Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1905-12-09

| rich-togged fookers o skirts at all. They
won't do FIR any part o. tn Journey an
| they're i'ble |, follow youse four blocks
| 7 put one o. tn biddies wit badge mex
| ..y.r lay;
| pick out tn auiet-dressed. unassumin' lit
| tic fripges, that amt got no strut about
EN- at all. an that walk wit their hans
| In front o EN-. of-fashloned. an their eyes
on tn groun. That's tn deep, sympathetic
| kin'-th' kin that have troubles in their
| families. an brothers an husban's an such
| Ike gone I tn ki-yis. an all that sort o.
| thing-partickier IL they're dressed in black
ailus like { mace tn kin that's dressed
| In black. an widdies is tn SWEETEST kin o.
| graft fr tn panhandier.
! Wen. want { side up 1ongsIde tn
| skirt like I've toll you bout. an talk low
| an soft SOS not { scare her an at tn
same time make her tink youse Is so
starved that youse can't talk very loud, an
! Wen she looks up y'want t git real earn
est an slip her tn hungry spiel. II y'r
good 'nough at TIL graft y1l be able e
squeeze a little o. tn wet into tn corner o.
each o her lamps VILE y'r teliin her that
y haven't seen tn color o. pork chop
| that.
9TH hungry Ian nearly allus nan tn
skirts. They's somethin' constitooshnaI
| bout tn right kin o. wmnen that makes
EN- feel bad bout III idee o bein'
hungry. That's what y nggers on In
| macin' EN-.
When Women Are the Victims.
|
| ngger-alus make 1t dime wen v'r
macin' skirt, or she's pooty Mble T. slip
youse coupla coppers like as II youse was
| a organ grinder; an she's poorly Ii'bIe Z
| do that anyway, wen 1T comes L that
| FIR it's also ag'in tn nature o w:mmin =
| be open an free Wit their coin. They
| have too much trouble in paufandln II
| from their husbands themselves / s'poss
In tn course o days work. y'r allus
| li'ble t stack up agln few skirts thatu
| pay VT way. met one o EN- cOupla days
! ago She was a nice-lookin' oil gray-halr-
| ed pusson, an she wore gol' trimmed specs
/ heaved her TIL starved-out spooch an
she pipes me off over tn tops o her specs
an she says:
Dear me. tn pore man DO look hun
gryi'
It's been four days sence I had so
much a bite. ma am says l. an bein'
| nachully thin-that's one o tn things that
makes me a star panhandler cause [ look
| tn part-I give III nice oil grayhaired
| pusson tn look like | could eat a coyote
stuffed Wit Roman candles.
Then she begins tn search t'roo her
pocketbook, an nix tn piece o tn tin
color coin has she got. Then she rubbers
at her little wad o paper Cush, an all she's
got on tn small size is a two-spOt. She
skins this off'n her roll an gives me tn
searchin' look.
"Youse looks like honest young man,
IL youse Is hungry says she. an she slips
me- tn two-spot an tells me t run into tn
drug store on tn corner an git change
a
picks up enough onct In a vile wen y'r
workin' tn skirts Z make 1t pay
But" Intercepted the panhandler's
listener, didn't you return the change OF
the s2-biiI to the kindly old lady?"
The relaxed panhandler rubbed his eyes
and gazed hard at his questioner Then hs
choSed up with pure glee and rolled around
| in an excess of mirth on the bench on
which he was seated. 1t was some time
| before he was able to resume:
'Th' panhandier that follers tn graft
81 "a.
| sionally. One evenln'. recent. vile tn
races was here, 1 maced howlin swell
outside one o. tn big hotels.
| The swell mug cuts my spooch right of
| by sayin':
When Greek Net Greek.
'Thatll do fr youse. chum. TIL stuffs
| yours already. l was lookin' FIR pam
| handler. I'm goin' { bet a Gousan' on g.
good ting tomorrow, an I've got a sooper-
stishun that I allus cops wen / digs up 9
a panhandler before gittin' tn big coin
| down
And, say, he peels a ten-spot from his
roll an hans It t mel
Me work amy more that evenin2 Not
annyi l hikes me right down here were
l am now, an flashes tn big green papesky
on TIL barkeep an orders him aroun' some
thin scan'lous, an tn barkeep he dances
me out a bunch o goods from tn ten
cent barrel, an l chucks him tn teuner
like as II they was four pounds more OF
EN- were dat one come from.
9Th, barkeep picks up tn note an takes
a peek or two at il, an then he picks up
mallet an comes aroun' FIR me, an til
way he did poun' tn fear o. tn wrath t.
come into me an chuck me tin boots an
Ian me my map out in tn middle o tn
But why7" interrupted the plnhander's
listener. What had you done to HING"
"Oh, nottin," replied the pauhandler's
"'ceptin' tryin' t work off tin bummest
piece o. bogus green stuff that was ever
turned out O. phony pulp works" and the
relaxed panhandler shook his head sadly
over the recollection OF the sinfulness and
deception Of the sportive almoner who mad
slipped him tn ten-spot. c. l.. c.