Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1906-05-12

help nor hurt II. Its animation attains its
maximum at two hours when the theaters
are doing their best to draw away It's
public-at 5 in the afternoon and at 10
o'clock at night
Thus 1t happens that not very broad
avenue, rather ugly, badly built, planted
with dusty-leaved trees, removed from
parks and gardens, without single square
is. nevertheless, the palpitating heart OF
Paris,
1t is the press that does 1t. The boule-
ward is the center of news and that is why
Parisians flock to IT. On and on each SIDE
of 1t the great dailies have their oflceS.
And What Paris will know tomorrow the
boulevard knows tonight.
More When the boulevard holds fact
1t judges it. From s pm TIL am. the
boulevard is the public opinion of France
and the world. Still more. For the "a
risians 1t is the fountain-head OF gossip
What papers may not print the boulevard
discusses in malicious whispers. II knows
who is Madame x. what colonel Fought
the duel the real name of the masked iady
This is why Berries lovely blonde De
clares the boulevard is nice Gently
very gently, toned down to her sort men
tality she too, feels it-eyen she-the
shadow of that mighty thrill.
Nearly Everything is Nice"
''Oh, BERTHE It is nice.'
She has her foot on Berries foot, be
meath the little table. She and BERTHE ind
it all nice. Before the obelisk ut the tomb
of Abelard and Heloise or eating in a Du-
val cheap restaurant they say it is nice
The catacombs are nice. the Bon Marche is
nice the Palace of the Louvre IS NICE
French coffee is nice and so are autoiho-
bles. In fact, they have found only TWO
things that are not nice-French tea ana
French soldiers 49,
BERTHE dear, they are such little men,?
cooes the rayishing blonde. The author or
"Pendennis' half a century ago, began by
saying it against all evidence, and BRUSH
tourists cling to the error.
It's their trousers, explains berue.
IT'S a crime to put able bodied men in
such bags"
All around the French are puzzled to
know whether this superb creature is Ber-
ties wife or just an acquaintance OF the
evening.
All around there are acquaintance Of
the evening. Look at that young Fellow
He jumps up from his seat on the terrace.
He threads the great throng swiftly. IN
q moment he comes back with gay-eyed,
laughing girl And there they sit beside
you, slipping coffee. studying the passing
throng like good old friends in no way
different in their behavior from BERTHE and
his blonde or you and me.
You see, the French can never under
stand these English girls A clerk of the
Printemps department store, sitting just be
hind u.s. was telling his table-neighbors-
who listened delightedly, though utter
strangers to him-how they came to his
establishment to fiirt.
C6S AnSldlSeS SudNtS, CeS CilICS J6dtttS
miss" are elegantly dressed. not bony tour
lst old maids in chip hats. but young girls
of the real monde, speaking perfect french
A Sop to Conscience.
They are arrant firts,' he told, though
in their flirting they seek to evangelze US!
While inviting their hand to be squeezed at
the glove counter while stabbing us with
their fatal blue eyes-they give us tracts!
They ask Are y~u married? How many
children have you? How much rent do you
pay? I know them! That talk Is 10 ease
their Anglo-Saxon consciences while fiirt-
Ing with the Paris clerk"
The two peoples understand each other
In nothing. To the English this living out
of doors at night is something dissipated
They imagine the people all around are
reckless bohemians and boulevardiers,
burning the candle at both ends. In reality
the mass is of the same material as BERTHE
and his aunt. They come to sit upon the
cafe terrace, revel in the lights and watch
the easy strolling multitude that flows be-
fore them Like mighty river
You know what a cafe terrace is? The
Cafe de la Paix has a great awning that