Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1905-04-29

Cant James H. Harris. warden OF the
jail. thinks man should always tell MS
friends he feels well when asked the ques-
ton.
when a man says he feels we'll. says
the captain. ''he makes his friend feel pee-
ter than if he complains. So many people
are In the habit of complaining that 1t be-
comes second nature with them and really
makes them feel under the weather.
The captain had occasion to visit MS
former home in Indiana a short time ago
and while there he met many OF his oid
friends.
''They were all we'll" he remarked TO
star reporter upon his return. land none
Of them had any complaints to make. 1t
was rather remarkable that such was the
case but the farmers were so prosperous
that they forgot their other Ills ana kept
their troubles to themselves. -,
"Speakln of prosperity, he aodeu,
saw more evidence of 1t in Indiana this
wear than ever before. Heretofore the
farmers would complain of crops prices OF
something but this year they all seemed
satisfied and did not even complain ABOUT
the cold snap that had threatened little
damage to their crops In one section where
most of the inhabitants were formerly poor
people they had replaced their shahIies
with substantial homes and had their Dig
red barns to show that they were keeping
pace with the times
X X X
He went In where it said Push on the
door: his nose was blue and his feet were
sore for he had tramped many dusty
mile with aching limbs and never
"smile" and his throat was dry as this
tie The barkeep saw the lusterless eye, he
heard him cough and heave a sigh. and
gently ask for drop of rye to lubrlcate
his whistle. The bottle slid across the bar,
ba bor wbiSnprpI. There YOU are,
what's on the side?'' and the man replied:
Some settler to stop the sizzle. He got
that too. and turned TO view the size of the
big black bottle then with crook OF his
elbow took bath to wash his throttle. The
barkeep's eyes stood from his head like
warts on a cuCum'er, and to the thirsty
one he said: MY friend. that drinks a
hummer. You ought to so into the whisky
biz" Then the man asked: why. good
deacon?" And the sad-eyed barkeep then
replied: You can buy 1t cheaper than we
can"
y
This talk about the luck of women is all
rot. When they're comm your way to
win you can play 'em with your eyes shut
and the green and yellow things will keep
Topping right into your mItt. but when
the run O luck changes you might as well
take to the timber and hibernate for
spell cause there's nothn' dom for YOU.
There was a tone OF utter disgust In the
voice of the dOper who had been following
the ponies for the past few years, and,
urged. he unimbered his guns and threw
a few broadsides at the luck Of women.
His wife was the particular subject of his
remarks on this occasion.
You see, II was this way. Benning
did me dirt when they were here and 1
had about decided to open a subway tavern
or some other legitimate wood alcohol place
where I could recuperate honestly, when
al This pipoliCO thing and wfa
trots around and asks for a few yellow
ones to try out her luck 1 hated to throw
money away that way, especially when the
bank roll was looking pretty cheap to me-
but l passed her a couple of centuries and
then sneaked away where I could dream OF
trips to Switzerland and nice little hand
painted steam yachts and the ct ceteras.
! had a bunch that a thing they call horse
was going 10 win at Aqueduct, but of course
I swallowed the dope that women are the
real things when you need a run of luck, so
I didn't play It. I was too short to risk
any more II I wanted to eat this summer,
so I let her have her way.
80 over to Baltimore she trots and lay
IN wait at the ticker. l didn't know what
that good thing at Aqueduct all the same.
and presently in she came, winner by
forty miles at 6 to I. 1 groaned but kept
trying TO believe wife would bring back
bunch from PimicO. I dreamed I had up
hundred on that nag at 6 TO l. but the
dream didn't cash In and I went to the
station and waited for wife.
she landed all right at the station, and
that's the only place she did land. That
layout of robbers over there got her 800
and my bunch landed the stuff at to l.
Wouldn't that kill a mans belief in the
luck of women? SO long. Think I'll take
trip in airship and fall out"
X
Even the old italian fruit vender was
moved to good humor during the cold
spell which lowered around in the vicinity
OF Washington for few days recently.
customer approached fruit stand near the
District building and looked at the meager
display of oranges and bananas Immedi-
ately the door of the small shanty which