Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1908-11-22

1bobbin' an a scrapin to somebody or
ruther every other step | took. an now
| kin traipeS all over dis city an amt
seein nobody | knoWS-dats a GaWd s
fac! | don't know huccome | keeps on
peggin' roun' when yigerSome genmuns
like de gen'l and Marse Robbet ben daid
nigh onto a cenchrv. an amt akin no
questions It's all de blessed Lawd 5
say-so. Whuffo it must be right. an eff
ii faint. | can't hep it-but it's right
smart lonesome world TO live in desc days
-speshly at nights. fasm, desc is suit
tinly monty fine likenesses of de genl an
Marse Robbet. Amt dey?
And the woman. with an eye to the bent
shoulders. the Withered face and the stiff
legs-and. maybe. with fellow feeling
for one who found the world a right smart
lonesome place. answered:
oh, yes. Perfectly splendid.
Two youngish women were gossipns
near enough to a store window to see
themselves in the glass. While they
talked and openly admired their oVerfed
outlines a small crumb Of child belong
ing TO one Of them fidgeted around on
the pavement and got in the way of shop
pers who went in and out of the store.
She was perfectly aware of being nui-
sance and gloried in the sensation When
women showed her out of their way she
made mouths at them, and when others
paused to say a kindly word she scoWled
and poked out her tongue.
An automobile stood by the curb and a
man paced in front of II, stretching MS
legs while some woman belonging of his
was shopping inside. He was vigorous,
we'll dressed fellow, with a jaw not to be
trifed with. and with a nose straight
and beautiful enough to have been Clipped
from an Apollo in the Louvre. Perhaps 1t
was the nose, or perhaps again 1t might
have been the glamor of fine clothes and
a acknowledgements machine, that caught
q J.
en- and caused them to make flirtatiouS
overtures to his reflection in the glass.
But the man was paying no attention to
either his own reflection or that of the
women. His interest was fixed on who
ever he was waiting for to come through
the revolving doors. The crumb of a
girl in the meantime was reVelinS IN the
excitement of standing too near them.
She missed several good chances to be
boWled over. but at last long, thin
woman in tobacco-brown cloth. who
looked like long, thin cigar. shot out
and pushed the youngster over. Inc
woman who was following in the next
section behind caught her UP and saved
her from a fall.
She was an elderly woman in black.
with sweet. old-fashioned face, and as
she held the child she said, with the soft,
wheedling tenderness that comes from
mothering many babies:
Don't stand. so near the door dearie;
Srandmas afraid you'll get hurt
The youngster jerked herself free and
ran squawking to her mother:
''Mommer. Massey ole kinnyapper is
trne to steal me-
The youngiSh woman who was unfortu-
nate enough to own the child whiried
around and scooped it in her arms. Then
with sudden dramatic appeal she looked
at the man with the automobile-and the
nose-and the jaw-and walled out:
''Oh, my darling, what shall | do?''
And that dear, blessed man answered
promptly:
TAKE her home and spank her.
Then he went over to the elderly wom-
an, gave her his arm helped her into the
automobile and whiZZed away.
Thre is new house on a stylish
corner IN town. 1t IS So new that
builders are still putting on last
touches and gardeners are laying 500
1t j.; an imposing structure. with nays
ana bows and bulges all around, and
with fiuted stone columns at the door
There is one young woman in tbs
town. however, who will never recDg
niZe its grandeur. She is a young Wom-
an with a mannish stride and a loud
voice, and she was walking down that
particular street yesterday morning
with a rather ladylike young man. AS
they crossed the street approaching the
side of the new mansion, she remarked
casually, in a voice that could be heard
a square off:
That house worries me sick Look
at those dummy windows, Will you:
The ladylike man noted the two
bricked-in recesseS in the upper
stories. and replied that they must be
there because the owner wanted it
that way.
And don't they jump on your
nerves."
No they did not jump on his nerves.
Well. wait till we get around
front-there-lool at that will you:'
Look at what?" inquired the NTH.
why. a bat could see it in daytime
that one single. solitary pink brick in
a whole houseful OF red ones! See it
up there. right in the front of the
bulge?-It would drive me mad il it
was my house.
The young man reminded her that it
wasn't her house
No, thank goodness. ] wouldn't take