Evening Star Newspaper, June 19, 1932, Page 85

THE _SUNDAY STAR, WASHINGTON, D. C—GRAVURE SECTION—JUNE 19, 1932. The Country Boy By W. E. Hill (Cepyright, 1933, by the Chicage Tribune Syndicate.) In the old days, when a tarm boy took a job in the city, he was lost to the farm for good. - Not so today, when an enterprising youth can learn all sorts of things in the city which help the old folks at home. Take the boys who enter the real estate business. They come home eventually and turn the farm into a development called Riverdale Manor or Piedmont Gardens, and success is right around the corner. Then there are the bqys (above) who find their way into the antique departments of big city stores. They come back to home, sweet home, and start a shop labeled “Ye Treasure Trove” in the old ice f , WA 3 house, where they sell off the old Victorian horrors as early American ; L ’ 1 A, How the farm hand used to look (left) to passing tourists and the money rolls in! 5 . 7 R when the chores were done, sitting on a / e cracker barrel down at Si Simpkins’ general store; and here’'s how the 1932 hired help looks (right) in his little car en route to a Greta Garbo picture in a nearby town. “Well, boy,” wrote the folks ) back home, “I suppose you're hitting it up among the bright lights with night club hostesses and bootleggers and society dowagers. Wish we were with | you” This private view of a | country boy sorting laundry in a Y. M. C. A. room, and trying to account for a lost sock, is more like what really happens | of an evening in the big city. Just one of those city boys made over into a country boy—by home talent throughout—for the balance of the Summer renting season. His clothes are a great embarrassment to the natives. Country boys are naturally shy. The scene above, in the year 1900 or thereabouts, shows a country Romeo at a Methodist strawberry festival trying to get up courage to steal a kiss from a rural belle. The duet below depicts another couple at a strawberry festival in 1932, and the local youth is trying to get up courage to break away. Bashfulness is a terrible curse. . | | /. R A “Listen, Ma. It u{; here that ‘Lupe O'Dare, the Hollywood / . Otis, the State Tcultunl student, is home for screen star, has shelved her last husband and is again in’ circu- \ A vacation, and here he is out looking over possibilities lation’” “I heard that on the radio last night, Bud.” Country £ of bigger and better egg-laying. By installing a radio boys used to spend their evenings at home poring over the mail bk ol and daylight bulbs the hens are to be t "';{ e adc order catalogues, but in this age of enlightenment they read the i c / : thinking night is day and will be unconscious that Broadway and Hollywood gossip columns. : b ; g : they are l'ofh. overtime. Science is certainly wonderful