Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1905-08-28
SOME ECCENTRICITIES
HOW COLLEGE GIRLS HAND OUT
TALK AT MEALS.
Democrats of Kittery Swiped by o.
Wave of Moraity-Comment on
7. Roosevelt's Philippine Policy.


out from underneath the mortgage All
around the hotel people were turning the
leaves of time tables, seeing what con-
nections one could make at Boston, say
with banana line steamer to Brazil, or
how man might best get back to Port
land. Me. or Nagasaki. Japan.
The rest, mostly speaking, were upstairs
fitting their summer buds into steamer
trunks and travelling bags, leaving always
corner for the laundry that cometh not.
For the prophets had it that this peace
less peace conference was nearly over, that
tomorrow night. OF Wednesday at best,
would see this one flying east and that ono
flying west and another toward cuckoo's
nest in the far east.
1t seemed almost like breaking homo
ties-ths prospect of saying goodbye to
the notables: White, the Boer burgher who
was born n Russian komura, the shrunkcn
and wrinkled, hppered herring in a frock
coat, Brer Rabbit Sato, the guessing. who
is so beautifully complex and so completely
beautiful; korostovtZ, the white moose;
Takahira, the yellow weasel; the cores
pondents from score OF lands and
all the rest of the show and its actors.
Yet there remained the consolation of hav-
ing seen the most representative gathering
of newspaper men ever housed under a
North American rooftree, even though 1t
away with their diplomatic job as badly
snarled as it was before their skilled
fingers began picking at its skeins.
The Regulars Were Bored.
But the truthful chronicler of telegraphs
as they are must record the fact If his
story is to he complete. The regular board
ers, the class that are much a fixture OF
a summer resort the sea serpent. and the
Yankeeland girl who is working her way
through Wellesley by waiting on the table
will spill no regretful tears upon their
hoo, i-r- n
break up of the negotiations. They began
to get bored with this whole business just
as soon the edge wore off the novelty or
it.
They chafe now at the prolonged presence
of lot of foreigners who for reasons OF
statecraft or other good and sufficient
causes decline to be either flirters or fiirtees,
and for the reporters, well, men VINO
would rather score news beats than points
at bridge can never expect to shine for long
at a coast hotel in August.
The present attitude OF most or the
chronic patrons of the Wentworth Is sum-
med up in the language of a dowager who
declared herself early in the game. On the
first day of the conference she sent her
maid to the head waiter.
Family in Mourning.
There is a vacant place at Mrs. MS
table" said TIE maid, speaking for her mis-
tress, but she don't want you to put any
of these reporters there. She don't think
1t would be proper; the family is in mourn
ing"
There is other dining room gossip with
snap to II. European journalist, growing
weary of boiled eggs served cold and lemon
ice served warm registered this plaintive re-
mark:
II don't desire a sophomore. Junior.
or q freshman. or even senior; what l
want Is a waiter.
The waiter corps is about equally divided
between Irish girls who are saving up
-Iz.1 Nynxr L ,ey1n vaA
girls who will teach school or be taught
when fall comes. 1t must be confessed
that the Irish girls put 1t all over their In
tellectual homegrown compatriots when u
comes to serving you well and speedily.
Higher education finds its limitations when
it hits a hotel kitchen.
College Girls Fetching.
These college girls have a way of grating
the Bostonese accent on un-Boston slang
that is fetching YES" one wise virgin was
heard saying at the breakfast table this
morning to the pair of nose glasses ana
high forehead who waits on the next table.
when she asked me that just had to give
her the horse larf-
Deacon Brown, the hot popcorn and fresh
roasted peanut prince of Portsmouth, Is no
longer pro-Japanese in his sentiments. He
hasn't done a cents worth of business
within the Nipponers bunch-not a sack OF
peanuts or a package of buttered popcorn
has any Japanese had of Deacon Brown,
whereas the Russians stop and buy every
time they come to town shopping. me
deacon is not mercenary. but he's open to
conviction. Looks to me as IL the Rus-
slams might be right" he said today ANY
set of yeller people that can't appreciate
peanuts like these is mighty apt to need
watching.
Kittery Democrats.
The democratic party In Kittery is In
bad way A wave of morality sweeping
no
wiped out half the democrats in the town.
The other half survives. He is Uncle
Charley Hughes Uncle Charley is safe
and sane and stalwart in the faith as ever.
He will get the full party vote out every
election, health permitting and circum-
stances properly polled. but town meetings
will be uphill work, with 500 republicans
on the other side, about the only help ne
can count on will come from Mel stimson'
the homespun historian OF kittery cove
Mel has always been an anti-imperiallst
from away up the creek, and he has line
of argument the Philippines which he
would be pleased to have T. Roosevelt call
and examine
column in themselves. Nine out of ten OF
them are old sailors, and nearly as great
a proportion learned their trade ana earned
their bread in the navy yard Lots or the
cid fellows sturdy griZzled boards with
huge gnarled hands, still work regularly at
the navy yard, just as their grandsires uio
named John Paul Jones built his I4-gun
man-o'-war right where the Kittery ferry
docks stand.
Veterans on the Pay Roll.
There are at least two veterans still on
the regular nav roll who helped to put the
Kearsarge together and then served her
cannon and trimmed her yards when she
whipped the Alabama. Some of the navy
yard men live ten or twelve miles out In
the hills on snug bits of farms bought out
of their savings. They drive in every morn
ing in their own rigs.
On their way to the luncheon aboard the
Mayfiower yesterday the newspaper men
passed six forts-ancient, modern and MID
die aged They also passed rocky nnger
pointing out to sea, which is ofhciaily
known on the impious maps of New Hamp-
shire as "Pull-and- e-damned Point"
Cambridge professor. writing a magazine
article about the coast, got around the
thing by calling the place Profanity
Point"
The Cambridge mans delicate treatment
of the subject has made him Justly popular
across the river in godly Maine. His name