Evening star., 1909-04-11
Around the City

That's statcher of Mr.. Longwurf. He
mahied de Presidents daughter an dey
riz him up a monnyment."
This was important information but it
failed to convince the woman who had
paused to look at the canvas draped flg-
ure at the corner of 18th and M streets
Are you sure that 1t is Representative
Longworth?"
The ancient black man who did the ex-
planning was very. very certain.
'Yus'm. l sholy Is sho. / got de facs
fun cullud CONAN who lives longsider
me in de alley round yander."
The evidence was conclusive. True, the
woman had supposed 1t to be the statue
of Longfellow.
Which shows how easily one NAV he
mistaken
cavalier strayed out OF colonial
novel and wandered around Washington
until he grew old and lonely, and oh. so
poor. that the only thing he owned was
the non-negotiable asset that a gentleman
calls his honor
His gray hair still retained its rakisb
wave. and every line Of his shabby slen-
derness called for doublet, lutte and white
palfrey. only his eyes belonged to the
"orid ne walked in. They We're Just ordi-
nary. pleasant eyes that accepted phiio-
sophicaiiy the fact that he was old and
perhaps friendless and certainly poor.
And they looked downward as he walked
along the quiet street, his lips MOVING
with his thoughts. as is the way with
people who live alone.
AS he reached a crossing a tiny thing on
the bricks caught his Interest and he
SIO0Oe0 ntrkod IN,
spirit that was not quite lost forever
made him place the tiny thing against his
lips before he put 1t in his pocket. but
while he did 1t the eyes smiled whim-
Sically, as IL they were making fun
And the thingshe picked up was a ha.r
pin.
A common. wire. wide-sprawline hair
PIN, that no nice woman would wear.
The car was crowded and several wom
en- were swaying in the aisle when an
other woman nudged herself in. After
anchoFing herself to q leather strap she
happened to glance down at dog curled
up In a seat beside its owner. wherennon
she Immediately detached herself from the
strap. reached down for the dog, nut it
on the floor and sat down.
Don't you think you've got cheek to
move that dog?" exploded the she person
to her right. I'D thank you to know
that's my dog"
Its my seat" remarked the invader.
It's no such thing. The dog was in it
first
We'll. I'm in it now. paid my fare
and l reckon your dog didn't"
Up jumps the dog owner and bolts to
the door with a nickel.
Il want to pay for my dog" she snap
ped out at the conductor.
The conductor demurred. He wasn't in
the habit of ringing fares for poodles
The woman persisted. The conductor, to
get rid of her, slipped the nickel in his
register and jerked the cord.
She stormed back and resumed the con-
versation where it had left off,
Now I've paid for my dogs seat and
I'll thank you to
"Oh, you again." inquired the invader
with the beautiful calm that comes from
indifference. Il don't in the least care
whether you pay for your dog or not
The thing is settled-at least, l am"
Whereupon there was sound as of
giggles and admiring calculations. 1t was
The combined Endorsement Of every wom-
an In the car-except the one with the
dog.
A man whose face showed for the wear
and tear Of minding evervbody's affairs.
except, perhaps. his own. was saying to
an everyday-looking woman as they stood
together at the Rock Creek bridge:
I'm ashamed to have foreigners come
to this country and see how we still toady
to England. In this city, for an instance
we nave gone clean daft over the British
lion. Here are four lions on this bridge
There's another herd down on the new
Grant monument. and two on guard at
the Corcoran Gallery Of Art"
only one,' corrected the woman
Whats the matter with you? Two"
One
Two. I tell you-one guarding each
side of the door,"
1.-TWO lions yes: but only one on guard.
The other Is asleep
And the passerby. who overheard, won
dered how man weighted with the bur-