Evening star., 1946-12-05

tell you about last night. Henry came
| home after a busy business confer
ence at q football game the bet on
Georgia Tech, by the way) and while
| we we're holding q sale OF the few
belongings we have left, the phone
rang. It was Buffalo, N. Y. call
ing and some one asked Henry
why he wasn't there yet-as he was
scheduled to speak before q lot Of
Buffaloes on December 2.
So when Henry realized that he
was scheduled to speak In Buffalo
some IL hours hence, 1t became
more or less imperative for us to
get him on his way to Buffalo.
Henry's Birthday, Too.
quickly got out the ironing board
and pressed his "go-to-grange-meet-
ing" suit, cranked the car, put kero-
sene in the headlights and started
for the station. We happen to live
In an odd bit of the country where
drawbridges can hold you up. It
seems that most of the boats that
have been built since 1920 decided to
go through the drawbridge all at
the same time. 500, my beloved
missed every train he could have
gotten to Jacksonville, and old
Mother McLemore had to climb into
her linen duster and green galze
veil and drive him to the airport.
I always call myself good sport =
but II any one could have heard me
cussin' on my 125-nlile drive back
from the airport, they might have
had reason to disagree with me.
After all, today is Henry's birthday
and had spent the last few days
rushing around trying to get every
thing that Henry likes to eat. !
went SO far as to get two whole
coconuts and CRATE them up by hand.
My fathers cook massacred two OF
the handsomest hens I've ever seen
and was ready to brew them up
today; but no, M'sieur McLemore is
traipsing around up In that there
cold North country. II he runs into
Admiral Byrd I hope he gets his
autograph for me. There Is nothing
that I prize any more than I do my
autograph book. have such sig
natures as Ulysses s. Grant. Com
modore Perry, Commodore Mary
Pickford and Pfc. Paul Revere.
This has nothing whatsoever to
do with this column. but after all.
/ am not columniSt, o newspaper
woman, or a writer Of any sort, 30
I think it's my privilege to fill UP
space with any little old thing I
can think of.
Meets His Teacher.
Yesterday, one OF the tallest,
widest men I've ever seen came 70
call on me and he introduced him
self as Henry's English teacher In
high school. I guess the feeling be-
tween us was mutual, because he
certainly didn't think much of me,
and Isfeld myself in until he drove
away--and then shouted at him
questions / had wanted to ask him,
such as, IF you were Henry's Eng
lish teacher. why didn't you teach
him English??? As far rs know,
he knows less about English than
any human I've ever metil!!"
know the man didn't like me
because when I came to the door
all dressed up in a worn-out pair o1
shorts. a shirt with holes in 1t. and
barefootsd, he asked If he could
| speak to the lady Of the house
When I told him I was 1t, he die
come in and look around. but he
talked about Henry all the time
and never said one admiring word
about the fact that I had just put
some new polish on my toenails
He was above looking down, anc
my new toenail polish was the only
thing I had to endear to anybody
Hey, do you know this column /,
done!! Hot dog! Snake hips!
Nanny! Cats &whiskers! Jumpin
jellyf1sh!
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