Evening star., 1946-10-15

cane. have Asafs MsLsasfe.
been in them before, and nothing
makes a man realize how little man
has done toward conquering the ele-
ments than to get in the ring with
q hurricane.
Oh. he can mop the floors. and
prop chairs against the doors. and
pray that the place won't blow down,
but the praying Is about al that
helps. Rain comes in faster than
any one can mop, and when door
decides that 1t has had enouth OF
lighting q hurricane. it will collapse.
The same goes for windows.
Races to Dedge Piano.
The tirst hurricane was In w&s
in Sarasota, Fla, years ago. ! spent
more than two days dodging the
piano In the living room, which was
4 foot deep in water. As the NC
Lemore mansion-one OF those
boom built babies which was guar
anteed to stand up only long enough
for the contractor to get out Of town
tilted and then settled back on its
foundation--the piano would race
across the door, and then race back
again.
Jean told me today that the hur-
ricane that was now blowing had
not reached its peak, and that the
electricity still was working, and
that she was listening to the World
Series. But she said her compan-
ions Of her perilous time, Cindy, the
cocker, Moano, the setter, and
Flossie, Moano's S-week-old pup,
were driving her crazy.
"Cindy is the worst" she said.
There is q man pitching for 6t.
Louis whose nickname is the Cat
and every Aime Arch Macdonald
or Jimmy BRITT mention him BY
nickname, Cindy growis, then barks,
and starts tearing around the living
room looking for q cat. She has
unset the lamps half 4 dozen times,
turned over the co6ee tables, and
generally raised, we'll you know
what" ~
asked her what the other dogs
were doing. f
Glad Hes High and Dry.
Helping Cindy run me crazy,
she said, and over the phone !
could hear the howl Of the wind.
1T am mopping like mad. The rain
Is driving under the windows and
French doors. T1ossie Is chasing the
mop. With the floors looking Ike
lakes, I can't be too careful with
the mop 30 I hit her with 1t every
once in . while. Like the pup she
il, she screams and howls and yips
Is II she had been killed. This brings
her mother, Moano, sktdding to her
rescue, teeth barred. ready to defend
her against me and the mop. AZ .
result, I am doing little mopping.
I hope you won't mind wearing .
diving bell for . while when you
get home"
I have to admit that ] am glad
that I am high and dry In New
York.
Were in Florida I would about
now be assigned the honor Of going
out In the wind and rain TO the
next-door neighbor to borrow . few
candles In case the lights went out.
How do, I know there are no can
dies In my house? ! just do, that's
all. We are always planning to buy
some candles and q storm lantern,
but we never get around to 1t. !
also would be superintendent In
charge Of placing buckets and pals
under leaks in the roof. It would
also by my privilege to place bath
towels under windows and doors,
and squeeze them out when they
became saturated. Too. I would be
the man tapped for the honor Of
staggering through the gale to the
garage for an inspection Of its doors
and windows.
Keep q stiff upper lip, Jean.
Be q stout fellow, my girl.
And remember, II the house
doesn't stand 1t, and Is blown down,
I was smart enough to take out
some extra storm insurance 4 few
months ago.
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