Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1900-05-19
HER tAlR HAD TURNED

young Washington iawyer got letter
! the other day from a. boyhpod chum and
classmate who left the capital a number of
years ago for Chicago where he picked up
a good practice, married ana settled down.
Dear pal" the letter ran, my wife will
arrive in Washington on the train next
Tuesday evening. She has been visiting her
relatives in Pittsburg, land us on her way
to visit her kith andekin IN New Jersey.
She has never been III Washington, and 1
want her to see what i pretty place it is in
spring. 1 wish you and Your good lady
would meet her at the station and show
her around for few hours ON Wednesday.
She will leave for New Jersey on Wednes-
day. I haven't a picture Of her with me
as 1 write this. but I'll describe her: She's
a swell locker. tall, with brown hair brown
eyes. very regular features, clear skin, and
an expression that is more generally pleas
ant than aot. You'll know her by the ex-
pectant air she'll wear. anyhow. for I've
written to her that you'll meet her." ETC.,
etc.
So. on Tuesday evening" the young Wash
ington lawyer and his wife were on hand
at the station to meet the young matron
from Chicago. The train from Pittsburg
was over hour late. When it did get in
the young Washington couple were at the
exit gate, eagerly ScrutiniZing all of the
female passengers who left the train. The
description they had to go by was a charac-
ter:stically masculine one. and there were a
number of "swell lockers among the wo-
men who debarked from the train whom
the description written by the husband
would have sat upon pretty fairly. All of
these. however, were in the company of
escorts or We're met at the gate by enthu-
siastic relatives or friends. and when the
crowd from the train had pretty We'll
thinned out and still no woman closely an
Swering the description seemed to be hover
ing about the gate with an expectant air.
the young Washington couple were in
quandary.
Perhaps she missed the train" said the
young lawyers wife.
Maybe she never got her husbands let
ter saying that we'd meet her at the sta
ton. suggested the husband.
Just then a tall and exceedingly hand
Some woman came down the long platform.
She answered the description all right. ex-
cept that her hair, far from being brown
was a very decided golden. She had the
eXpectant and somewhat worried air.
though. but the young Washington couple
concluded that she couldn't by any posi-
bllity be the lady they were looking for. on
account of that mass of golden hair she
Wore. and so they did not put themselves
forward prominently at the gate so that
she could see them She walked on through
the gate, still looking greatly worried, to
the women's reception room. and as she
passed by the young Washington couple TIE
feminine member thereof scrutiniZed her
closely.
Jack" she said to her husband. Il be
lieve she is the one. after ALL
But Jim didn't write that his wife was
fiaxen-haired-he said her hair was brown"
said the husband
Never mind. said the young wonan
shrewdly, Il think she's the one Let's go
in and ask her anyway"
They found the handsome woman with
the golden tresses in the womens waiting
room, looking greatly agitated and when
she saw the young couple her face brighten
ed The man went up to her with a boW.
aren't you Mrs. Blank?" he inquired.
"Oh. I'm so giad,-I was so Worried
yes she replied. and then the young law
yers wife came up, and they got into a
carriage and were ratified away to the
young couples home.
On the way the man pulled the letter he
had received from his classmate out of his
pocket and read the description. When he
came to the brown hair the lady from
Chicago blushed right up to the roots Of
her golden locks, and made her little con-
fesson.
James would never let me while l WAS at
home" she said, looking out of the car
riage window to hide her embarrassment.
but while / was in Pittsburg. at my sis
ter's I-er-touched j up, you know, and it
looks perfectly dreadful. and / m afraid 10
go home until the horrid old stuff wears off,
and" =
Well" cut in the husband, with grin.
there's one thing to be said in favor Of
natural hair; it's a bully good thing fpr
purposes of identification. If the little
woman here and | were not naturai-b"rn
sleuths. you'd have been the heroine tonight
of Il little curtain-raiser entitled Alone III
Washington wouldn't you?'