26 WILMETTE LIFE WILMETTE LIFE ISSUED FRIDAY OF KACB WEEK by ' LLOYD BOLLISTEB. llJC. 122! Central Ave., Wtlmette, Ill. · Chtoaco oftlce: 6 N. Michigan Avft. Tel. State 63Z6 Ttlepllo·· ···.······.···.·..··.··.·.····· Wllaette ltlt SCBMCRIPTIOlf PBICE .·....····..·. tl.ll A. Y.t:AJ& All communications must be accompanied by the name and address of the writer. Articles for publication must reach the editor by Wednesday noon to insure appearance In current issue. Resolutions of r.ondolence, cards of thanks, obituary, noUl!es of entertainments or other atrairs where an admittance charge Is published, w11l be charged at regular advenlslng rates. townspeople shopping frotn store to store should certainly find it . possible to park temporarily not far from the stores they desire to visit. Theref.ore titne-limitation ' for parking in busy neighborhoods should be plainly published and strictly enforced. The last days of school, like the last days of. Pompeii, are upsetting and tumultuous. Pupils' heads are no longer occupied with · spelling lists and arithmetic prpblems, but with examinaLast Days ti.ons and final grades. · Hearts erstwhile beating regularly in the daily routine are now leaping wildly as graduation time draws near. The exac~ method of extracting square root is fading away in the glaring sunlight of hot June days. Older people, especially those \Vhose children are now in college, are sure to forget the excitement and joy attending the closing days of the grammar school and high school. \Vhen your boy or girl was a member ,o f the graduating class with what excited anticipation you looked forward to those eventful exercises, when Johnny or Mary was to deliver that wonderful speech and receive that always-to-be-treasured document, the graduation diploma. What rendered the occasion more momentous and your young hopefuls even more disturbed was the answering of the persistent questions: Where shall the y go to college? Shall it be eastern or \\'estern? Co-educational or not? Style or utility? Not problems to be settled lightly. We recall vividly the afternoon we graduated from high school. It was an exceptionally hot and very humid exp~rience. The girls apparently looked cool in their fluffy white gowns. The boys, however, dressed up in their black Sunday clothes, perspired and sweltered through the endless procession of progran1 items, including the commencement speech, full to the upper edges of good advice and worn-out platitudes. They do it differently n.ow, the most welcome change in the best schools being the omission of the speech. Put an end to · mosquitoes .on the 1\ orth Shore! Swat every adult mosquito and choke to death every other one. The more imp,ossiblc it is made for their egg" to be laid or Exterminate hatch, th<:: better for every warm weather re sident Mosquitoes! within our limits. 11osquitoes are an unmitigated pest. Thei.r humming is an oftense to our ears. And their bites irritate us to the point of madness and render living intolerable. Therefore we are unalterably and everlastingly in favor of crushing every vestige of mosquito life. If oiling the Skokie ditches is the most effective way of eliminating the pests in this neighborhood, then let the application of oil be repeated and thorough. Here it is ankle-deep in June, and the echoes of winter are still lingering. The bathing beaches are open, but who wants to switn or bathe in ice water? The principal obstacle to the cOining of seasonable weather is the big lake itself. So long as the wind comes from any other quarter except the east the n1ercury g.oes up. But just exact · s soon as the lake breezes blow, the qt ;ilver shivers down to 60, 50, or below. ·hat is so rare as a comf.ortable day in tl first half of June? .-·-·-·-·-·-·- -· -·-·-·- -- ·-. -·-··-~-·-·-·-.·-·-·-· ·...·.,..·...· SHORE LINES D June 17, 1927 A GOLFER KNOWS ··HIS JOB" And so next Sunday, June 19, is Fathers' Day? Of course it is. Which reminds us that not long ago, just after Mothers' Day, we asked a well-informed f r i e n d the date of Fathers Day Fathers' Day. "The first of every month," was his prompt reply. His reply, mildly tinctured with cynicism, led us to suspect that our friend didn't think highly of Fathers' Day. Our feelings on the subject harmonize with his. Fron1 time immemorial Father has been treated shabbily. And it's to.o late to · change now. He's so used to rough treatment that he wouldn't know what to do if he received a few kind words. Besides it's this rough treatment that has made a man .of him. "Poor papa" rather enjoys catching brickbats that are now and then flung at him. Something, however, tnight be .said in favor of Fathers' Day.· Every dog has his day, and why shouldn't Father? lVIorever there. is something in the idea of having as many holidays as possible. When every month contains at least two legal holidays we shall be well on the vvay toward that millenial time when every day will be Sunday, the time when nobody will have to work and everybody will spend the hours in sleeping. eating, and playing. We'll all be artists in that coming time. Anyhow, since next Sunday is Fathers' Day, what are you g.oing to do for the old man? Don't give him flowers . l-Ie doe sn't like them. Don't give him cigars. He'd rather buy his own. Above all, don't give him son1ething which you've charged on the monthly bill. The best you can do, \ve believe, is to receive him gently every evening when he comes home fron1 work, and give him ample opportunity to catch hi s breath after the day's battles. Let him take it easy until after dinner. It seems to us eminently fair that parking in the business districts of our north shore towns, during the busy hours, should be limited to an hour, or at the most to an hour and an half. Limit to N, o tices to such effect should be Parking posted in these districts. At the san1e titne, however, care · should be taken to extend these forbidden districts no farther than strictly necessary. People going to Chicago have been in the habit .o f parking their cars in the tnore congested parts of our towns all day and sometimes well on into the evening. We see no reason why they should not do this so long as there is no law against it. Districts where parking is litnited should be plainly indicated. The need for such time li-mitation is evident. Owners of stores have always the right to the use of their own frontages for purposes .of loading and unloading. And EAR MIQUE: Coupla weeks ago, Mique, you remember I slipped you a few well chosen words anent the golfers and the caddies and asked which was to be reformed. Well since then I've picked up some fresh info on the subject, which gives a different slant to the thing, so I'll slip it along to you. It seems .one of the "heavies" was bat - · ting the pill around at his home course and , as he didn't carry a compass and knew noth ing about dead reckoning, he "accidently·· sliced one to the north instead of the we st which is the charted course. The baJI sl~ot off into the rough, which IS ROUGH , and his caddie took after it on the run. The boy kept his eye on the spot at which the pii1 disappeared, which was about all anybody could expect from one pair of opti\s . . The ball_was lo 'l t, los t so thoroughly that t·,·cn · Chnstopher Columbu=couldn't have found it. But in the meantime the golfer sa untered onT, <b som~ golfers do, m~.:ntally distu~bed and rilc.d becau se his score wa s "shot." \Vhcn th e caddte couldn't find his· ball he facetiously remarked: "\Vhatsa matter kid, arc you blind?" The kid didn't mean to pull an tmpudent come back, but his thoughts formed the words and l?t' answered: "No sir I'm not, but maybe I wtll be after I follow so~e more of these 'right hoo k!'.'·· Th e kid 's reply tore through the thin skin and the "hca\·y" got all ltd up. He was so hot that he t hrcatcned to han: the cad<lie thrown off the course. He was sore bl'causc he pulled the bum dri\'c sore becau se hi~ caddie wa s "fresh"-sorl' at t11'c whole world. But he didn't get the kidthey call him Bud-thrown off the C?urst:. Hl' didn't, because a nice s hower cooled hun ofT. and after a good dinner the . world looked a lot bnght t·r. · He got to thinking and his thoughts n:s~ul on the caddie. By i10w the mental balance whtch had made him a succ~ssful business man had returned and he smiled as he thought of the kid and of what the youthful bag toter had said aitl'r. failing to find the lost ball. "That kid has a sense of humur," he thought t<· himself. "He \Yas right t oo, about my 'right hook .' That s my wea!<ncss and I'm going to try to c~r rect it. Perhaps he's right when he says lm likely to drin some caddies blind." I could end this story .right here, hut t)1is. i:a true story, so l'JI tell it all. iJud was mb :-.111~ from the caddie ma~h:r's housl· ior a couple ot weeks. No one seemed to 'mi ss the freckled neck young ter until one day the "hea,·y" who pla ys the leading rol e in this yarn \Hnt out for a round. . "\\here's that kid Bud," he asked the cadcltt master. "Oh h e won't bl' aruund ior awhile," answered the catidie master. "He's having trouble with his eyes. There's something \\'rong with them an.d the g lare of the sun out on · the course m a kes tt worse. Maybe be won't come back, but I won."t have any trouble finding another boy to take h1s place." The "heavy" played his round. And when h ~ was back in the clubhou se he picked out one ot the medico- members for his dinner guest. He told the Doc about Bud. "\Yonder if you couldn't fix up the kid's eyes," ht: remarked. "Eyes aren't. in my racket," came the ans\\'crcvidencc of lukewarm interest. "If he needs an operation perhaps we could send him to a spccialis~ and get the profes sion al rate for the job. Some or us fello\\'s might get together and pro-rata what · it costs." The "heavy" was silent for a moment, then he spoke. "Like H--1 we will," he exploded. "If the kid needs an operation. I'll find the specialist and it won't he a professional rate deal either. THIS IS ).J Y JOB." ··~~~ The closing chapter finds Bud out on the links doing his stuff. The "heavy" is out there too, and he cloesn't seem to be hooking 'em to the right anymore. Believe me, 1·f ique, a sense of humor often <lcYelops a Yaluable lesson. -THE OLD PLUG. ++++++++++ ·which does very uin·ly for this mrt· .lune Day t·uition of Shore LinE>::~. -MIQUE.