Evening star., 1902-08-02
HE LOOPED THE LOOP

Ever since the arrival OF the Jobsons at
the beach Mr. Jobson has been doing more
OF less flirting. so to speak. with the loop
the-ioop contraption; that is to say, he has
oeen furtively eyeing the huge electric loop
the-ioop sign, and giving vent to express
sions of admiration to Mrs. Jobson over the
ingenuity of what he termed a characters
lcaliy American invention for amusing the
people. and otherwise endeavoring to get
Mrs. Jobson to commit herself on the loop
the-ioop subject in an approving way. This,
however, Mrs Jobson declined to do.
1t looks foolish to me-" she would in
variably say when Mr.. Jobsou attempted to
steer her toward suggesting that they try a
whirl on the loop, 'and dangerous besides
What is the use of needlessIy facing dan
ger?'
She said something like this last evening
When' as they paraded down the board
walk, MT Jobson began to cast sleeps eyes
at the ioop-the-loop sign, and to comment
upon the amount of fun the loopers an
peared to be having.
Danger. nothing Mr. Jobson replied
TINS time, somewhat tartly. Dye suppose
the people that run the thing are going to
take chances on having to pay heavy dam
ages to people that get hurt or killed on
the contrivance? Not much are they
wen, IT looks mighty sinister, anyway"
said Mrs. Jobson.
SO does a church, if you've got a sinister
way OF looking at things, Mrs Jobson."
SAID MI Jobson, acrmoniously. so has a
G canal ooat on the bosom of the raging
chesapeake and Ohio canal So has a milk
wagon, II you haven't got any more gump-
tion than to stand in the way Of it and let
II run you down. We both of US ate some
sinister oysters for our dinner this evening,
although there was no r in the month of
august when l went to school. You'll be
oracing me to treat you to some sinister
looking Ice cream soda in about four minutes
ont 70
Mrs. Jobson. I'd recommend you to put
away those sinister smoked glass spectacles
of yours
They had walked well past the Ioop-the-
| ioop eieGlTlc sign by this time, and Mrs.
Jobson didn't consider it necessary to make
| any reply. Fifteen minutes later however
when they were on the return stroll and
passed the loop-the-loop sign, Mrs Jobson
VINO had mold Of Mr: Jobsons arm, felt
herself being propelled directly to the win
| dow where loop-the-loop tickets are
| bought.
Where are you going?" she asked him.
1--WE are going" replied Mr. Jobson, with
strong accent on the we Ito loop the
| loop
The expression of rock-ike determination
which only crosses Mrs. Jobsons features
| once in a great while crossed it now
| You may be going to loop the loop" she
| said quietly, but I-certainly-am-not."
Mr. Jobson dropped her arm and stood
| off and looked at her with grieving eyes
iiC hAe" tHdl wien she look I0dt tone the
| reproachful manner was the only one worth
| while for him to employ.
| How beautifully You enter into my little
| amusements." he said to her in a sad sad
| way. What an amiable, yielding de-
| lightful companion you do make for a man
| who tolls and slaves for eleven months in
| the wear for the sole and only purpose of
| being able to take you off on annual
| month-long vacation trip"
| Mrs. Jobson gaZed off in the direction of
| the phosphorescent sea, but made no COM
| ment-whch induced Mr.. Jobson to suppose
| that she was ashamed of herself. There
| tone.
| you have got about as much sporting
| blood he went on in his best Jobsonian
| manner. "as a can of imported sardines.
! packed in the state of Maine. If it WASH t
that YOU occasionally cut your finger in
| slicing bread. I'd never have any means Of
| knowing that your blood even ran red.
/ What do you come down to the seaside
! for. anyhow? To NOPE around like an in
mate OF the Home for Aged and Infirm
| Women. out for airing? Don't you
| think that you manage to put In enough
| heavy sitting around during the eleven
| months of the year that We spend In Wash
| ington?"
Obviously no rise could be got out of Mrs.
| Jobson along this line, but Mr.. Jobson went
| on:
This roop-the-ioop game has got the ele-
ments of excitement-joyous, jocund
| healthful exctement-in it. Everybody
| takes hack at it. It's one of the features
of the place. Hear EN- laughing AN and
! screeching over the fun of the thing! They
tell me 1t aids the digestion Come on.
| We're not million years old YETI
You try it. said Mrs. Jobson.
But 1 insist upon your joining me,
| said Mr.. Jobson.
Il am not going to loop the loop this
| evening or any other evening", said Mrs
| Jobson, just quietly and determinedly as
she had said it before.
| With snort Mr. JohSon rushed IN tC
| the loop-the-loop window and bought g
| ticket. good for one loop. Then he raced
| in the direction of one Of the waiting loop
| the-loop cars. Mrs. Jobson followed him
| into the inclosure to look on.
| The front seat of the car toward which
| Mr.. Jobson raced was already occupied by
| a pair of tittering young women. The real
| seat had also a passenger In the shape OF
| an extremely stout black woman who haG
| the general appearance of a seaside board
ing house cook. Her presence on the real
seat, however. didn't feaze Mr.. Jobson. He
| stepped into the car and squeezed himself
| into the seat alongside the stout black wo-
man, who regarded him suspiciously. and
| then the attendant strapped him into the
| seat with his dusky companion.
| The car had no sooner begun to slowly
| move up the incline than Mr.. Jobson's
ebon-hued seat mate started to calculate
"Lawd uh massy:' Lemme git out o
NAH min!' and other reassuring things
while she took tight clutch Of the straI
with her left hand and linked fat, strong
black arm to the arm of Mr.. Jobson that
was nearest to her.
When the car after reaching the leve
plane at the top of the steep incline, begar
to swiftly descend, the stout black woman
got a choking grip around Mr.. Jobson's
neck with he, loose arm, and then she
yelled at the top of her voice: "Aase
Gabriel. Amin uh-comin!' while the on.
lockers down below. watching the perform
ance in the strong electric glare, roaret
their approval.
In grabbing Mr.. Jobson around the neck
the stout black woman tipped his $50 Pan
anna from his head, and just after they
passed dizziy over the loop the piece oi
headgear Topped onto the track The blact
woman was so much excited and appalled,
over the nerve-racking experience of going
over the loop that even when the car be
gan to slowly circle back to the starting
point she forgot to unwind her big calico
wrapped arm from around Mr. Jobson's
neck, although he kept hurting out, Leg
go O. me, woman!' SO that when the cal
passed by the tiers of seats containing the
onlookers she was still clutching him affec
tionately, notwithstanding his wrigglng
Nor did she relax her grasp until the cal
came to a dead stop, and all hands wers
in spasms over the funny picture the bare
headed Mr.. Jobson made. AS he stepped