The evening world. Newspaper, November 28, 1922, Page 23

Prenat THE EVENING WORLD, TUESDAY, NOVEMBER 28, 1922. ° | dition to this payment. Open to all readers. MANHATTAN, . SKYLARKING. OR THE PAST SEVERAL MONTHS I have been employed on the fourteenth floor of the United Realty Building, at No. 115 Broadway. My desk is so situated that upon looking up from my work the fifteenth floor of the Equitable Building, just across the btreet, meets my gaze. * * * I have noticed that the windows ‘across the way are cleaned every two weeks or so, and have admired the manner in which six window cleaners, sitting at ix windows, carry out their work from floor to floor. They dress in uniform Overalls. © * * To-day was cleaning day. I watched them clean the windows from the inside and saw all six step simultaneously out upon the ledge, fasten their emergency belts on both sides of the fwindows, and start cleaning the glass from the outside. * * * In @ few minutes, the windows looked like crystals. Then one of the workers, for a joke, “spotted” the window of his neighbor. There Was an argument between them. Apparently unmindful of the fact that they were fifteen stories up, with only the emergency belts for Protection, they shoved, kicked and punched until one of them slid over the ledge. If it were not for the quick action of the other fellow and a third man the “joke” might have proved disastrous. He Pegained his foothold with their help, however, and after resting @while, with his hand on his heart, everybody resumed work.— |Plorence R. Linden, No. 542 Brook Avenue, Bronx. INFORMAL Wile acting as personal escort M, Georges Clemonceau the other doy, I had an opportunity to see his Peaction to what in this country we Wegard as democratic. We were Veaving the Manhattan Bridge on Our return from the review of the 106th Infantry in’ Brooklyn thon some ons in the crowd shouted “Hello, Clem!” The Tiger grinned broadly. “That is America,” he re- —Major Frank I. Hanscom, Broadway. APTER THInTY YEARS. To-day, when I stepped in to see my father in Sweden, whom I had visned when a child, not accustomed to see was somet to here. was for his passport the reason for the new expression in his eyes, visit his old folks and his old No, £1 after thirty years of absence. OTURE OF A MA» We morning as I passed the build- ‘of the A. B. See Elevator Company ‘Vesey Street I saw a number of ple in the street and among them Rewspaper photographer. Presently men came out of the building. @f them seemed amused at some- and suddenly we all realized he ‘Mr, See. The photographer darted c the street, ran ahead, recrassed nd succeeded in getting a “'shot."'—A. Lee, No. 244 West 99th Street. “47’8 NICE TO GET UP IN THE MORNING Bach morning J ees a mon pass- | loud nelehing back of me ong wp the street in front of my Jing, 1 walked back to him eerieerrne © tree slice of toce’ m some sugar, for which he th jam. He allows about five rein- Suty TuBbinn: Wiki oobe utes to eat his breakfast, which ts oar ita ‘esered livery ot enowgh. I know, for this man | neighed again as I left him Big my Ausband.—Ars. V. M. Mc4l- | people say horses can't Mater, No, 503 West 175th Street. Fisk, No. ‘Ann Stree OF LEDTERS. mother's.—Ebba 0 West 96th Street. + A CHANCE MEETING, My work keeps deal and I have in my pocket. tired looking o: one that is especte stands near the entrance to an Ani Street buliding that I enter every morn ing. I give him sugar every day. To. day I was walking along Fifth And some talk!—D. R. A WINDOW IN MANHATTAN Prom the windows in my home 1 ave\s splendid view of the Past River.| rode us can eee the bridge that connec theJeirl typts SPILLING THE BEANS. office thi. as we entered I saw father and return a photograph of his 1 saw in his eyes as he stood by his desk an expression I was ‘There ing whimsical and dreamy On the desk I saw a snap- shot of father, and he explained that it And then I knew On Saturday he ta leaving to home, He will Hagerman, @ outdoors a great made friends with many horses by carrying lump sugar I foed it to horses stand- the curb ag I pass—espectially . There is my favorite. He Street very much fn a ‘hurry, when I heard I Turning Laugh- and gave nked against my grateful and morning 1 ‘ator with one of the jronx and Long Island, over which sofa girl sitting at a typewriter laughing Mnes of freight trains pass every}and talking to another girl standing » 1 wee tugboats pulling heavily|beside her. Sudi the girl at th aded coal b: to the Burt Broth- caught sight of the typlat be- have a good ah ¥ dock at 9th Street. 7 of Randall's Island, and to-day ing a sunny day I can see Innumer- j¢ seagulls, looking like bits of paper, ing and falling bver the water. The oria ferry 1s right across the street, \d over it waves Old Clory.—Jo- pna Gartner, No. 1753 Avepue A. THE ARMISTICE. VERY AFTERNOON tor the past week the gang of small east side boys from down the street have been waging a steady war- fare with the gang around the corner of First Avenue. Under a barrage of broken bricks, sticks of wood and pieces of coal the two armies have charged’ and counter-charged. One ‘ngenious lad, wear- ing the cover of his mother's wash boiler as a shield, stopped the flying missiles and sent them back again to the great discomfort of the enemy. * * * Yesterday the din greater than ever. I looked out of the window in time to see both gangs parading together behind @ cardboard banner which read, “War Ended.” * * * But, alas, for the hopes of those who had so recently fought a war “to It was only an armistic To-day the gangs are at war Eberle, No. 9 Livingston Place, Manhattan turted clicking in a ryth wnner on her machine, {st's face turned red and she exclaimed Just like Alice ut of the bag!” clicking “Here comes the bride, Caughrey, No. 364 West 65th Street. was ONE EXCITING NIGHT ISITING MY COUSIN on near Canarsie which is only vailed upez to remain over night Street, Brooklyn, in « district sparsely populated, 1 pre- and stepped to the telephone to advise the folks at home of my decision. When T discovered that the telephone was out of order I became quite nervous, but sent the message home by way of the telephone of a { shared the chamber of my cousi The windAws fa a meadow and open upon the back porch. Before we retired we were all sitting in the Ilving room when a nelghbor rapped at the door and asked to see Mr. D—, the man of the house. They held a whispered conversation and went away together. We learned that two men had been seen peeking into windows in the neighborhood. I wished Iwas home. * * * I couldn't sleep. At 2 o'clock I saw on the window shade something that made my blood run cold. Silhouetted on the curtain was a hand clutching a knife, and another hand with @ revolver init, * * * I aw cousin fled—uad brought her mother. The windo lothes lines one of Mr. D—s shirts, the made by sleeves and cloth n The Man in the 3 et me, and I just thumbec ‘was one bour late for breakfast f Gtreet, Manbatizr a x akened iy Was thrown n and I saw on the siihovette having beer mon was Ie ighing y nose at him and went back to bed, 1 110th Bessie Spector, No. 27 Past , The typ- she had to let the cat The typewriter was here comes the bride!""—Lawrence W. Mc- WO DOLLARS will be paid for each item printed on this page. Checks are mailed daily. The weekly special awards, announced on Saturdays, are in ad- A PAGE OF ‘BRIGHT, UNUSUAL HAPPENINGS REPORTED FOR $100 Uttle that hard “that Ia for him, dead or alive; she Baker, Avenue, Bronz. Mrs. A. Avenue. $100 $100 Schoo! and ool mind the question borhood. Tell your story, If possible, in n DEAD OR ALIVE. On Columbus Avenue near 96th Btreet to-day I saw @ crowd in which there stood @ crying woman, I thought an ac- cident had happened to some one, but when I got closer I saw throwing @ ball at a canary on the cor- nice over a store. As the ball fell back the boys would throw it again. a game,” I thought, but I turned to one fellow and asked: afraid you will kill the little bird with BREAKFAST FOR 10 CENTS. The surprise of my life awaited me this morning when I stopped in at a restaurant at 1624 Street and Third I consumed two corn muffins, with butter, and a cup of coffee, and I saw 15 cents in change come to me some boys ‘Aren't you OF THE EVENING WORLD READERS OF THE EVENING WORLD BY READERS New Program of Awards and Special Prizes FOR THE BEST STORY OF THE WEEK $50, for the Second in Merit. $25, for the Third. TEN stories adjudged Next in Merit, $5 Each. This competition is open to all readers. Special Awards for High School Students will be divided weekly among high school pupils contributing to the “What Did You See To- Day?” page. For the best letter of each week sent in by a high school student, $50; second best, $25; five next in merit, $5 each. Special Awards for University and College Students will be divided weekly among university and college students contributing to the page. For the best letter of the week, $50; second best letter, $25; five letters next in merit, $5 each. Je contributors MUST name thei ‘WHAT DID YOU SEE TO-DAY?" Not what somebody e'! last summer. What did YOU eee to-day? Contributors to the page should write of subjects with which they are familiar. Choose, preferably, things that happen in your own neigh- n 125 words. State WHERE the incident took place. Write your name in full. Write your address carefully. Address your letter to “What Did You See To-Day?"’ Evening World, P. 0, Box No. 185, City Hall Station, New York. De eeeemememmees mamemmaamaaeme eee eee more t! OUT OF TOW EXEMPT, HILE RAKING THE LEAVES fn the front. yard I saw a young W man coming siowly up the street turned into the yard and, addressing me, sald he was a veteran of the World War. sald, and now “Quite ready to help those replied, iy there will give us a quarter schools. Walt for the worth while incident. Reaching our rate he He had been wounded and gassed, he pose of going into some small business. he said, he was unfitted for laborious work. * less fortunate than myself, even if my offering has to be as small as the widow's mite, and reaching into I was able to find and give thé young man a quarter. « s trying to get a little money together for the pur- On account of his lameness, Tam a ways y pockets He thanked taten me just as my wife called me to the house, and, leaning heavily on niversity ple too?” he said. years.” feel right.” from a quarter.—William Seidel, No. 803 Bast 1641 Ast women. Bi them serve God, Alice ©. MEN WALK ONE MILE FOR A madge,”” banged ti Rronx. A STICK OF CANDY. On the doorstep of my store this evening at 7 o'clock I saw a tle boy fast 2 the “AND YHY NEIGHBOR AS THYSELF.” red the church at Marion Avenue and Fordham Road this mom- ing for the 7 o'clock ,service I s te-hatred She had, Farran, Street, Bronx. My wife {s very fond of the movies, #0 much 8o that she would rather spend an evening seeing her favorite star do anything +lse fo she had given a number over the tele- tiing waiting for an asked me who was on phone and w answer when sh at the local m i ess downtown. while I went nd or ing him u Fe Street UNTOUOHED BY HUMAN HAND, To-day I saw 2,500 loaves of bread in a model Every operation leaves the bag until rapped 4» dona by inc moat dntereating which 4s about 100 yas and steam © baked Brons. time the f the loaf is ohimery. ts the oven jong, where wrapp man seen by cro ewery 0 signs Bronx Neated operated by th in platform and are h the OTHE PACH with a piece of colored crayon he had fiiniehed, able and mu Street, Bronx. two blind learned, accom: panied them from the Institute for the at Kingsbridge Road and Grand Concourse, and later I saw her leading back. and a good lesson for us.— 274 Hast instantly she elver up on the hook and made @ dash for her hat and coat. Telephoning a friend Mitlelder, No, could wait.—M. Bronx Park South, her's candy father haa store early to attend to some eft the little bo: 12 grocer- my return T saw a man lift some candy, was helping him Bast from The loaves Ntomaticc The fore- | ver ast Yankeo, ¢ the plunt ts a8 cleanly aa that of th kitohen hing that goes into the mak the i at 5 cents « loaf 1 Decatur Avs kneeling or the work Was credit- h better than more respected artlets. 4 threw him some coins which he| picked up gratefully and then went on Wuntra some Wa way to 194t rma Tal- was no mis The Ther expense. selves. experience Us, «958. 8 boat back to Manhattan. tight waists, balloon skirts, newcomer had baigh placed the bat on her head and nc 1 {ded tof Glsgust, and I want to te Uttle forea—to get her to, w ta fa abet Winyah Avenue, New Roche! THE PALACE OF CONTEN From the train window I saw t fer from the Harlem River boys and a little girl had built a oa a rubbish dump. the not the on for the house, but the structure w keeping with its site, It wa fron bedateads and partla - a piece of rusty, corrugated tin placed on a fr ed with a few boxes, t conveved riage come M da y Jin the ror FIRST PARAGRAPH TERY NOV Attracted this morr in mething in my Me e-} And why were the |aimost pert "a head| mystertoug t When} i. Rankin Roselle Parte, I've see The WHY WORRY? ing out of my window wazing rosy-cheeked you chubby we kind and every nationality. long enough to be wearing som e about it, they gave lf we saw something curious about them, something amusing perhaps, in their garb, they saw something curious and amusing tn Three young girls came along while we waited for the Two of them had been tn the United States thing approaching the flapper unt- form, and had come to greet and welcome a lass from some land of and “Yankees” had brought the strar mode, in order that she might enter no pronounced « It was an odd pla Some were u the rake and walking lame, I started for the door. ing the man calling to me, I stopped and turned. ee 8 Hear “Are YOU a crip- Please take this quarter back, and with it my best wishes. And with that he placed the quarter in my hand and was off—Charles D. Rice, No. 45 Furman Street, Patchogue, L. I. . mess “Yes,” I replied, “I've been lame more than twenty “Well,” he said, “I've got to ask one more favor of you. T wouldn't “TO SEE OURSELVES AS OTHERS SEE US.” N COMPANY with four other women I visited Ellis Island, where, making the rounds of the main building, we met aliens of every alert, others apathetic; some worried, others carefree, many were quite dirty and some very hall at the 4 wonderful spectacle when sud the an altog: 1 shawl tied over the head. The a coat and a hat of the latest New York a la Amerteaine, The jection to the ce but when they jerked {t off again in unmistakabl took a lot of coaxing—and even a t hat.—Mrs, Martha Reed, No. 186 OM, FOR THE LIFE OF A FIREMAN, Deg toe ha twhiatle start just kdwards, JOUNY ood Cufts, > 9 new clean. * * © We were permitied to visit the than luncheon hour and were studying Last night! denly we found ourselves the targets of hundreds of eyes. were studying us with an interest we found not altogether rei Many of them actually pointed toward us and a few we The women suring. laughing. aving a lot of fun at our view of obr- My husband joined the local Fire rtment Tuesday, and last night »¢ to bed when the fire A blowing on, y a Jetermined to be ent whistle blew In lees than minutes my husband, with he d dashed out of on time In avout fi back my husband re- oking disappointed and dts ker had rung ino larm and he for n 19 A LONELY had had all Ate Mrs. Caleb M Pine Boulevard THE SPOT ROA Do not try te write every day. saw, and not what you heard and not something that happened Bear in RICHMOND. ABSOLUTELY FREE. I saw to-day what any one may see any day the sun shines—a sunset from the Battery and @ Staten Island boat. Travellers from® the West and the Tosemite tell us of the wonders of the sunsets there, and we envy those peo- ple of lefsure; but I can imagine noth- ing more beautiful than the setting of the mun behind the Statuo of Liberty. ‘The sun was high and blazing lke a ball of fire ay the boat left South Ferry. Then gradualty as it #ank, the sky became darker above it and finally, when {t had disappeared, the spires of churches and the broken line of butld- Ings were silhouetted against a dark- gray sky and formed an unforgettable picture of beauty etched on my mem- ory. And if the sun shines I may ac- tually see ft again to-day.—Mra. J. J. O'Connor, No. 250 Bement Avenue, West Brighton, 8. I. THEY'VE STOPPED PAYING RENT. ‘The famfly next door to us fs butlding & house and living in tt at the same time. Without. outside ald- they havo Just finished plastering the walls and are now putting down the floors, which are to be parquet. They have been quit some time with ft and {t will take @ while yet to complete, 80 to break the monotony they have @ concert with their player-piano each week while they work. But unlike the persons who bullt a house on Staten Island by candle Mght, these people have alrady installed electricity,—Mra. F, W. iterrell, No, 242 Third Street, New Dorp Manor, 8. I. MIKE MULLER, ON NIGHT, This evening about 6.30 1 eaw several men walking near the water at Midland Beach with lanterns. I investigated and suw that they had ordinary rakes tn thelr hands, and when whiting came lose to the shore they simply ral nein In, Sone were pretty good-sl: | fish, and they were getting quite a num- Wills . Jones, No, 48 Lincoln , Grant City 6. I, AN AUTUMN BUS UNOLE DID) DIDN'T HE DIDt My nephew, aged three, is very good at hinting, and to-day when I aso him call on Ma grandmother the firet thing he said to another uncle was; ‘‘Unkie, you ain’t got a dime for me, asm't yout” But, of cours, his unolo did.—G. Quigley, No. 38 Cortelyou Place, New Brighton, 5S. I. BEAUTY SLEEP. Letore retiring to-night I a! coustomed rounds of the rooma to tuck them in aecurely ing the room of my eleven-year-old son, 1 was nearly paralyzed with fright at he sight of hia face in the dim light. looked hideous beyond description Thinking I waa “seeing things,” I stepped to the bed and touched his face. H-r-r-r! A shudder ran through me. The face was cold and hard, Ail kinds of unpleasant thoughts flashed through my brain aa I hastened to ewitch on the electric Nght. And then I found he had gone to sleep with e false face on. He had been playing with some gimeracks, amusing himself until sleep overtook him, and the elastic band had held the hideous thing tn place when he dropped {nto slumber.—Mre. H. Fisher, No. 271 Hement Avenue, West New Brighton, taten Island A BAG OF MILK, My neighbor needed some iocee milk but forgot to take a bottle oF pail when she went to the corner grocery atore to get tt. “Would you carry # home 4m a bag?” asked the procer It cowldn’t be done,” chorused every one mm tha store. “Try 4t,” aahd the grocer, amd when my friend sald she was game, a quart of milk was “wrapped” in a paper bag and she ore it home in safety. —Mre. Gertruda McIntyre, 89 Homestead Avenue, Fort Richmond, s A MOTHER'S DREAM I am writing thie in the State Bank of Richmond County, Port Richmond, and as I write I see my two little son | three and six years old, each holding a brand new bankbook. They are not very wealthy now, for each book con- tains only tte {nitlal deposit of 82. But with my mind's eye I see my boys ewe! Ing the deposits in years to come, ad- ing, adding, until they become rich nd telling Inquirere as to the sources f their wealth. ‘We owe our first suc cess to The Evening World, for way it What Did You i mother won two hope this mind's eye --Mre. William H. estead Avenue, Port HE EVENING WORLD pays liberally in cash for FIRST news of tant happenings—FIRST news of BIG news. Call Beekman the CITY EDITOR of the Evening World. Every reader a reporter. 4000. BROOKLYN. DEEDS, NOT WORDS. ARLY THIS FALL a little Chinese boy about eight or nine years old moved into our community. Yesterday when I was walk- ing down Third Avenue in Bay Ridge I saw this Chinese boy stealing a ride. In an extremely perilous position he was clinging to his place at the rear end of one of car was going quite fast. * * © our “one-man” trolley cars. The Surely this boy never cultivated this practice in China but had been quick to learn from the example of bis young companions in our own neighborhood. * * not help but feel that this incident ciple; that !s, that nations as well States for leadership and that they * 1 could is an illustration of a great prin- as individuals look to the United are much more apt to follow our example in what we DO than to give heed to the high ideals which PALS, Laat might I had seen my two it~ fle doye get ready for ded, had helped them with their nighties, heard them say their prayere, had tucked them in and kissed them good fight. Ten minutes later I entered thetr room to eee if they were asleep. They were, and I found they had company, also peacefully sleeping Between them. It wae our dog— their Uttle pal. He had orept in under the covers and wae sleeping a soundly an hin buddte, a, W. T. Whtenack, No. 165 Cooper Street, Brooklyn, . A HORSH! A HORSE: 1 saw a folly looking fat man to-day riding horseback in Prospect Park. He appeared to be a novice as he pranced down the bridle path knd rather proud of his poor riding. His cap blew off and he dismounted to recover !t, evidently’ belleving hts steed would stand, like David Harum’s horse, without hitching, ‘The horse started walking off. ‘'Whoe! Whoa!" shouted the man, running after him. Then the horse began to run, and thus they passed out of my aig! Christian Rosberg, No. 520 Fifth Street, Brooklyn, HOW THE PIES CAME OUT, “Oh, yes, Mra. ——, the ples came out first rate; won't you have some?" This was called from a window to a neigh- bor by my hostess, who had treated me to some lemon meringue pie this after- noon when I called at her home at Nor- mun and Manhattan Avenues to collect an {naurance premium. Mrs, -—— would, and thank’ee kindly. Half a ple was clapped betwixt two plates, which were placed in a paper b ‘The bag was tied to a clothesline and Mrs, ——~ pulled {t over to her apartm Phe plates wore returned in the same man- ner, And if Mrs. —— didn't enjoy that pie she doesn't know what's good.— Samuel Freeman, No. 894 Manhattan Avenue, Brooklyn. HOW TO KEEP YOUR GLOVES WHITE. On the way to the opera Fridey night I saw on the subway a young woman In evening dress who evidently was bound for the theaatre, She wore no gloves, but carried a email parcel in her hand. She alighted at Times Square, my station, and as she walked toward the eait she unwrapped the package, touk out a pair of {mmaculate white gloves and drew them on, I shall try that Httle stunt next time.—Mrs, Ruth Wells, Dietitian, Kings County Hospital, Brooklyn WHITE QUEENS, MOTHER'S GRAVE. ‘While visiting the grave of my mother on my way home from Bayside I saw five children working ardently over @ grave. One was digging, another car- ried water, end even the baby, two years old, waa doing her part by hold- ing & few flowers. It was the grave of thelr mother, who had died & few months &go. 1 learned by questioning the oldest, a girl of 13, who informed me she mothered the four younger ones and walked with them every Sun- day to pay @ tribute to the departed mother.—Marguerite Allen, No. 164 Nott Avenue, Long Island City, A TRAPOT MADE BY PAUL REVENB, 1 wonder how many people know that our famous patriot, Paul Revere, was a silveramith and ‘bookplate engraver. Until to-day all I could have told about him waa connected with hia historic ride, {mmortalized by Longfellow, Therefore it waa most interesting, in viewing the Clearwater loan collection of Colonial silver at the Metropolitan Museum to-day, to see an exquisite tea- pot made by him. It is oval in shape, with vertically fluted sides, and ts beau- Ufully engraved. — Mra. M. R. Went- worth, No. 126 2d Street, Elmhurst. BOYS IN BLUE. A certain bench on the sunny side of the bandstand in King Park, Jamaica, nearly te a favorite gathering place every for four Civil Wa be-medalied men all, who chat and reminisce. When I saw to-day ut noon they hed an ofl at going full and two games of che ers were in progress. Harry Kroenen berg, No. 118 Plerson Street, Jamaica. SANTA LIKES THE GOOD AND THE BAD AND THE IN-BETWEENS. Last evening my father brought home some hair from the seat stuffing of a disused automobile. He shaped {t into & set of whiskers and a wig, slipped them on, donned a red bathrobe, and then we asked a couple of neighbors’ children tn to sea Senta Claus, At firat the smaller child was afraid, but soon both wore telling Santa of the endless things they wanted. He asked their mothers if they were gvod children and told the little ones, whose eyes were as Dig as saucers, thet he'd see what he could do for them.--Harry Cottrell $r. No. 416 Webster Avenue, Long Island we merely say with our lips. Verbum sat sapienti—Rev. Jobn H. Fitzgerald, No. 7301 Ridge Boulevard, Brooklyn. LOOKS LIKE A LONG JOB. Tam an electrician and am now work- ing in a five-family house on Norwood Avenue, Cypress Hills. Never in al! my fifteen years’ experience have s¢en such sociable people. They are all like one big family. They have eoffee par- ties and we always are invited, ano during the noon hour we have music and dancing.—Frank Guelcher, No. 1649 Broadway, Brooklyn. ‘THE MILK MAN'S JOB. ‘The first two fingers of my right hand were numb with cold when I reached Seventh Avenue and 68th Street this morning, and I left my milk wagon to warm the fingers in a friend's grocery store. I saw him looking at my numb fingers and he couldn't seem to delieve that It was actualiy cold outdoors, 80 I ghowed him the Icicles hanging from the floor of my wagon, explaining that the {ce on the milk bottles melted and then, as {t ran from the bottles that were warmer than the alr, it froze again.Edward G. Allén, No. 1619 Tet Street, Brooklyn. HELPING SANTA. In City Hall Park I egw @ women handing out undressed dolls to per ‘sone pathered near her, and wee told she wae the Deputy Cownty Clerk of New York County and was dietrid- ting the dolls to dlerke of the office who had promised to dress them. ‘The dolls are to be given to poor oMidren at Christmas. Barney, No, 1098 Madison Street, Brooklyn. GIRLS! GIRLS! GIRLS! Several weeks ago there appeared on the “What Did You See?’ page a letter describing how a girl who had on her sister's petticoat was compelled by the sister to take {t off right In the street. This evening my sister and I quarrelled over the supper and when my mother sald she never saw sisters fignt as we did, I reminded her of that inct- . She smiled and remarked that probably I would make my sister take off my petticoat in the street if I caught her wearing ft. ‘You said it! And right at Broadway and 42d Street, too!" chimed in my sister.--Anna Freedman, No, 340 Pulaskt Street, Brooklyn. ARE WOMEN MOTE OBSERVANT? I saw Gov.-elect Al Smith stand tn front of the Pulltzer Building this eve- ning for fully ten minutes. It was in- tereating to note that more women than men recognized him.—H. G, Van Hou- ten, No, 461 Prospect Place, Brooklyn. RUSH ORDER. 1 ea a teaicad draw quick to the ourd im front of the Boshonge Buffet on Broadway, near Franklin Street, The driver leaped out and began struggling with wide, I expected to forth a drunken passenger, dut in- atead he pulled out a big can of milk, whtoh he delivered to the rea- taurant, Evidently the managemene wae using speed to aupply an unes:. vected demand.—C, W. Reeve, No. 10125 115th Btreet, Richmond Hill, Queens. EASY COME. While I was standing tn Schulte’s cigar store at Cortlandt and Church Streets to-day I saw Johnnie Wilson. middleweight champion of the world, come in and buy three 30cent cigars. That's @ eure sign there ts no wolf at Johnnie's door.—Gedrge W. Hug, No. $924 Siet Street, Woodhaven, Queens. ALONE IN NEW YORK. I saw a girl of about six or seven years of age rush out of the subway train from Long Island City and wind her way through the crush of people this morning in the Grand Central Station. I looked around for her par- ents, but she was alone. And every one stepped aside for her so she would- n't get hurt. Ono of the special police- men accompanied her and stood by her until little corner , ©. Miller, No. 76 Academy Street, Long land City, Queens. PLEA FOR READING MATTER. Outside St. Paul's Church at Broad way and Vesey Street 1s a large red box on which ts painted the words: “News- papers and magazines will please be de. posited here for a soldiers’ hospital And hardly & morning passes that the box ts not chock-full. h day I see, {mn particular, a white-hatred old man drop & newspaper or a magazine into the box.—O. Gumaelius jr., Lakeview Ave- nue, Jamaica Park, Queens, WHILE THE COAT 18 NEW. I stepped into the Metropolitan Ar- cade on 23d Street to-day to get out of the rain and saw @ man wearing a brand new overcoat, which was getting soaked. Ile was carrying @ bundle. He stopped, took off his overcoat, rolled it up, untie? the bundle and took from ft another overcoat, an old one, which he put on, and then wrapping up the new overcoat he went out as if there was nothing unusual tn his action.—-Lealie W. H. Plater, No. 22039 Spruce Street, Mrecns, Que