Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1906-11-04
Libel on Philadelphia.

H. Bartol Brazier of the Philadelphia
Automobile Club said recently that too
many motor cops were grafters.
"All motor cops are not grafters. SAID
Mr.. Brazier The majority are not. But
too many of them are. Too many OF them
hold up Automobiles, not SO much Tor
the purpose of maintaining the law as OF
lining their own pockets. In truth, my
friends and myself have had dealings with
motor cops who were as dishonest as the
Philadelphians of the old Bucks county
story. It's date is 1888. And, of course. it
isn't true.
According to it a Pennsylvania Dutch
farmer once brought to the old market
down near the river. wagon-load OF pig
cons 1t happened that half-d-ozen other
farmers had brought In pigeons tnat Gay
too and the market was in consequence;
glutted The Dutchman, finding he could
not sell his pigeons at full price, oHereo
them at half price, but no one would puy.
and finally, since he did not want to cart
the great load of birds home again, ne OF
fered to give them away but the people.
according to the story, refused the glit.
"'They must be old and stale, SAID the
people, 'or else he wouldn't act like this
you may be sure.
Seeing that the Philadelphians would
not have his pigeons at all, the farmer
determined
drove them through the streets, dropping,
as If by accident, two or three blrds out
every rod or so. But the Philadephlans
picked them all up and ran after MIN,
shouting: Here, man, you're losing your
pigeons' And they threw them back into
the cart again.
THE farmer for while was at loss:
Then another idea for extricating himself
from his troublesome pigeons came to MN,
and he halted on Chestnut street IN the
shade of chestnut, and, leaning his back
against the tree. pretended to sleep;
Instantly, according to the old Dutch
story, the Philadelphians-man, woman and
child-swarmed softly into the cart, and
in jiffy every pigeon was stolen
On the Spot.
oliver Herford, the poet, illustrator and
wit, was entertaining four magazine edi-
tors at luncheon when the bell rang, and
a maid entered with the mail.
"Ah," said an editor, IAN epistle."
NO" said Mr.. HEREFORD, tearing open the
envelope. mot an epistle, collect
Pointer for School Ma'ams.
Winston Churchill, the novelist, was
talking in Concord about his failure to Sc
cure the nomination for the. New Hamp-
shire governorship.
There are tricks in every trade said
Mr.. Churchill. gravely. Perhaps in poll
tics there are tricks haven't learned yet.
Perhaps my political opponents were as
crafty as the young Sunapee school-ma' am.
This school maam never seemed to
work particularly hard, and yet she had
always the best class in the Sunapee dis
trict school. Not one of her pupils ever
failed to be prepared for his tasks. No
matter how difficult how complex a ques-
ton this schooi-ma'am might ask, every
hand would at once go up.
Hence, whenever visitors came to the
school. they were always taken to the
school-ma' ANS room, and she would hold
a sample recitation for their benefit
And such a recitation as it would be!
Perfect, absolutely perfect Every ques-
ton answered with the most unparalleled
accuracy, and every hand up to help out
the answerer in case he should for an In
slant stumble.
"One. day a jealous-minded teacher, sus-
pecting that 1t was impossible for any
class of children to be always so perfectly
grounded in their lessons, gave one of the
school-ma' ANS boys ten-pound can of