Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1909-10-10
Around the CITY

A tired-out mother ana her brood of
youngsters, ranging from the baby IN her
arms to a pert. womanish girl with pre-
posterous hair bows, entered q car after
the floral parade was over. Some man
passenger in the crowd got up and gave
the mother his seat and a woman next to
her lifted the smallest boy to her lap.
He was a loving little fellow. and when he
had cuddled up into the blackcloth arms
Of the strange woman another woman Of
fered to take the next smallest boy. He
accepted her invitation and the woman.
who was fat and complacent. apparently
derived great satisfaction from her kindly
deed. For about two seconds the next
smallest boy stayed put. Then he
squirmed. Then he slipped back to
standing position and clutched at the
gathers of the girl with the preposterous
hair bows. Evidently one tiny crumb of
sister was all the girl felt called upon
to manage, for she demanded with scrap
py emphasis:
Why didn't you stay on the lady's lap.
Bubby, huh?"
The next smallest boy proclaimed his
reason with a defiance that was heard all
over the car.
Her amt got no lap. Hers all STUN
N.Y."
1t was a painfully true statement which
the mother naturally tried to suppress.
And while she was shaking. Bubby into
silence, the smallest boy piped out with
engaging frankness:
MY lady'S nice an stinny.
Having made his announcement he bur
rowed his cheek into the new black vel
vet collar of his skinny lady and looked
up at her with the expectancy of one who
is waiting to be kissed.
Strap hangers and less fortunate pas
sengers crushed into half seats make
good humored crowd once they get TO
laughing together. but, in this instance
the fat woman must have resented the
share she had contributed to the general
grin. First she breathed hard and visibly
s&elled, like that undesirable fish down
the Potomac that puffs out when an
gered; then she turned for sympathy to
the skinny woman whose insult was as
great as her own. But the skinny woman
was smiling down at the smallest boy,
and, maybe. wishing she owned him for
keeps So the fat woman glared out at
the window until the time came for her
to slam herself off the car.
And yet there's an adage going around
that fat people are good natured.
A young man faultlessly attired in a
silver gray suit with necktie Of delicate
lavender, attracted the admiration OF
woman friend, who greeted him in pass
ing:
"Why. how stylish you are today
The faultlessly attired young man
paused to bask in the rays Of so fine a
compliment, and his woman friend fol-
lowed up with details:
You look lust like a bride
The young man apparently did not take
kindly to the comparison. which was eN-
ceedingly strange, for everybody knows
how sweet brides are.
Some men are SO hard to please
The very newest phase Of the servant
problem walked into an employment
agency in search of u service place. The
agent expressed surprise.
''What are YOU doing back here? The
house sent you to was all right, wasn't
it?"
The phase had a pat answer.
1.-THE house was all right. but the wuk
wou,der tnterfered with muh social en-
gagements.'
Which makes another good argument
for the woman who wants to break up
and live in a fiat