime, the phone rings and
my ice machine friend is telling me
some of the things lie told me yester-
day. plus many more he hadn't
thought of before. Why isn't there
a heavy penalty against soliciting
over the phone or at ones house
same as against a stick up man any
where? l thank you! A. l.. b.
X X X II
seems to have been on the increase
in Washington during the past five
years, is at once a nuisance and A
bore. Prosperity has brought him
forth in f1ocks. Usually he is a neat.
appearing young gentleman who is
trying to sell a product he probably
never heard of before this morning.
He is spurred on by fabulous tales
of one Jones, who went into that
| neighborhood yesterday and made $10O
in 100 minutes" 1t is that easy. All
| one has to do is to go into a neigh
borhood of the well-to-do middle class
and begin to ring doorbells. After
that the sales take care of themselves
Further requisites, however, which