The Sunday herald and weekly national intelligencer., 1890-04-20

story. 1t was all about kite that foated in
the air and went way up among the stars. ''And
the stars were so thick, mamma, way up in
those great white clouds, that my poor old kite
just stuck in among them and would not move,"
and Franklin stopped that this point in his
story might be appreciated. Then he went on.
"And then my kite fioated way up among the
clouds, way up, way up" said Franklin, grow
ing eloquent. "But," said his mamma, ''if it
was stuck how couldit go on foating?' ~ "Why,"
answered the baby, without a moments hesi-
fancy, Don't you know why? God saw it was
stuck, and He just put His arm down out of
heaven and unstuck it,"
X 4 X
There was a couple on F street the other day
who excited considerable attention. A dusky
belle of gigantic proportions and ebony hue,
gowned in flaming colors red and yellow pre-
dominating, her massive head in its frame of
crinkly wool surmounted by Duchess of Gains
borough hat, from which nodded and waved a
long white plume, held by string snow-white
bull-terrier. Their appearance was ridiculous
enough, but not half so amusing as the carriage,
or rather strut of the belle. She threw her
shoulders up until they nearly touched her ears,
and then raising her big, fat hands, with their
weight OF sparkling rings, to the level CT her
ample waist, she guided her pet bull-terrier
along to the chorus of "Say, where did you get
that dorg?''
X Il X
There is an abominable custom INDUCED in
by the newsboys which should be put a stop TO.
Those ambitious peddlers of news who ''get
stuck"-as the slang goes-invade the resident
portions of the community, where the good,
conservative citizen retires early, every evening
at about 10 o'clock, and yell and yell, with all
the strength Of powerful lungs, 'EXtry STAR
'EXtry CrHic' or 'Extry New York papers, -
awakening all those who have already sunk into
the arms Of Morpheus and frightening the
others, who imagine an assassination, to say the
least. Windows are raised, doors are thrown
open, and for a while there is an exciting traffic
IN the "eXtry'' papers, which prove to be only
the afternoon editions.
X X X
II wish books like Marie Bashkirtseff'
Journal would never become fashionable, -
said man prominent in the literary as well as
the social world. "Why ?" / asked. because
the moment a book becomes fashionable it finds
It's way into the boudoir of the society girl,
whose conversations are inane enough already.
When she reads book like poor Marie's jour
nal she imagines herself Marie, comes to the
conclusion she is not understood and talks
about things she does not understand, and her
conversations from being inane become abso-
lutely idiotic There is Ibsen's ''Dolls House, u
for instance, an interesting story enough as
stories go, whatever one may think of the moral
involved, but the society people have read ii
and talked it over, construed it this way and con
strued it that way, andfoundit replete with ideas
which lbsen never conceived of. The society
woman is, suppose, a necessary evil, but |
wish she would not go beyond her last"
No headache after drinking II. Portner Brew
ing Co.'S Vienna Cabinet and Culmbacher Beers.