Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1906-05-26


en-. but for this one. why. she's back
here because she wants TO take Iitsle
ride on the cars with her man. the same
being me. and I'm smoking. see? And If
she doesn't mind the smoke, what do y<u
carer
.oh! ! didn't know the lady was with
anybody-scuse me said the peevish MAJ,
hooking crushed. and then all of the other
men In the back seat gave each other the
nudge and looked happy over his disconi-
fiture
Another exceptional case: A substantial
looking middie-sged woman was riding
herded up with the smokers On an open
14th street car a. few evenings ago. when
one of the men--who probably felt some
speakabie stogie he was smoktng-thus adj
dressed her:
Lady. these three last seats are for men
smoking: There's lot Of room up front"
'front.' placidly replied the middle aged
woman. but I am sitting back here be-
cause 1 like the smell of tobacco smoke
Thank you so mitch, but prefer to remain
mere II you and the others don't mind
Whereupon that slaminskevitch also
looked teenchy bit sorry that he d spoken,
Ihese however. as It has been explicitly
stated, were unusual cases The fact re-
mains that whole lot of women who don't
ike tobacco SMOKE, and who take no pairs
Whatever to conceal their aversion to It.
climb into those three rear seats among the
smokers, when all the time there's room, 10
burn. as 1t were. in the forward benches
or the open car. When such n woman pbo
thus deliberately places herself in this Sit
uation begins TO sniI. and cough and to dart
dagger-like glances a the men around her
who are smoking those three last seats
~ Is tne most natural thing In life that
they being human, should go right on
smoking with unabated. not to say IT.
creased, fury, no matter how gallant they
may be under normal circumstances when
gaIiantry Is the correct play. But there
are few men who look upon eallantry as
the proper play at such a juncture They
have sort of feeling that the woman who
deliberately projects herself into the smok-
Ing end, ignoring all of the room In from
and who then indicates by sundry and
divers freezing giares that she wants al
of the males to stop smoking Just to satisfy
her caprice-well. they have a sort of feel
ing that they're going to puff with goof
deal of renewed earnestness and vigor on
Whatever they're smoking. that's all.
Expresses Her Mind Freely.
Once In while some extremely militant
woman of this sort let's out on the smokers
| and tells EN-. addressing them generally.
that men who'll puff their nasty old cigar
smoke IN ladys face are no better than
pigs, etc, whereupon the pigs. seeing what
a vast amount of nice room with sweet
uncontaminated air, there Is I'D front o,
right on smoking as If they were doing IL
~ ailtrcpason OF raise in salary for their
smoking eHorts at the end of the trip.
Talking about the aroma of tobacco sur-
gests some other aromas to be experienced
when you're abaft-or the open cars
or all the virtues reuunciation seemetf
the noblest. and yet 1t would seem that
there are many. many otherwise worthy
ana deserving people who find 1t impossible
to renounce spring onions for dinner when
they know. or ought to know. that they're
going to take ride in the open cars afte-
dinner.
Not so many evenings ago there stepped
into the seat directly ahead of us a pair OF
hea ttfa
any normal human would care to meet uD
| with in the progress of a weeks trudge
Their countenances were lovely with youth
and health and color, their hair was worth
| any mans study from the rear for its burn
| ish and graceful arrangement. their slight
| ly peek boo shirt waists were something,
| TO attract and fix the gaze and there waa
q general air of wholesome EnuuEneSs and
| refreshingness about them that would We.
Just as we haG got this far In our re.
| hections the car, that had stopped to lie:
! them on. went ahead and the pair o.
beauteous young creatures started to chat
| ter animatedly and laughingly. Then-oh
| then!-however is there in this mortal lifa
anything quite 50 notwithstanding as sprinf:
onions-spring onions when the person sit
| ting In front of you has been an accessory
both before and after the fact as Ii were"
Those two beauteous young creatures haG
been clearly guilty, and our dreams Of
Aphrodites and of the fragrance of aspho-
del meadows were shattered in a twnkling
Yes, we moved away from there.
Some More Problems
Another thing that we could never quito
| understand is this: If a man will permit
the barber to put bay rum on his hair when
| he gets his hair cut. why will he invaria-.
| bly, remove his hat when he is riding in tho
| open car directly ahead of you. immediate
| ly after that bay rum has been applied to
| his locks? 1t may be that he imagnes he
| is stalking those behind him to treat. H.
| may be, too. that he Is trying to give the
breeze a chance to blow that aroma out OF
| his hair. But. however he views the mat
| ter, the unbonneted man with the bay rum.
| hair cut is a sad proposition to go up
against, or, rather, to get behind. on ar
| open car, and have known of folks to
| change their places and sit up on the front
bench right behind the motorman rather
| than tolerate him. But at his worst, the bay
! rummed man in front of one isn't any more
| awful than the girl-also in front OF you
VINO, from the beginning to the end of the
| ride, munches peppermint lozenges from
| the paper bag Of EN- that she has In her
| lap.
| In connection with this business OF rid
| ing on the open cars, another little prob
| lem is herewith submitted: Does a mans
| unwillingness TO have his trousers muddied
| up around the thighs thereof indicate that
| he possesses a deadly hatred for children?
/ For example, the mother of dear little
| boy with mud on his cunnin' little shoes
plants him in the seat right alongside you
| in the open car. In about a minute he
/
| and gaze backward, and then he begins to
/ wriggle around and in the course. OF his
| wriggling he very neatly swabs ALI of the
| mud off his cunnin' little shoes onto your
| trousers Whereupon you begin to brush
| at the muddled spots. The mother of the
| dear little boy catches you brushing at the
| muddied spots on your trousers, whereupon
| she glares at you. much as to say.
| You're one of those miserable, calloused
! scoundrels who hate children, aren't you?
| and she plants the boy in the seat in the
regular sitting position, and he finishes the
| job Of muddying your trousers further
| down around the calf. and his mother views
/ you with baleful and suspicious glares for
| the remainder of the trip. Is there any
| answer? For we have known men who
really loved children who didn't love mud
| on their trousers.
| The girl directly IN front Of you who IS
| eternally fixing the hatrpins and combs
| and things In the back OF her hair-espe-
| cialIy if she's got a nice little shiny ring or
| two on the fingers of the fixing hands
pretty apt to make you nervous If she keeps
| on Juggling and hauling at that back halr
] for the entire journey, but you can dodge
/ that by ,,,
what's that, conductor? District line and
| another fare? All right Yes, tickets. Two
out? No. One! Glang. Z. l.. =
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