Evening Star Newspaper, June 8, 1930, Page 103

THE SUNDAY STAR, WASHINGTON, D. C.—GRAVURE SECTION—JUNE 8, 1930. Traffic on Foot By W. E. Hill (Copyright, 1930, by the Chicago Tribune Syndicate.) _ Just a lady backing out of the wrong side of a coupe, thereby giving the driver of the car behind a feariul jolt. Mrs. Pflug and Mrs. Falter are the taxi drivers’ delight. Mrs. Pflug will rush forward and will be drawn back to the curb by Mrs. Falter, with squeals of terror, and then Mrs. Falter will start across, only to be dragged back by Mrs. Pflug Sometimes, unless aided and abetted by the traffic squad, it will take these lovely ladies a good 10 minutes to maneuver a street crossing. Four varieties of dirty looks directed at a taxi driver who made an unlooked-for left turn. If pedestrians would only realize how a mean look from a person on foot engenders feelings of hatred in the plastic mind of a taxi driver, only the sweetest of smiles would wreathe their brows. Because taxi drivers, even the most callous, will seldom, if ever, run down a pedestrian with a sunny smile “l know my rights, and don’t forget it, young man. And don't vou hand me any of your lip!" Officer Reardon has seen fit to stem the tide of traffic on foot, of which Mrs. Isabel Dahl is an integral part And no big bully of a cop can push Isabel Dahl back to the curb with impunity-—no, siree! “Hey, you, what's the idea? Wanta get run over?” Officer Burelli giving Marilyn and Grace a heavy lecture before seeing them safely over the street crossing. Julia and Josephine live way out in the suburbs and often walk out the State road, talking intimately of this and of that. Sometimes they are so absorbed discussing personable boy friends that they forget and stay right in the path of the cars. And if a limousine with a couple of v . i oocupied sedts Habpeis ialong: why. Taliatandl Jore thin: dihe carclreen aymalicemicuts Hiker on a_State road getting all se L he one-way will, if urged, accept a lift back home. Gistes ACHO8S N e e to request a lift from a passing motorist Not so good for nervous thickest and lights are reddest He's trying very hard to look wistful. These boys just have to run out into the thick of the traffic, sceing it's the season for base ball motorists - ) R 88— 70 (0