Evening Star Newspaper, December 26, 1926, Page 79

THE SUNDAY STAR, WASHINGTON, D. C.—GRAVURE SECTION—DECEMBER 26. 1926: VAV (D ‘tzfi‘ The Small Town Hotel By W. E. Hill (Copyright. 1928, by the Chicago Tribune Syndicate ) Mr. Art Teayle, . the room 2?3”(. The Dugout twins, Billie and Rae, “just s handing out a room two little girls in a repenl?lrecof S“EF'E‘Yl : ) 3 8 2 Mr. Bodkin has been a tri-yearly guest of the Com- keg'i > scl)mcw }Ilat ;_‘{’gg:é -T‘l;feys;?:":\'go 32‘ m: tehe }?ixlrlma]:rf;fg 4 1 . 2P mercial House these past 30 years and more. Ever since rudgingly to 3 - No, { < 7 fir,iv‘;,'*‘ihfl‘, ::'ai?;:l Majestic this week. They have been over 3 they had one bath to a floor. to wire ahead. at the chop suey joint for a bite to eat after the show, accompanied by the hot saxophone player of the jazz band. *“I wish,” Billie is saying, “some nice fellow would give me a new black-beaded chiffon dress. I could be lovely to a boy who was that nice to me, really, I could!” RARBER St Nothing to do till tomorrow. Sunday evening in the marble-trimmed lobby of the Commercial House, showing R s 00l 2 S aeeey All set for over Sunday with the folks the traveling salesboy just hanging around. Larry, the handy bellhop, is busy with the dustbrush after cigarette crl“';r:‘!-";:t,‘g"\"fis:‘ l(‘:m!vr::ht‘l‘:dl‘::a{‘x:x‘;‘ufi at home is Miss Burbeck, the book- butts. Mr. Glencoe, on the road for Sulsherger & Voss, is wondering whqther or not to call up the wife and kiddy gn{\icu‘rc»vu}fl o an“s ettt e keeper. And, oh, won't the cashier’s desk long distance, If he does, she'll probably say: “Oh, George, you shouldn’t be so extravagant. A letter would have ot e hot‘;l Easesiinn: @ g miss her? done.” And if he doesn't, she'll probably write, “I waited up till 11 Sunday evening, hoping I'd hear from you long shop. distance.” Vaiti the flashiight. In the Pompeiian ballroom (it was the Rose ballroom last year) the local 4 Miss Mary Boloney, chambqrmaid at the Commer- Pleasures are few on the m\‘d' One Iha_s lohlf"fie_ Rond“;il:wferf:r As:oddationg is holding a ggle»loge!h er banquet. Paper caps have been handed around. c'al'ld's. ahlll>t|e 59"‘ o sort; this morning. z}nd who the most "“' ”‘“ll'"‘]e ‘}(‘9;“]’%"1"(‘|“‘fi:::ix:z ;’c]:::zde “ffih?. Everybody is happy. The Road Menders' quartet has jl:lsl Bmsheé{ sin m% ‘l:}vcrgt g Is qusj‘);p'l'olsey v:?:‘:xldn ;‘gel cu‘p o‘e:n:;o;n;i“:g o:fll h?:“(aficgp;irln:::: entertaine, y the beautitul . 3 2 tow " i i v ri ion, and “Bye, Bye, Roa ender,” as a windup. v 3 eV :I:L‘]:(‘TL“T“O :‘3“", dowiliheNEhhUEs acrossitheicoMES Now," with special words written for the occasion Y Y A B e o aE] G o e mis ey the big sleepyhead!”