Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1930-10-23
''Down That Lonely Road"
Young Woman Whose Life Ebbed as She Wrote
Thirteen Cigarettes" Left Empty Purse.
Funeral Plans Pend.

| "Hovering on the brink of poverty
soon loses all Semblance OF the pic
turesque and grows very trksome In
deed, particularly when expensive tastes
and a fair for spending compl1cates
matters. Carol, at the moment, had
| few copperS in her purse and nothing
really to look forward to except the
| impossible settlement of large ano
small debts. That financial status
might have reused the fighting blood
Of q huskier vitality, but served only
to overwhelm poor Carol quite COM
pletely.
Humdrum Routine.
IF one demands the pleasantly un-
expected of life, and likes the knack OF
arranging for joyous events, only To
find series of whirlpools circling
rapidly from the crest to the depths, II
Is disappointing, to say the least, and
If even trifling pleasures can be OBJ
tanned only through persistent loyalty
In the execution of humdrum routine
duties, nine-to-six sort of existence, II
rouseS a perverse in nature, such as
Carols, and a black mood Of rebellion
conspireS to blind utterly even the in
stinct of self-preServation.
Inspiration was necessary to Carol
as much so as the constant goadlng IN
dispensable in getting beasts OF burden
to their destinations. She learned To
con it from many sources, books ano
strangers and abstract beauty: Inc
supply gone, she was like a mechanical
toy with no one to wind lt-poWerIeSs'
"'Lazy-I fear I'm incurably lazy.
unite worthless in fact she unused. IT
was too bad, for people really expected
great things of her, until she, too, was
Sometimes convinced, but nothing came
of it-only this sorry end, that APP
preached as each tobacco-1lled cylinder
dwindled into gray ash and blackeneo
stub.
"She had done reasoning out Of the
possible effects of heredtty, environ
ment, individuality and incalculabie
circumstance-they were so hopelessly
tangled in a knotted mesh, an eminent
psychologist might well hesitate 10 un-
ravel the skeins.
"'Too much purple and yellow in the
color scheme, was Carols whimsical
verdict, upon visualizing an untidy bas-
ket of interviewer threads OF varying
hues.
"'I must be strong in going was
uppermost in her mind. I have gained
nothing by lingering SO long-and only
done others harm-caused them tncon-
venience, worried the few who have
shown concern. Lacking strength for
noble deeds, this Will offer part COM
pensation. a forfeit to subsequent years
that promised similar cycles OF non
achievement
Voices Farewell.
upon second thought, If should
fail but that was too terrible to
contemplate She wouldn't consider II.
Farewell to all the Intellectual
dreams and aspirations. beautiful and
impracticable, glorious and non-exist-
ent.
Farewell to friends-she had only
been q burden to them, often stupid
and misunderstanding their motives,
not troubling to see from their point
OF view.
Farewell to relatives, to whom most
of her actions had been inexplicable.
Farewell to her brother, whose
esteem was unwavering, who needed
her support, and whom she was leaving.
Farewell to them all-no remorse
now-only regret.
How slowly they were going. There
were eight of them left to mark the
passage Of time and few details cry
ing out for attention-they would fill
the last moments.
now C1lcIIupy LLlc ClOCk oOuIIlCO,
as though pleased with itself for playing
so important part in reckoning Carols
oblivion. 1t will not have long to
wait, Carol. wonder?' was the natural
query.
Perhaps I am writing drivel and
silence were better, but 1 want them to
know, even the bit that will be COM
prehended-it will be of little moment,
and soon forgotten, anyhow she ended,
wondering If that were true.
THE dog-eared phrase: Survival Of
the fittest' All, but do not belong in
their ranks, for have failed completely
and they will go on. I wish them well.
Look down-look down, that lonely
road the hacks all dead in line:
"'Some give a nickel; some give
dime. to bury dis po' body o. mineP"
Miss ellis grandfather, Delaney Gill;
is an illustrator with the Smithsonian
Institution, and lives at the Rutland
Courts Apartments, Seventeenth street
and Riggs place. Her uncle, William H.
Gill, an engineer with offices in the
Transportation Building, Seventeenth
and H streets, is handling the arrange
ments for the funeral.