The age-herald., 1901-10-22
B!uearass in the Parks.


 Bluegrass in the Parks.
 "We are engaged in well-directed ef- forts to beautify and make more attrac- tive the cityis parks for the coming win ter, and there Is good reason for expect ing that these parks will be more pleas ing to and more used by the people than ever has been the case before except dur ing the past spring and summer, when the real effects of recent Improvements first became manifest" said Street Com missioner John w McCartin yesterday.
 "The parks are now being sowed with bluegrass, and all possible care is being taken to make the work successful The first of our best efforts are being ex- pended mainly upon Capitol Park, for the reason that it is in a more densely populated district and is a great deal mare extensively made use of by the npblic more especially by children.
 What a pity we haven't got real ropgh-and-tumble playgrounds for the children-spacious grounds where the youngsters could play ball. and also have big piles of sand at their service! most
 
 with suitable and ample playgrounds, for there is no one thing that contributes more to the upbringing of youngsters into healthy and strong men and women"
 "Heap Beer, Heap Chlck'n-Fine."
 Sour" laconically observed the toiler of the night after he had bitten the big red apple he had purchased of the big Greek fruit vendor of the sidewalk whom he had long known and patronized.
 Dat so, Sparta man? l don't know I no eat inn
 Don't eat apples?a asked the man. him. self very fond of that fruit and surprised to find fruitseller who wasn't.
 'No-I no eat i'm repeated the Greek, with shrug of the shoulder and a grimace that instantly gave place to genial and expansive smiling, hahitual with most Greeks when friendly interest is shown in them.
 Well. what fruit do you eat?" the customer asked.
 No fruit--I no eat fruit--apple pear, peach, orange, banana, grape, lemon-I no eat-nevvar!'
 Then what do you eat?r "Beer,i
 "What?,
 "Beer-seex, sevun. twel glasses day Heap beer!'' holding up ten dusky digits and laughing merrily the bronzed in- carnation of good health, good spirits, genial merlin ment.
 The toiler of the night himself was i'll and weary, worn and unhappy. For ten terrible nights and ten tiresome days he had been low down In the mouth with an unromantic and positively vulgar cold in the head; and having finished his nights work was on his way to his un- restful bed The figure of the fat and merry Greek, therefore, impressed him with much force and not a little philoso- phy, and before he was aware of the change In his own spirits he, too, was grinning and making merry, so powerful is the contagion of cheerfulness! He ate the sour apple leisurely and purchased another the good-hearted Greek rattling on merrily the while. The toiler rattled, too and there by the fruit-stand in the chill hour after midnight he actually for BOL tO De IIllStTdDlts anu HdNlnB QTunk some beer in his time with not the happi- est results, he found the reflection fore ing itself upon him;
 How Is it possible that heap beer seex sevun. twef glasses a day-could produce such perfect health and good spirits?'
 'Tell me, O tell me, thou swarthy laugher from Attica's far shore-how do you do it?' he demanded.
 ''W'at?" asked the Greek, astonished
 Grow fat and merry on heap beer? Don't you eat anything with your beer?" with strong and despairing accent on "any."
 "Chick'n.n
 Chicken! Oh, you do eat something then, do you?" breathing relief.
 ''Chiok'n-heap chickn, heap beer-heap beer, heap chick'n-fat--feel goode-fine, fine, Sparta man! Hai, hal, hal. No eat fruitv'