Evening Star Newspaper, March 5, 1922, Page 70

s THE SUNDAY STAR, WASHINGTON, D. C.—ROTOGRAVURE SECTION—MARCH 3, 922. TWO’S COMPANY By W. E. HILL (Copyright, 1922, The Chicago Tribune) Above—THE AWFULLY COR- RECT COUPLE. They are great sticklers for goold form n|nd brocd.- ing. Rumor has it that = e . otec Mrs. Van Wjekloss faint- Right—THE CONTRADICTORY ed dead away at a dinner party PAIR. Mr. and Mrs. Brown are upon observing that a woman deep in wordy argument about across the table had removed her whether it was on the Tuesday gloves much too soon. Both Mr. and before or the Tuesday after (,hnsg- Mrs. Van Wickless are strong on pro- mas that Dagna, Mrs. Brown's pricty, and are constantly on the lookont erstwhile domestic, told her to for something low or coarse in the conversi- shut up. “I know it was the Tues- tion. day before Christmas,” Mrs. Brown ig saying, and adds: “You just say it was the week after because vor want to contradict me!” THE VERY AD- VANCED COUPLE Thora and Sigfried are about six months ahead of all “movements.” Way back in the dim days before psycho-anal- ysis and Freud were sub- jects of conversation hora was even then having perfectly fright- ful dreams and com- plexes and was figuring them out all by her lonesome. And Sigfried i8 just as advanced. He thinks the futurist crowd is just a hidebound con- servative gang. “All these futurists,” Sigfried will tell you, ‘‘aren't radical enough. They're too conventional!” " In Sigfried's latest canvas, cilled “Organs of the Body,” both he and Thora believe that Sig- frie:l has something “ul- timate.” Oh, yes, Sig- fried and Thora are married. They had to. It was getting so bour- geois the other way. Sigfried and Thora are very con%enial andspend practically every second Tuesday in the month THE COUPLE WHO THINK IN TERMS OF THEIR CHILDREN. (They aren't a bit keen on other people’s children, however) Sugpuse amale caller asks Mr. and Mrs. Moisten what they think of the latest dances. Right away Mrs. Moisten will be reminded of that awfully cunnin% thing Braith- waite, the baby, said last week when he saw Rags the Irish Terrier wagging his tail. Braithwaite turncd to his mother and said with such a roguish twinkle in his ey See Wags, shakin'de simmy.” “He meant ‘Shimmy,” ” translates Mr. Moisten when his laughter is somewhat controlled. *‘Pretty good for a kid of two years!” In the accompanying picture little )}znrylil?nc is about to give, with reluctance, a great big love kiss to nice Mr. Sandersdn the caller. some night soon. Mbrgm\ will get in touch with you Wi soon, and you can ar- range abous trains o Lono @’@. someburst.” And that's the D last you hear of the invitation. — ¢°§ THE HOME BODIES. The home-loving couple love their home. They will tell you they love home just as another person will say, “I love my little girl,’ or still another, “I lovethe Baptist faith.” THE DELICATELY CONSTITUTED COUPLE WHO BELIEVE THAT AN OUNCE .OF PREVENTION, cte. On the slightest provocation Mrs. Tuttle will tell you all about her dear Robert's terrible liver complaint, and how if he had waited one month longer before con- sulting a specialist—! With even less provocation Mrs. Tuttle will tell you all the choicest details of her last operation, and how Robert, the dear, gave it to her fora birthday gift. We show you here the Tuttles getting ready for the Land of Nod. Mr. T. is gargling with good old bicarbonate and Mrs. T. is swallowing three little pills for luck. THE VERY AFFECTIONATE PAIR. o A Mr. and Mrs. Stowitts arc an unusually loving couple. That you can scc t{n ver \) sh'xI:l ac- quaintance. At home or in the public eye, it's all the same to Mr. and Mrs. ‘.,to\\l_( s, u: Lovey.and Precious Baby, as they are wont to address each other. Sooncr or ater, in ;m.' m\th(:ring, there is the sound of kissing and Lovey and Precious Baby will be found snuggl ing in onc chair, in a corner. And should Mr. Stowitts ahsent himsclf from the room ffur_ un_\l length of time, Mrs. Stowitts will be terribly worried for fcar{Pr'ccm\ls Baby may have fainted or that something equally dreadful may have happened to him!