Evening star., 1927-04-17

not going 70 leave this city" Said
Mrs. f. Suppose something hap
pened and we should miss that train
at o'clock?"
TT WAS finally agreed that they
l. would take a sightseeing, bus on
Pennsylvania avenue. At 1 O'Clock
they set out with q carload of. other
nomads for tour Of the city. Necks
turned simultaneously, as though Oh
pivOts, as the guide pointed out vari
Gus notable buildings. embassies.
statues. monuments and the homes Of
America $ great and almost great.
'On the right ladies and gentle
men, the home of the Secretary Or
State, shouted the megaphone man.
"And on the left"
Charles. we have only 40 minutes
| to make our train" cried Mrs. Fill
bert, as she peered at a street clock.
Trina, that is only a painted clock,
said Mr. Filbert, soothingly. George,
take your feet off the seat across the
aisle and listen to what the man up
front says"
ION the left, now. ladies and gent,s
man." continued the guide. "is the
home of the Secretary Of the NAsv
On the right. the residence OF tAt
Third Assistant Postmaster Gc1$aFal
We are now approaching Dupont
Circle, and / want you TO pay particu-
lar attention to that large house on
The corner. in front of which you will
all note, | am sure. police booth.
That, ladies and gentlemen. is the
temporary White House, the residence
of President Coolidge. Notice right
here on the right"
Dc -,
George fiattened his nose against the
window.
II hope YOU are Watching your
time. Charles, urged Mrs. Fiber.
Il am going to get out of this thing
in few minutes, even if you want to
ride all around town and miss the
O'Clock train back to Municipalville." "
In an agony of misery. Mrs. F'ilbert
listened to the guides patter. as tht
bus wound it's way about the city
Time was fleeing, in fact, even Mr
Filbert was growing bit restless
The sun was sinking lower over tbs
Virginia. hills.
Somehow. though, Mr.. Filbert no
ticed that he was once again in IA
miliar territory. Yes. they were rum
bling through the Capitol Plaza. II
knew they were near Union Station
Just as the man with the megaphone
began to describe the Capitol, Mr
F'ilbert rose and rnotiOned TO him
If there were no objections could he
and the Filbert family get out? Why,
of course. And did the megaphone
man have the correct time? Ger
tainly. $50 pm.
Well at any rate, they were only
a few minutes from the station and
could walk there I'm time to catch the
train.
AS they were starting across the
Capitol Plaza, a distinguished looking
gentleman passed slowly by. Attired
in frock coat and a black Western
hat. he presented a unique, not to say
appearance.
Charles, I'm sure that must be A
Senator or a governor or something"
whispered Mrs. Filbert.
Shall | take a picture OF hftn?"
asked Mr.. Filbert, and answering his
own question in the affirmative, he
took steady aim with his camera, and
snapped the shutter.
Come now, George, we must
hurry 10 the station" said Mrs. Fi1.
bert. I'VE have just time enough 10
take the train home" Together thev
FASTENED toward the station, arriving
thsre just as the bus from which
they had alighted a few moments be
Tore drew up and discharged its
human cargo, which happened to be
destined for the 4 o'clock train,
That night, the three Filberts were
speeding home in the day coacn
dreaming with mingled emotions 81
the National Capitol,