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Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, December 18, 1921, Image 86

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Copyright, i?21. N. Y. Trll>uu?\ Im*
Trade Mark K*g. I'. 8. I*att?nt iwtlcc
Grandpa and Grand
ma are looking after
the children t i M
church is over. It's
ii busy morning for
all parties. Jennie is
pretending t hat
Grandpa is Jennie,
and that she is
Grandpa. In the
next room Talbot and
Grandma are playing
at shooting bears.
Grandma, imperson
ating the bear, has to
lit on the floor to be
shot at.
What the poor minister has to look down at all morninjt. The lady
in the center in wonderine if ?he put net over the old Canton
crcpe. and had it dyed, etc.. etc.
"Now, Daddy! You're skipping' Go back and begin again where Princess
Cross Patch met the little dwarf!" Daddy who doesn't care much about
reading aloud all Sunday mornine. has tried unsuccessfully to put one over
on Edie May. Edie May knows the book too well.
"Mom! Can I go
down and get a ba
nana?" The Sunday
morning late rising
means very little to
Edward ? and not
very much to Ed
ward's mother.
The Sunday morning
trip to the door for
"The Star"
and then back to bed
Rir/ht?Cousin Garvin
has arrived much earli
er than was expected
for Sunday dinner, and
has been handed a
wine glass* of home
made wine?much as
you hand a baby a
rattle to keep it
amused. Cousin Gan
vin can have the
recipe if he wants it
?two dozen potato
skins, a raisin, some
yeast and half a gal
lon of mulsified oil,
etc., etc. After the
first sip Cousin Gar
vin wonders whether
he will go blind, or
just be awfully sick.
Son of the house, with a borrowed cane,
sneaking out for a morning stroll.
Of course there are people
who like to think of Sun
day as a day of peace and
meditation ? church bells
ringing, choir boys caroling
and all that sort of thing.
There are people, however,
who hnve other ideas about
the Sabbath. Statistics
show that to eighty-eight
out of every hundred wives
Sunday morning is just a
convenient time to ap
proach the lesser half with
the honeyed words "Dear,
would you mind looking
over my bank balance and
my check stubs and seeing
what's wrong?" And there's
usually a lot that's wrong.
Sunday strollers. Time was- when two simple
jrirls were wont to wander hand in hand down a
shady lane on Sunday moi-ring. There aren't as
many shady lanes as there once were around a
city, .so Gladys and Zoe do th.'ir strolling near the
state road, where al any moment a big RoMs Ro.vce
or a Packard may Rive them a lift. Says Gladys
to Zoe. "And he says to me, how'd you like a
platinum wrist watch? Can you e-magine him
saying that to me! Well. I says to him 'An' who's
going to give me one, my mother?' " (Shrieks of
lauirhter from Gladys and Zoe).
Breakfast in bed?showing in this instance u very sleepy male on whose
manly chest a loaded breakfast tray has been deposited by the little wife who
can't be delayed by the breakfast things any longer.

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