Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1897-11-23
THEY DRIVE HIM HOME.
Street Pinnns an Adjunct to Civil
Service Comm issiOn.

II don't PR tend to he very superstiticus."
said gentleman today to Star reporter,
but some. ming happened recently which
had croa: effect upon me. In fact, it
had such al effect that it completely
changed al my plans In consequence l
am going home very shortly
The speaker vas from one of the south
ern states, who at home is regarded as a
politician of the first rank. He has held
positions of considerable Importance in
lis own state, and at one time was given
government place above the average.
From the way in which his fences stood
around his political preserves at home, and
upon the advice of mis- friends, he came
to Washington to accept or at least try
for an excellent appointment under the
government. The IDEA that he would have
any trouble in securing it did not enter
his head when he left home. He had the
assurance that he could get a position with
out any delay. and started out full of life,
hope and happiness.
The rest of the story he told to a Star
reporter is as follows:
Most happenings have very little effect
upon ne. l don't mind seeing the moon
over my left shoulder and don't hesitate
to start out on any undertaking on Fri
day. The combination of circumstances.
however, which met ME has knocked the
props from under me.
In the first place. when / started from
home it was very pleasant as far as the
weather went. You may laugh If you
choose, but the closer 1 got to Washington
the chillier 1t got, until when / reached
here and got off the train it was extremely
cold. to my mind, although it may not
have been considered so by persons used
to a more frigid Climate. Besides a little
physical discomfort, this had little effect
en- me. By the way, / think there are
more street pianos in Washington than
any place / ever saw, and they are con-
Tod xy-ifh no tor hnh dc
to return home.
LAS l stepped out of the station one of
the pianos was drawn up to the sidewalk
and began grinding out much to my sur
prise and little CONSERVATION, Just Tell
Them That You Saw Me- That was all
right. / took a cab and was driven to
my hotel. When 1 alighted and entered
the office another piano, not the same one
at all, grinding out The Heart Bowed
Down..
Il thought it rather strange and began
to have Il suspicion that something was
wrong. The next piano that / ran across,
or rather which seemed to lay in wait
for me. was playing She May Have Seen
Better Days
Believe it II you will. the very next
one 1 struck had selected much to my
Nebber Comes Back In view of the fact
that had just a short time before called
on a prominent politician, who had exacted
a promise from me to return later, this was
rather discouraging.
oh, I Don't Know, You're Not So
Warm You're Not the Only Pebble on
the Beach, He Never Cares to Wander
From His Own Fireside' The Old Ken
lucky Home, They Are the Best Friends
of AL were the tunes in rapid succession
played by the omnipresent pianos that
were prosecuting me. They got me reused
up to such pitch of discoura cement that
resolved not to stay any longer. / re-
turned to my hotel, packed my grip and
resolved to return home. Let Bygones
Be bygones and 'There'H Come a Time
played by two pianos directly after l shook
the others. had no power to turn me from
my determination
"Of course l don't mean to say that the
street piano players of Washington are
subsidized in the interest of the govern
nent to try and prevent office seekers
from caring their welcome out, but / 90
think. from the way they struck me, that
they form n sort of adjunct to the civil
service commission"