The Washington critic., 1889-05-11
THE TOWNS PHOTOGRAPH.

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Inns and other light fabrics are seen on
the promcnades. Washington Is the
city of all others for the wearing of
lightcolorcd clothing, and the ladies
are not slow to appreciate and take ad.
vantage of H. What In other places
would look odd, out of place and excite
remark does not here excite unusual at
tention except perhaps when costume
of more than ordinary variegatedness
is seen. White dresses are impossible
in manufacturing and purely business
cities, where dust and smoke soon ruin
them, but here in summer they can be
worn in every part of town.
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The Botanical Gardens are the great
hunting grounds of the cats, not only
in its immediate vicinity, but for half u
mile round. Birds love flowers and cats
love birds, and the saunterer through
the grounds can ut any time find dozen
members of the feline family comforta-
bly, ensconscd under some thick brush
waiting patiently for an unsuspecting
little chirper to come within distance.
Then there is n spring, breaking of
fragile bones. and in two minutes Mas.
Ter Tom is again sitting in the shade of
the bush placidly washing his face with
his paws and wondering, no doubt, why
the little fools don't keep out Of his way.
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Washington is late sleeper. the peo-
pie as a rule like TO lie in bed and up
to o'clock in the morning the streets
are almost deserted. The people astir
are for the most part servants going to
their work, milkmen going the rounds,
ncwsboys carrying their routes and n
few belated roysterers, red.eyed and
thick-headcd, making their way home
The late slcepers lose the best part of
the day-the three hours between five
and eight are the most beautiful of the
twenty-four, especially during the hot
days, and it Is strange that they are en-
ioyed by so few. The breczes blow
fresh and pure across the parks and
down the avenues, the dew sparkles on
the grass, there is quiet restfulness
that cannot at any other time be found
The streets are clean, the birds, not vet
frightened by the hum and hustle of
the day, sing sweeter trills and every
thing seems in accord. Try an early
morning walk and IL will be pleasure
you will not soon forget.
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In the rear room of Police Headquar
tiers sits q man who is full up to his eye
brows with mystery. From his eye.
brows inward the space is filled with q
heterogeneous mass of clues and gray
matter. He is the detective who has
been working on the Jueneman case. II
is to his credit to say that he has not
forgotten thing that was learned about
the murder when il was first reported.
He has been out several times and has
had his feet wet in wild search after
clues, and has lost many precious mo-
ments from trimming his side whiskers
and polishing his spectacles. When he
shakes the creases from his umbrella
and starts for the front door of the de-
tective Office wrong g-doers tremble and
fly Like all true detectives, Mr.. Mat
tingly avoids having his profession pub.
licly known. He would never be taken
for detective. Mr.. Mattingly was
formerly bookbinder in the Govern
ment Printing Office, in which occupa.
ton it is said he manifested much
efficiency,
The travellers on the railroads who
enjoy the consolation of bottle of beer
from the buffet from time to time are
obliged 10 keep fairly posted as to the
geography of the country through
which they are passing. A Washing.
ton man who was recently travelling in
the West discovered at the bottom of
the bill of fare, in small type, the
words, Prohibition State" II looked
at first glance like the name of the
printer as 1t is usually found on pro.
grammes or menu cards. But in spite
of its seeming insignifcance it told vol
umes. 1t warned the traveller that he
was to pass through Ohio, prohibition
State, in which the buffet is rigidly
closed. The Washington man profited
by the suggestion and purchased sew
eral bottles then and there, leaving
them in the custody of the steward until
they were wanted. Then when other
passengers were drawing meagre com.
fort from the insipid flow of the water
cooler he leaned back in solid satisfac.
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