Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1906-04-01
AROUND THE CITY

4 young man in a store window was en-
PERTAINING a crowd with a before and after
pantomnme illustrative of the difference
between the old time collar button and the
new. He was going through the contor-
tions that Indicated the stud that tried
mems souls. when one of two passers-by
said to the other:
I've been wearing collars for half q
century and never had an experience like
that--did you?"
Certainly not. Some of these days Wei
be looking at some man in window DEM
onstrating the mother-in-Iaw joke"
A spirited bay horse hitched to buggy
stood before a bank In 18th street. He
wasn't standing either for he pranced and
paved and dragged at the iron weight that
held him until the buggy rocked like a
skin in storm. a pair of heavier bays
drawn up before the same bank stood as
motionless as bronze and looked with Sc
date eyes at their capering brother as II
in disapproval OF such horse-play during
business hours And the inevitable crowd
began to gather.
Just as the fiery, untamed bay was ar
ranging TO push the buggy wheels toward
the car track a nice, jollyfaced man
came out of the bank and caught him by
the name.
Cool down. son." said the man. in q
voice that any horse would love to mind.
What you want is a spanking, and u
you don't behave yourself that s what
you'll get"
The spirited one toned down enough TO
lay his nose on his masters shoulder, and
while he was rubbing 1t the man said to
the driver OF the team:
inst 11d q
has on blanket and your horses haven t.
He's such flyer that cover him on damp
days like this and he resents 1t. Never
mind, son. spring Is coming, some day.
Then he got in his buggy and the spirited
bay fairly flew" over the asphalt.
A big hunk of a man was Flooding along
in the rain. His umbrella was In keeping
with his size and his rubbered feet took
no concern of puddles. Other people sour
ried past him in the stormy dusk, and
nearly every umbrella bobbed up TO sho"
a curious face. For the man was singing.
His voice was not over loud, but the we'll
carried tune was penetrating and he was
perfectly regardless of time ana place.
And the song he sang for exactly twelve
and q half blocks, was:
For I'm to be queen OF the May, hhctAei'
I'm to be queen of the May.
A tIred-looking little woman sat on a
bench in judiciary Square. dapper young
ask insnuatingly:
MAY have half of this seat?'
yes. sir. You may have it all
And the tired-looking little woman got up
politely and left.
An ancient negro woman was hobbling
along one of the roads that wind TOWARD
the National Museum. Her good atured
faca showed small. brown and wizened
from the inside of a worsted shawl taat
had once been red; her NANCY cape was
of the beaded plush era, and her SKIRT was
sIruDl, beyond human language. As she
rar5e IN to two middle-aged women she
extended her hand Hospitality and caIied
out in a voice rich with good-natured as
Good mawnin' ladies, Yoh ole Aunt
Sarah's got poWI misery III H9i JAN
one of the women shook the black claw
az a hand and the other stood off as II
annoyed at the interruption
s'Air't got no scruhbfn' fob me, Is you.
honey? | got a pahlized laig an stun
tint in NAH ahm, but 7 wuks when KIN
Ell IT, De man down at de mahket gimme
a passle er raw meat bones an i picked
mp some throwed-away CABBAGE ledpes ~ y
wiyered 'tatahs, but l amt got me no
How can you work Aunt Sarah, with
your bad arm and leg?"
De Lawd alters heps me- honey. 1
u T Me- woman OF opened her purse and the old
woman beamed.
I aln't beggin'. honey. De p.lice resses
you If you begs-thanky. mann. is dis here
vuther lady yoh ma? You looks de spit
image of her. conslderin' de difference in
yoh ages" and Aunt Sarah smiled on the
"yuther lady" with sociabilty that snow
ed her three teeth to the fullest advantage.
The other woman did not smile in return
well, goo bye, honey. gotter trapse
home an staht man pot a-bilin after l
picks me up q few chips-Gawd' nheb'n bless
you"
"And who is your dear Aunt Sarah?' In
auired the woman whose age had been un-
der consideration.
Never saw her before. Oh, but you are
nice and mad mamma! Serves you right
for being disagreeable to my Aunt Sarah
You were rude to the old soul and she JAP
bed your vanity"
land DO you mean to tell me that you
shake hands and give money to every
old"
BY that time the two mtddle-aged women
had walked beyond the hearing of third
woman who was sitting on bench