Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1905-04-08

mind. Rents won't go down in de diamond
| back districts of Manhattan; to let signs
won't take de place of servoint COILS de
front windows of de mansions of de terra
pin territory of de metropolis; de police
man in de brown stone quarters will still
have hot coffee and better beverages solved
TO him at de basement entrances of mil
liOnaiTe row; de hold-up industry will go
merrilly on in de avenoo, and de carriage
trade will continue to be wort advertising
for.
Me point sir, is dat dere is some million
or of gents and DER families what
wouldn't live out of town rent free, wit
salary to do it on; dere is rich and poor.
native born and foreigners from Pittsburg
and odder dependencies who can't and
won't be happy till dey gets de feel of
Manhattan in der bones and keeps II
dere"
1 was linking of what de gents was say
ing when me and Duchess takes a whirl
around TO say goodbye to a few frens. and
special me modder. Well, dere was de old
ladies, modder and Mrs. Murphy, near
croisy wit excitement, and all of DER neigh
bors in de same state of MOVIES and mind.
What's doing?" l says, seeing dat dey
was dressed in DER Sunday close and ready
for to go out on parade. And dey must
have put in whole bargain day in Grand
street, for dey had new bonnetS and waists
and gloves, and sure was swell for fair.
Duchess, she nearly faints when she sees
'em, and Mrs. Murphy asks EN- if her
waist was de latest style for de aVenoo.
Say, even 1 could frame it up dat de goods
she was wearing had been called in up
town a dozen years ago, but Duchess. when
she caught up wit her breat she says de old
ladies was hints from Paris.
We'll den," says modder, I'll tell you
what me and Mrs. Murphy is going to do"
And tell quick" L says, "or I'll die, or
trun fit wit me curiosity
"'Tis de trut as ever was, says Mrs.
Murphy, dat you modder and me has
done so fine wit de laundry dis year dat We
are going to take look at de avenoo for
DIS foist time"
"And stand you and Duchess lunch in
de SWEETEST place dat will let us inside de
DOORS" says modder.
Twill be better dan soicus, L says.
Leave US start before you change your
minds
de corner stone of de cathedral was
blessed" says modder. Your fader was
alive den, but you wasn't. didn't see de
avenoo because of de crowds and didn't
notice nottin at All because your fader,
dear man, was fighting most of de time for
to get breat for me. DucnesS, GEAR, IS me
hat on straight
AS 1 was telling you, de neighbors was
dere in plenty, and wild wit excitement for
to see de old ladies make their start to
de avenoo; and SO, of course, a can was
sent out now and den. dat nobody would
die of de toist; and Mrs. Murphy, she was
so busy wit all de goings on she didn't count
nor how much she helped to bring de bot
tom of de can in sight So when we started
Mrs Murphy was carrying nice little bun
along with her, and l tnk If she'd only
heard a band playing de Wearing of de
Green she'd agreed, without argument, dat
she was in heaven.
We takes a surface car dat lets us off at
a cross street. where we had only block
to walk, to cut right in de middle of Ave-
moo parade hour. And, say, 1t was a pa
rade for fair; de warm afternoon bring
ing out thousands of swell danes for to
60 to de shops or show what dey already
OF do ch
omen Victorias and broughams, horse and
oil kinds solid stream going up, a solid
stream going down; silks and satins and
ribbons and hats all to de good, with noisse
maids and kiddies on de front seats and
grand danes on de back; a soicus for color
and STYLE sure to make you wuzZy II you
looked at 'em too long.
But Mrs. Murphy would look: She could
see more than de rest of US, perhaps be-
cause two carriages, where dere was only
one. was an easy trick for her-and she
was near paralyzed with de number of
'em and de style.
'.For de love of heaven, Duchess, dear,
she says. sis every one going to a we'd
ding dat dey is all dressed up like dis?"
Its DER regular afternoon close dey Is
wearing" says Duchess.
"Sure you're fooling me! Dey is all prin-
cesses going to de lord mayors castle for
tea Oh, but de style of 'em, and de
beauty and de color and cut of DER
gowns and DER smiles and COMPOSITIONS
She got dat far, den all of a student let
out Kerry yell dat frightened all de kid
dies and started de mounted cops and foot
COPS and plain close men running our way,
to see who'd been murdered.