Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1907-11-24
AROUND THE CITY

"A down and-out man was shutting along
the tagging in front of the White House.
Hts clothes looked old enough to vote and
his slouchy body seemed to cry out for
the thing man calls bracer.
At the Garfield tree he stopped a
well-groomed citizen and asked a ques-
ton.
The well-groomed citizen ignored him
and passed on.
When he reached the first of those
ridiculous stone posts that boys play leap
frog over the down and-out man made
his plea to an Misunderstanding young
fellow with a waist ten years too big for
him and a gay-bird sort of air that he
probably cultivated with pride.
'Ah, go chase yourself!' chuckled the
misunderstanding young fellow.
AS he got to the tree that is a white
glory of magnolia blooms in spring and a
gaunt gray skeleton these November days
the down-and-out man spoke to plain,
every day workman who was carrying
plumbing fixtures in both hands.
The workman really looked sympa-
thetic as he owned that his wife kept the
money.
The down-and-out man, seeing no other
men coming his way, slouched along hope
lessly until a woman who had been walk
ing behind overlook him on her way up
town.
AS she passed him she held out her open
palm.
The down-and- man stretched out a
hand Strengthened up and touched par
ticuarly NANCY cap. And the incident
was over.
OF course no good woman should have
given a down-and-out man quarter for
bracers, but
Maybe she didn't set up to be a good
woman.
A young person, pink, 'buoyant land
smiling, was tripping along the avenue in
a driZzling rain. Her checked coat was
wrinkles at all-her sandals protected cor
rect boots. and the hat under her gold
handled umbrella f1ared back from her
pompadour at the very smartest angle.
1t doesn't sound spectacular to read
about, and yet the excitement that young
person created would have done justice
to parade. People who were approach
Ing her looked puzzled, and when they had
passed her they turned and smiled. When
two passersby were together they stopped
and said things and chuckled. But the
young person just tripped along smiling,
as II the soppy tagging were a meadow
in May.
1t wasn't her face that attracted such
demonstrative attention, for it possessed
mar rely the elusive prettiness Of youth.
Her shadow-checked raincoat was proper
enough to have been worn by WAX lady
In window. and her hat
1t was the hat.
The young person had elected to wear
prodigious wheel of black velvet.
trimmed with marabou ttcs that dangled
down the back into five. or let's say s,x,
loysly brown. tails They gave her the ap-
dark curls about her shoulders
And her pompadour was pale flaxen.
Look at her. will you! Trotting along
smiling. WITHOUT a notion that she's MAX
Ing show of herself"
II was man who rnado Tho -.
which accounts for its stupidity
The young person was smiling because
she id have notion that she was MAX
ing a snow Of herself-only she wouldn't
And any other person who is aware of
the price of marabou tips knows that
she could AFFORD her little joke.
At the theater:
She wore pink crepe that foamed over
with lace at the neck and elbows. and
ner wrap, thrown care,essly Dack of her
chair so as to show every stitch of Its
canary satin and accordion plated chif-
fon. She had talked a straight and what
might be called a blue streak to the man
with her-never mind about the mans
ciothes-and when he finally got chance
to chip in and ask her how she came by
her unusual nickname this Is the way she
explained:
"Oh, they call me Care because killed
our cat. 1t was the cats fault. of course
| and besides. didn't know the thing was
loaded. I was aiming up at the empty
birdbox In the tree. when the pistol went
of, and as the cat was reckless enough
| to be asleep on the cellar door at the
| time, what else could she have expected ?'
! She was an olive velvet girl. with
shaded green plumes and a long sable
sto e.. Her gold-meshed purse had an
amethyst-studded monogram, and she
swung a long-stemmed,. b;g-headed yellow
chrysanthemum as jauntily as II 1t had