Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1906-05-06
AROUND THE CITY

~AiS tiCAA NdQ produced an assortment
lhat made the counter look like a gone
mad coy corner. but nothing suited the
customers SO well as a rakish thing bear
ing the embroidered motto, "A cold stein
for mine" The center was taken IN by
beer mug in delft blue silks. foaming
over with realistic froth of white floss.
Scattered over the pillow with a demon
allied promiscuousness were pipes, cards
dice and cigarettes
guess I'll take this one" finally de-
clded the customer. who was young wom-
an with sparkles in her black eyes and
a dimple In her pink chin
FOR goodness sake, Pauline don't be so
rooilsh, demonstrated the other woman,
who, incidentally, had neither sparkles nor
dimples. You know Walter neither smokes
nor gambles-''
That's precisely why I'm selecting this
cushion" snapped the younger woman.
He's so wishy-washy that he rasps nv
nerves, and this, at least will make his
room look as if he had had past 1 wish
l could find that pattern with a ballet girl
frisking on a wine glass"
ANA when a third woman, who had been
looking on, left the counter the girl with
the sparkles and dimple was handing the
clerk SO bill.
small woman. who peddles brooms.
was scurrying down G street with two wall
brushes, which she carried as announcement
ly as if they had been carnations AS she
reached a crossing another woman stopped
to negotiate for a sweeper, provided it
could be delivered at her house
Certainly, ma am answered the broom
woman. in a voice as brisk as her step;
Il take orders all over the city"
Il m afraid it's hard work and a very
exposed life for a woman" condoled the
sympathetic customer, as she wrote down
her address.
Yes, ma am it was hard at first I don't
believe anybody could have lived through
1t but me. but I've been at it now for nine
years. and make from s1.o0 to S1.25
day-there's one of my regular customers.
Good morning. Miss Blank. want a broom?"
No. Miss Blank wanted to order dust
brush; and then. when the woman Of the
brooms had scurried on about her business
the sympathetic customer fingered to say
to the other, with that off-handed familiar
ity some people have:
81 feel 50 sorry for her I wish she could
be placed in some good home where she
would be sheltered for life. don't you?"
mo. indeed" answered the dust brush
woman II reckon you don't know about
that little woman. Why, she's one of our
local sue eesses. and living illustration of
what a she David can 90 with broom
handle irstead of a sling. Her tussle with
old Goliath Want has been a long and hard
one, but she has downed him at last. You
ought to see the imposing tombstone she
mas naQ SET up Tor nefSeI1. Sne gong TO
rest like a fine lady, some day.
Bought tombstone before she was
dead?"
''WelI. you must acknowledge she couldn't
very well have done it afterward"
'Of course not But it's so queer and
So Why didn't she save her money for
sickness. Now. I wouldn't have done
thing like that?"
MAYBE I wouldn't. either. but You see
she did. And freedom to do and even TO
suffer is a glorious thing. That little
woman Is respected by all who know her,
at the factory where she gets her brooms
and among those who buy them for her
business integrity-and It's great to win
spect even In so humble a way. She has
good health: tender charity for those less
fortunate than herself; likes her trade. and
dearly loves the open. SO, why should she
be cooked up In homer
well don't approve of an exposed life
for women. If had my way I would make
every woman stay at home where she be-
longs. and leave all outside work for
men
"And when You had made us all IN the
same mold like tauow candles, wouldn't
this world be a mess?"
The dust brush woman went off. laughing,
as she said It. and the sympathetic Gus
toner lifted scandalized eyes
A fruit cart stood at curb with team
of horses Just behind. One end of the cart
was piled with fine big pineapples. and the
OIH6T WITH oranges w ME Tie. piODiiStpt
was selling some of the oranges to a
woman the inside horse craned his neck
forward and took a greedy bite into the
nearest pine. The other horse tried to fol-
low suit, but failed. Then the horse that
had bit into the spikv green topkDot of the
pineapple dropped 1t like the traditional hot
potato while the other jerked his head up
and down as if he were enjoying the joke
When the owner of the push cart picked
the fruit from the street he said bad
things in Italian. Then he wiped the apple
with his sleeve and put 1t hack on pile
and a customer came along and bought it.
''You know how long I've been hunting
a suitable locket for my dear ones pic
ture," said a plain woman in black to a
pretty one IN white they strolled to-
gether In the twilight. cold lockets are
common. You can buy them by the bushel,
provided you've got the cash. Besides. I'm
in mourning I wanted something simple.
but genuine. and extremely artistic, that
I could wear all my life and be buried in
when I die. So when a jeweler made me
this one of gun metal, plain. except for
my initials. and strung it on this chain of
tiny gun metal beads. I felt that l had
about the most exclusive ornament in
Washington: but you never can tell.
THE first woman l showed it to told me
that it was elegant enough to distinguish
the simplest toilet and enhance the finest
The next one looked at it~wth that eX
preston your friends wear when they don't
want to hurt your feelings, and there
real honest kindness in her suggestion
that when l wore my best clothes 1 could
hide 1t underneath.
when we get to the electric light I want
you to give me your opinion
AS they passed:
"He was fine fellow, but he would drink
It's my opinion that if Jack had been sober
at the time there would have been no ac-
cident and he would be a living man to-
day"
Another tragedy tabloid
YES sir: l practically sold the thing
for a song end now It's worth millions
IN HEART OF LONDON.