Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1929-01-20

gone up in ashes. Such fine sifted
ashes that even the Treasury could not
redeem. It was this way:
"A bunch of us boys at the office
have lunch together every noon, and 1t
| was my turn to buy the coffee. One of
| the fellows came up to me, as hap
pened to be standing near the anneal-
ing machine, to pay for his share, and
| as took $40 bill from my pay en-
velope the machine whirred the money
from my hands and before it could be
rescued was cinde-ed into pinch of
gray dust"
AS the woman's knowledge of what
an annealing machine might be was
/ limited to the man in Mort d'Arthur
| who was 'housled and aneled and had
all that a Christian man ought to
have" she kept quiet-which is always
wise thing for ignorance to do. But
by that time it didn't matter, anyhow,
for the mans little grin had come back
with the sigh left out:
II only lost $40, anyhow, for the boys
| insisted on chipping in for the other
half"
All of which would be nothing to tell
about, of course, except that it shows
how regulation coffee may be trans
! figured into the cup of kindness of
Aud Lang Syne" vintage-a cup that
had for its strength and aroma the
| chubby friendliness of a bunch of good
| fellows for comrade who had lost
out, and you know know-everybody
knows that friendlinesS is most Won
| derful thing!
AS for the woman who was in search
of lemon yellow sky. she might pos
| stbly-just pcSSibly-have made another
story AS Hudibras said before Kip
| ling and, doubtless, Adam, first OF all.
X X X X
I0NE customer in millinery shop was
hard to please. A polite clerk had
taken nearly every pattern shape from
its stand, and finally held up for in
spection the new bell model with
pompon at the left brim.
II don't want hat that wears
hustle on the side. I don't mind the
money, but I have to have something
suitable to my years"
The clerk mentioned that older
women than the customer wore these
hats, but the compliment failed to work
"YeS, I've seen them. That is the
main reason I wouldn't be caught in
one. I'm no groteSque to be going
around in bobbed skirts, specs and gray
hair"
How do you like this? It's the new
aviation cap, with ear flaps and chin
bands They are all the rage"
"Uh, huh and if nv husband was to
see me in one he be in rage,
too. For goodness S. what do you
call that one?"
The clerk had presented a model
that wasn't close-f1tting, exactly, hav-
ing the historic puffy crown and ripple
of velvet for brim-all of plum color,
with a cut-steel buckle near the front.
This is the Henry VIII-something
entirely new-from England"
II see. But If that is the eighth I
pity the other seven. Haven't you got
| any sort of hat suitable for mid
dle-aged woman who doesn't want to go
around looking silly in something too
young for her and who isn't old enough
| to be her own granny"
| And it seems as if, in case there be
such a mode in existence, milliners know
| it not-which shows the folly of grow
ing old to wear youthful style-and yet;
| We do everything on earth that we
can to keep from dying young!
X x X
| MAN is a mystery this side of the
AFA wedding ring But married women
know him, all right. Here's one proof,
to go by:
Two fiapperish matrons were discus