Evening star., 1932-07-16
THIS AND THAT
BY CHARLES E. TRACEWELL.

"Out of it?" questioned the mystified
Jones. why, you have whole window
full of them
The clerk looked annoyed.
Clearly he regarded the customer as
lacking in that business perception
which any run-of-the- customer
ought to display, at least once In
awhile
Il can't take one out OF the window, ~
said he. in slightly lofty, and what
Jones took to be somewhat superior,
tone Of voice.
"Dou you mean, said Temp Jones,
that the window is locked?"
The clerk smiled, as elders some
time do over the foolish questions of
little children
II can't open that window until 6
O'Clock" he said
1t was then 3 pm
Templeton Jones drew a deep breath
preparatory to making another attack
You are perfectly willing to permit
a customer, with cash money in his
hand, to walk out of this store abso-
lutely unsold, then, when you have the
article in stock?"
The man realized that there was a
catch in this somewhere, so he wisely
remained silent. The customer is al
ways right, of course, except when he
Is very, very wrong
Jones departed a sadder and a wiser
man. believing that he knew at least
one key to the cause of the depression,
after all
The man who sold him the clam was
perfectly willing, and quite able. to
reach into tank and remove the crea-
ture. He put 1t into a cardboard box
with little sand and water.
Jones took it home, installed it. and
waited for the water to be cleared up,
clamwise
The water did not clear up in the
least.
All that did happen. and the very
first day, was that the much -lauded
clam died, eaten out of its shell by the
goldfish, interesting ascals, who
seemed to rejoice over their deed Ma
ture is queer.
Templeton Jones told himself, Il told
you So and waited for a few davs.
hoping that some sort Of modern mir
acle would result in a Qualification Of
his pool from deep and deeper pea
green to crystal clear
When nothing of the kind happened,
Of course, Jones visited the clam en-
porium again. and told the man how
the goldfish had eaten the creature
They sometimes do" replied the
merchant. cheerfully. Try a couple
Of these he went ont, indicating a
level bed of sand
Il bury them beneath the sand" he
continued. They seem to do better
there"
Jones wondered how they got at the
water, there, but he said nothing In
stead. with perfect modern supineness,
in the face of a good sales talk, he
bought two clans
Once home with them. he took them
to the pool, and tenderly placed them
on the sandy bottom
"You ought to like it here said
Jones to- the clans.
BY evening they had completely dis
appeared into the sand
Well thought that optimist, the
fish wont eat them, anyway. That's
something
say "sumpin" He hasn't heard Amos
an Andy but once in a year, and
prides himself on IT. That once, he
admits, he enjoyed. Jones is a per-
fectly fair man.
For three days the clans stayed sub
merged in the sand. but on the fourth
day, evidently having got their bear
ings. they stuck an edge into the waters,
and proceeded to do bit of clarifying
In day or two the water in the
Templeton Jones water lily pool cleared
up. and it has remained clear to this
day Jones admits it. and he Is far
man, willing to give every clam Is due.