Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1931-02-08


bored society debutante," ex-
planned the tall, handsome young
man to the pretty girl in the luxurious once
cit shall seek to relieve the monotonous ex-
istence of the shop girl, taxi driver, mani
curist, store clerk, and SO forth. 1t snail seek
to make more enjoyable and happy the careers
of countless folks who have hitherto been de-
MED the finer and more glamorous phases OF
life. In the final analysis. Romance, lncor-
porated, while not exactly matrimonial ou-
reau, shall seek through the avenues OF ro-
nance adventure and mystery to find the suit
able wife for the suitable husband, and vice
versa"
The young woman, name of Gale, successful
applicant for secretarial position, respectfully
Vouchsafed as the dictator paused: Il recently
read where Miss Cecilia Braithwaite daughter
Of Stanley Braithwaite, the famous hnancier,
claims that true love cannot bloom and reach
fruition in the Staid confines of office or fac
tory she further declares most marriages are
the outgrowths of propinquity narrowed en-
Vironments and dumb following of the line OF
least resistance. She says that romance, the
factor that helps to find the ideal mate, has APP
parently ceased to function in this machine
made impersonal and matter-of-fact exist
ence."
The lady is eminently correct" Endorsed her
new employer, name of Sands; land thatSre-
minds me of another contention made by Reg
inald Merrivale son of Augustus Merrivale, the
well known railroad magnate. This person as
severates that romance has opportunity to
flourish within the depressing walls Of indus
trial marts and that thrills of heart and body
are sensed only in the enchanting South Seas"
THE speaker was interrupted by a timid
knock on the door of Romance, Incor-
porated.
THAT is our first client, Miss Gale" happily
prophesied Mr. Sands; and at his call plainly
cIaI roff1 lad
II seen your ad in the papers," she said,
flushing, land thought I'd like some romance.
Nothing ever happens where I work-over and
over it's the same old things. I think might
go crazy soon. And so I'd like to buy about
about SIS worth of romance"
The purveyor of that commodity took down
the callers name and occupation. which were
Sadie Kolnski and waitress. Now, Miss
Kolinski," he asked gently, what kind of
young man would you prefer to have partici-
pate with you in sensational manipulating
TOmance?"' .-
"what kind have you got2" she naively
queried.
To this Mr. Sands smiled tolerantly and as
cured her the partner would prove suitable. He
added: Next Friday evening at o'clock
which is dusk, attired In your best clothes, you
will walk by that tall willow tree in Central
Park When opposite you will drop your hand
kerchief That is all, Miss Kolinski. Romance,
Incorporated, will attend to the rest and as
sure you you will not be disappointed in your
investment"
After the departure Of the waitress another
tap came on the door, and an athletic young
man entered. He said his name was Smith
Henry M.-worked in a garage where all the
time the girl stenos and clerks up in front
were doting Buddy Rogers. What Mr..
Smi liked nice, quiet girl with no
fooliShneSs about her. Am willing" he stated
bluntly, ito pay even 500 to meet the same,
and under exciting circumstances that can
show my real manhood and courage and pave
the way toward having home and children
of my own"
"A laudable ambition, Mr.. Smith," approved
tbs head of Romance Incorporated Follow
these instructions and realize it: Next Friday
evening at o'clock / want you to be stroll
ing near the willow tree in Central Park. If
you happen to see anything that calls for an
exhibition of real manhood and courage, obey
that virile inclination"
THE third person who came that Monday
morning to take advantage of the novel
services was a Mr.. Emmerson Bates thin,
middle-aged gentleman with expensive clothes
and very sad eyes, All Mr.. Bates saw and
knew, it eventuated, were things pertaining to
humdrum business, morning, noon and night;
and he willing to pay a generous sum
whereby he could relieve the drabness with
some adventurous incident, in which, he diff
fidently suggested there might be a lovely
young girl
"Your repreSsions and thwarted desires, Mr.
Bates" sympatheticaly voiced Mr.. Sands, will