Evening Star Newspaper, March 30, 1930, Page 113

THE SUNDAY STAR, WASHINGTON, D. (—GRAVURE SECTION—MARCH 30, 1930, CHEOC%LN The Chronic Kidder® B By W. E. HILL (Copyright, 1930. by the Chicago Tribune Syndicate.) Portrait of a chronic kidder being kidded himself, for a change. These inveterate kidders love better to give than to receive. Some kidders never know when or where to stop. This one tried to kid a traffic cop with a boil on his neck. Officer Graetzinger is going to give him a nice heart-to-heart talk and then hand him a little pink slip for remembrance “Hello, mom! Hear you've been 'round having a group photo taken of yourself.” A chronic kidder is all right around the home until he starts kidding his ma-in-law, and then somehow his line doesn’t go nearly so well as with the boys in the club. (This loving hus- band has unfortunately broken in upon one of those heart-to-heart talks between mother and daughter the sort of confab ending, “Well, Dorothy, I'm afraid he's just like your father, and I spent the best years of my life trying to make something out of him!") “You're jus’ a dreat big naughty baby, that's what you are—jus’ a naughty old baby!” This line of fancy and assorted kidding goes big with the old boys. “I'll bet you girls were out making whoopee last night!” says Uncle Alvin Monkeby to the Misses Belle and Minnie Calico. The Misses Calico are delighted by the implication of deviltry and are going to kid right back, calling Uncle Monkeby an old capercutter and other names! “I know you country girls. In bed at 9 o'clock with the cows and the chickens.” Traveling salesmen are terrible kidders, especially the greeting card salesboys like Mr. Rype here, who is trying to taunt Bessie, the dining room cashier, into a heavy date. Bessie is pretty wise, even for a country lass, and knows that two and two make five if you can get it, and that there really isn’t any Easter bunny, though she still believes in Santa Claus. Mr. Rype t s he has Bessie all a-tremble with embar- rassment. (Bessie is really wonder- ing if Mr. Rype has a car, if he gets noisy on a party and whether Mabel and her boy friend would like his type.) Kidding in intellectual circles is just like other impish persiflage among the common herd. Just hcarken, will you, to Prof. Flummer- felt of the Latin department telling English Tnstructor Link not to accept any wooden dracuma (which is Latin for nickels). And In- structor Link (who has just been giving half the freshman class in There would be more empty phone booths in pay stations if only those ladics who like to kid the boy iriend English 4, D minus, on a written test asking why Ophelia wore her for hours at a time over a telephone wire (telling him it's Mrs. Astorbilt speaking, and how’s the cld tin can, rue with a difference) is coming back right royally with “Et tu anyway) would realize that some boy friends don't like to stay by a telephone longer than five minutes straight Brute!” s i L hA) S T (0N