Evening Star Newspaper, August 7, 1921, Page 62

THE SUNDAY STAR, WASHINGTON, D. C.—ROTOGRAVURE SECTION—AUGUST 7, 1921. The Filipino village style of summer villa, including a guest h ouse, studio house, tool house, etc., beloved of those self-made :rchit;c& who cngt nevyer set ‘eyes on a deserted ice house or band stand or chicken coop without wanting to remodel it into 2 summer bungalow. When the ice house, chicken coo%‘ or whatever it is, has been painted white with green rtimmings and a skylight added, one can always rent it to artiscs. hey aren’t particular, you know. There’s nothing like sleeping outdoors in summer—noth- ing like it! Especially around 5 a. m. when the sun begins to strike your couch and the flies wake up and want to play with you. Mrs. Elbert Darrow, the village postmistress, does so enjoy the Smiths’ Sunday paper. The Smiths can’t understand why the paper always comes a day late and have written the newsdealer again and again. Aboves The snapshot to send home. It’s such a pret: ty pose that Mrs. Beas- ley is planning to send poor, dear, hardwork- ":F Fred in the city. (This_was just before the field mouse ran along the fence.) The much too dressy week-enders who were told to bring nothing but outing clothes. The host is a little afraid to show them to the vil- lagers. “Marsh” and ‘““Bud” have spent the entire week working over the motorboat and when Sunday comes they will provision their larder for a twenty-four-hour run, and start off. That’s all they will do—start! The engine will give up about a quarter of a mile from the landing and they will row back. Next week they will give the boat another good overhauling. Right— “We just thought we'd drop in on you arc give you all a big suz- prise.” The motorists who arrive just in time to get asked to Sunday dinner. “Oh, no,” they say, “we wouldn’t think of staying for dinner. w;e'll j‘ust ludvebl flfl_l?'fl' from the summer resi- of water and be off! dents she will get as a }l;h‘:n E:y ds:znthe‘y“g . remium her choice watch while you have S RNNERRR L e : Some?ncf:;usi:#:m: yvmrbdmneri They end B2 Book for the Pure in ug:_ y eating every- Heart—or The Won- thing in sight. d:on of the Yellow- stone. Right— Miss Lizzie Dibble is out canvassing on sub- scriptions to The Church and Chapel In- stigator. If Miss Liz- zie can worry seven more subscriptions Left— Mattie, the only wash lady for miles around, has gone back on her job. The lodge has elected her delegate to the convention and the neighborhood’s wash will have to get along without Mattie for a while. Left— The four-mile ride from the station in the local taxi driver’s 1909 model. The fare will be Shb—unleu there are 0 passengers aboard—then it will only be $4.75 each.