The Washington times., 1936-03-20
Ways of the Great

ways VI WIG OAC@k
This story is about Herbert
Hoover, once of 1900 Pennsyl.
vania Ave. Two scientists were
discussing in his presence their
plans for a sudden expedition to
South America. Said one:
Perhaps we will have to
leave tomorrow"
Good. I'll hurry things up"
Mr.. Hoover looked startled and
said:
"You don't mean you are
able to make up your mind as
quickly as this?"
why nOt?"
81 don't know why not. Only
my idea of heaven is a place
where you never have to make
D decision"
Gen. Hugh S. johnson is In
town, bursting with epigrams and
energy.
Charles G. Nicholson, ghost
writer and provider of ideas for
many gentlemen of high political
degree, says the Lawd was never
kinder to the Democrats Party
than when he send down the
Liberty League.
Mr.. Nicholson, by the way, be-
gan his ghost writing on the San
Francisco Examiner when the
paper was printing serially Sir
Rider Haggard's orphans Of the
Storm" Something happened to
the mails. Installments of the
story did not arrive. Mr.. Michel
son was told to provide the miss.
ing Orphans with adventures.
Mr.. Nicholson says this was
the easy part of the job. The
hard part came when the rest
of Sir Riders story arrived and
had to be altered to fit the new
habits of the Orphans.
Who the orphans Of the
Storm" of the present Admin.
istration are, I don't know. Un.
less perhaps one is General John.
son. Another might be Ray
Moley.
She drove in a hurry to the
parking lot and the boy in charg
said mo more space, lady" AS
She was backing off over a
curbStone, man rushed up and
waved his arms.
Leave the car here" he said
"I1l put it on the back lot. No
mann, you don't have to wait
for a ticket"
"Oh thank YOU" She said.
And rushed across the street
to the Carlton for lunch.
After lunch, the day being fine,
She walked through Lafayette
Square, wondering as she went
why all American public squares
have that rundown family look.
Soon discovering as She generally
did that "it was later than she
thought" She turned back for
her car.
The parking place was almost
deserted now. But her car was
not there. Remembering, miracu-
lously, the remark of that older
man, she asked the boy about
the other parking lot. The boy
said:
That's our place over there
by the Veterans Bureau"
At this lot were many cars, but
not hers.
"It seems very odd" She said
to the parking place keeper. Il
can't seem t. find my car"
"Maybe it's at that place
around the corner" he answered.
So She went around the corner.
interviewed there three dazed'
looking attendants, who obviously
had never seen her or her car.
Back She went to the first
place. Worried by this time, She
demanded the manager. She
couldn't understand, She said
what had happened. She Ger,
tainly had left her car there
The manager said:
"HOOja leave it with, lady?"
81 think the man had a nous
tache."
Nobody working around here
with a mOuStache, is there,
BiIl?" said the manager.
Bill stopped washing a car and
said not that he'd ever heard
tell of.
"ThiS is most remarkable"
she said. "DO you suppose by
some terrible chance that the
man with the mOuStache could
have been an impOster? You
know, one Of those people who
go about taking cars and
things"