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THE SUNDAY STAR, WASHINGTON, D. C.—GRAVURE SECTION—APRIL 26, 1925. SPRING, GENTLE SPRING Copyright, 1925, by the Chicago Tribune Syndicate BY W. E. HILL. Spring is the season of wanderlust. Say you're going to Europe, and see how every one within hearing exclaims, “I belicve I'll go along, too, if you don't object!” Here are six valid reasons why the Brown family have postponed sailing indefinitely. From left to right we have the Johnson twins, Edith and Adele, whose parents asked Mrs. Brown to chaperon lfiem on the grand tour. Neéxt we have Mrs. Roe and her lovely daughter Dactyl, who wants to get a divorce in Paris. They wanted to join the party. And then we have Cousin Deligert, just recovering from a love affair with the chauffeur. Uncle Ned wanted her to go with the Browns. Lastly, we have Mrs. Bates from across the street (she has a nervous ailment due to voluntary malnutrition), who wanted to go along The lady who took the little house in the suburbs waiting at the information counter in the station for the maid, who promised faithfully she wouldn't dis appoint T Spring sounds the call of the wild. Young men all over town are iocoking fixedly in sporting goods windows while the office waits. Now come the melan- choly days when the links are sprinkled over with lovely lady golfers who have taken up the game to reduce. “When either of wus fans” Grayce is saying to Mable, “we just won't count it, and maybe can do 18 holes under 100.” Hopeful tenant of a city flat en route to a real estate firm for the express pur pose of renting it furnished for the Summer e e - {11 The interview with the maid, who, by some means or other, will have to be enticed to the country for the Summer months Delia has brought her married sister along to see that Mrs. Jones does the right thing by her Delia’s sister is not mak- ing mention of Delia’s deficien- cies. Spring is a terribly trying time of year for pale young men who feel the poetry and passion of the season. Some wrong impulse leads them astray and they break out in loud clothes. Just when they feel tenderest hearted toward the opposite sex, they show up in scarlet and Nile green ties and sport sweaters, or biscuit colored overcoats. Three lovely girls walking along a State road on a mild Spring afternoon, hoping one and all that a friendly Rolls-Royce will happen along