Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1902-11-01

had the dessert and coffee served The lad
has expressed himself as delighted and
overwhelmed with what he has seen of the
United States, but 1t will be strange If he
doesn't carry back home with him some
curious reflections as to the dining room
manners he found In New Yorl's show no.
tel.
A Strenuous High School Girl.
The strenuous American girl had another
inning in one Of the suburbs Of New York
the other afternoon. She was returning
from the high school which she attended,
with her books under her arm, when her
attention was attracted by the spectacle of
with spade an emaciated horse hitched
to an overloaded wagon. The Italian was
trying to beat the horse up steep HILL but
the horses starved condition was such
that the feat was impossible for him, hard
as he tried
Let that horse alone" the high school
girl said In quiet tone to the Italian, step
ping over to his side.
her In his language which wasn't exactly
benediction, and then went on pounding
the suffering animal.
"Pn give you just one minute to unhitch
that horse from that wagon" remarked
the high school girl to the Italian. taking
little enameled watch from her belt and
gazing at the second hand
The Italian understood English all right,
at the young woman In the English tongue.
She didn't pay any attention to his swear
ing but kept on looking at her watch.
When the minute was up and the Italian
was still beating the horse she deliberately
tucked her watch into her belt placed her
books on the curb, went to the back of the
peddler's wagon. took a club which she
found there. approached the Italian and
laid his head open and stretched him out
senseless in the road with a business-like
blow of the club. Then she unhitched the
horse from the cart. led him to the brow of
the hill and tethered him to tree, re-
turned and got her books and went home.
The italian had her before magistrate on
the following day
Good girl" said the magistrate. when
the Italian had Missed his story and de-
Wish you were one of my daughters. You
did just what I'd want them to do under
similar circumstances. Go home. You are
discharged"
laundering Police Work.
When 1t was announced a couple of weeks
ago that, following the lead of France,
England had determined, through the Scot
land Yard detectives to expel large num-
Der of professional high grade crooks and
grafters, Americans, from England, the
New York police concluded they would give
New Workers, an exhibition of their vigil
lance. So, when the Majestic, the first
steamer from England to arrive here after
the English decree of expulsion, pulled up
at her pier the other morning, the pier was
literally alive with ostentatious headquar-
ters detectives, sent down to the dock to
watch out for deported American crooks
who were expected to arrive on the vessel
They Hawkshawed around the huge pier
shed, trying to look rapt and mysterious.
and occasionally whispering to very new
reporters of the big hauls they expected to
make when the steamer had locked There
seemed to be about as many fly cops on
the pier as 'longshoremen, and they GER
tainly were four times as busy. But they
roped in no crooks. The steamer had a
clean bill of lading so far as the expelled
grafters were concerned.
One administered little man, however,
the last of the passengers to come down
the gangplank, aroused the suspicion Of the
sleuths. He had a hesitating sort of man
ner, and his pockets looked bit bulgy
The horde of headquarters detectives gath
cred round him and demanded that he ex-
plain himself. The little administered man
looked confused, and mumbled something
inarticulate in reply, whereupon he was
searched They found in his pockets cam
era, number of photographs Of different
sorts of famous criminal and a pair of
handouts. The little man with the crimson
whiskers was Scotland Yard detective
over here on little mission Of his own.
"Blime me-" he said, in an astonished
sort Of way, "but wot bally hold lot O.
'Awkshaws you fellows hare, to be sure,
blime mel"
He was right--they are odd Experts de-
clare that New York is now In the hands
Of the most extraordinary job-lot of police
in the history OF the metropolis. c. L. C.