Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1907-06-09
AROUND THE CITY

costa. They were buxom. shirt-waisted
matrons with good. wholesome hands that
showed for homework. and with a general
air of being entirely satisfied with them
selves and their belongings. One wore
lack-luster solitaire as big as a shoe button
above her wedding ring, and the other had
the back Of her collar pinned with sun
burst that undoubtedly once had its day
in print 1.-The gift Of the groom" The
solitaire woman carried a cod bag stuffed
with bundles and the SUM urst one lugged
basket with a cooked lid that revealed an
overflow of greens and the hook end of
ham. When the basket was slowed in
front with the motorman it's owner caught
sight of the other woman. who had slid
up from the end seat and was reckoning
her to Join her.
What are you doing out this early?' ex-
claimed she Of the sunburst with a chuckle
that had gasp in it. for the basket must
have been heavy and the step was rather
high.
"Oh. just on wild goose chase! Blanks
advertisement said there'd be sale of tow
els at four cents, two to a customer, this
morning; so, soon as 1 got my husband off.
1 left my dishes and like to broke my neck
getting over here by o o'clock to find 'em
5oht-Dul L gu SEdHu ldNll
You're lucky! Takes all my money to
keep the table going. Did you know break
fast bacon's gone up to % cents a pound?'
Hush! Amt 1t awful? Why, last mar
ket day it was only eighteen-and just to
think. when me and my husband was first
married you could get all the sliced rashers
you wanted for eight cents. Oh, 1 just
think it's dreadful
"Uh-huh! Say, old Sue got married. after
all, didn't she? I'm real glad: honest, I
am. l don't believe they'll live together
long, though. My husband says Bob's awful
gay. and he only married her because his
girl turned him down. How old do you
suppose Sue is?
'Blest If know. Must be over forty; but.
Lor'. age don't cut no Ice! 1 men
neglect their wives. no matter how young
they are! Just look at poor Emma! You
know how pretty she was and see how
that husband of hers broke her heart, and
before she hardly cold in her grave
married that hateful old widow woman
who made all the trouble-and they agree
grand
Il know. Amt it awful! Say, my clock
come yesterday. It's grand! The front of
1t is a-oh L don't know what sort of a
marble you call it. Sort of mixed green
with black streaks through it-and a brass
horse on top. My husbands tickled to death
with 1t. and you know the way he carried
on when l sent for the ten dollars worth
of groceries and things. Men are awful
funny, amt they"
II should say. Haven't seen a sign of my
rocker yet. but it will be along all right.
My husband says. Mag what in thunder
do you want to buy all them cans of stuff
and dozens of bars of soap at one time for?
and tell him that's all he knows about it,
because they are heaps cheaper than store
things. not counting the prizes thrown in
On. say. amt you sorry for poor Name?
Shes worked up dreadful about having to
be witness at that trial. l tell her 1
wouldn't go, if 1t was me-
You got to, If they make you"
That's all you know about it, 1 haven't
got to mind anybody but my husband,
thank you! And even if they were to drag
me onto the stand I'd spite EN- by telling
stories the whole way through. They
wouldn't get any satisfaction out Of little
Maggie
You are just right-Say. don't you know
I'm getting so fat I've had to let out every
waist I've got. Amt it awful?'
Goodness me. amt it! My husband says
he's going to hire me to a side show-and
honest, l don't know where my fat comes
from; the way I'm kept awake at night
with the baby. after working all day"
We'll. I certainly am blest In my baby!
1 put him to sleep nights with his rubber
stopper in his mouth and 1 don't get a
sound out Of him until morning-did you
read read about that Gaby talking when 1t was
"shuh. You don't believe that. do you?
But L tell you what. My baby wasn't a
week old before she began clapping her
hands at her papa
Wasn't that cute! And. say, you mayn't
believe me. but honest. my baby COULD say
nom. NOM and pop pop pop before 1T was
a month old! You can ask anybody. Say.
you must como around and see our new
porch-it's grand to be buying your own
house. You take such a pride fixing 1t up.
think it's awful funny you and your hus-
band keep on renting"
We'll, I'll tell you. We think It's better
to save up until we can pay cash. because
the interest Is so heavy"
oh. but you're mistaken. Why. all we
and twenty-five a month into the building
association. It's just as easy easy can
be! You ought to do 1t. Indeed. you ought,
SADIE"
ing funny weather. I tell you what. 1
believe what that man said about the
world coming to end. Indeed, do, and
Our yard is mud up to my shoe tops. and
three times. Well. sir. I've got the cranlt-
est neighbor ever you saw! Talks like she
had as much right to vote a man."
"Oh. the loOny!'
string about women! Says they ought to
be senator's and things like that 1 tell her
l don't want to be no senator. My home
and my husband and baby are good enough
for me-"
Me. too! Still. I'd like to be a senator
for some things. SADIE. My husbands
brother-;you know George, don't you? Well.
he ulster work up at the Capitol and I've
store full of paper and pocketbooks and
albums and all sorts of grand things there
for senators to give way to their friends
and, oh. say. Sade, knew there was some
thing had to tell you. 1 went to the wild
west show in all that rain and got soak
ing wet clear to my skin. Wasn't I awful?"
oh. you foolish thing. You ought to be-
ashamed to own 1T; but 1 tell you what 1
did. though. Why. you know how cold 1t
was Monday night? Well. as soon as II
got dark and the baby was asleep me and
my husband-say, amt doing a thing
but passing our street-press the button,
won't you?"
The solitaire woman took a fresh hold of
the cord bag. The sunburst woman thanked
the motorman for handing her the basket
and the two went up Harrison street, leay-
ing car Gull of passengers to mourn their
loss.
Way up Pennsylvania avenue there is a
rather curious little shop. Its one small
window is a tumble of tobacco spec ed
fruit and appalling candy. Dangling from
the ceiling is colored plaster head of
turbaned Turk, another of a very sickly
Hiawatha and third of a puffy faced
odalisque with eruption of coins in her
hair. A very dirty shelf is gay with hy-