Evening star., 1909-08-22
Around the City

A breeze mad Tanned Its way from the
dear Rockies, and. 10. the hot wave was
| not! Wilted men and women fresh
ened up into spryness, newsboys took on
an extra agility and bounded along streets
and around corners like so many human
trap-bals. And the .e's no telling what
cart-hofses thought of the relief way
| back in their long, detected heads. May
be they were thankful TO some power they
know as their Creator Maybe SO. No
body can deny il, anyhow.
So the breeze had come. and in the
evening women went troileying without
wraps. They always do. And until they
grow more sensible they always will.
| In one big, open car that went straight
through to Glen Echo the seats were
| Jamrned full of peek-a-boo girls. with
escorts attached: giggling young persons
with, now and then. chaperonic ma who
didn't count. and a sprinkle of sedate.
| oldfsh women out for an airing-the kind
| that wear black lawn buttoned in front.
and sit in car seat as If it We're a
pew.
And way down on a rear bench sat the
one wise woman in the crowd with
jacket on her arm.
When the car had whizzed over the
Georgetown bridge and into the open
country the breeze had developed a chilly
streak that made the black-lawlD women
sh;ver- One of them shielded her chest
with an evening paper she happened to
have along. As the track cut through
windy fields with more wind blowing ND
from the river. the blast fairly whistled
through the car. The motorman turned
| his coat collar up to his ears, and one of
the escorts tried to raise the glass front
window-and failed. His girl-a brunette
gestion that she should have brought
along something to put around her.
| La you co.do You must be getting
old. l never wear a wrap-Im no mummy,
| thank you.
| The wise woman, who had already Slip
| ped into her knitted jacket of soft white
| wool smiled as the young lady made
her little remark. 1t is rather amusing
you know. dear world, that sensible COW
| ering should be a sign of age.
A lingerie matron with a baby in her
lap, who was sitting next to the wise
woman spread her handkerchief over the
| little ones head and cuddled it In her
half-bare arms. The baby whimpered
Then the mother cooed at il in the foolish
beautiful way that only mothers know
about. The baby was too cold to eX-
change amenities. 1t cried-aloud.
Then the w.Se woman exchanged her
Jacket for the mantle of charity. She
took off the warm. fieecy-knitted thing
and spread 1t over the baby, covering 1t
from top to toe.
No one can be expected to remember all
the little happenings of a day. The wise
woman has probably forgotten the In
cident by this time. never to recall it,
until-sometime. somewhere, Some One
will say to her:
'That which ye did unto my little one,
ye did 1t unto Me-
A man. his wife and two children-a girl
Young enough for half hose and boy Old
enough for long trousers-were gong
along the avenue yesterday afternoon.
The man was sullenly silent While the
| woman nagged at him in a voice off key
The youngsters behind them scrapped
every step OF the way-as If they were
used to il.
1t was not an ideal family party, but
with all the sullenness, the nagging and
the scrapping, there was one bond OF
| union between them. Each or the TOUR
was chewing gum.
And the one point of this incident is:
What has become of that scientist who
told the world-in a magaZine-tnat gum
chewing produces sweet disposition.
AS the films unreel:
A man sat in an aisle chair at a NOV
ing picture show. There were several
vacant seats on the inside and when
ponderouS blonde and her nondeScript
woman companion came alongside the
man condensed himself so that the two
could pass over. The ponderouS blonde
| having pumped herself in the seat next
| to the manufacturing the nondescript to
scramble over to the other side-proceeded
! to bestow upon the mans unsuSpecting
| profile prolonged stare Of contempt. And
| when, after bit. he got up and went out
| the blonde remarked to her friend:
why couldn't that fellow have moved
| up instead of making us pass over?
| Then she moved into the mans seat and
| the nondescript took the one next. And
when two more people came alongside
they had to pass over.
Which shows that there is one woman
| IN this town, anyhoW-a ponderouS blonde
| who considers the man in the aisle chair
| at a nickelodeon show twin brother to the
| end-seat pork person in car.
"One minute, please. until We change
| the reel
A woman who had come in from the
| noon sunshine made her way in the semi
| darkness Of the hall until she came to a
/ seat where she could reel the rushins
/ whirr CT a fan wheel. By the time she
/ had removed her hat the shadowy blurs
all around had materialiZed into people
/ the two just In front of her being boys
/ She particularly noticed the boys. because
| they We're trying to pry open the candy
| boxes fastened TO the chairs in front OF
| them.
| When the pictures began to unreel the
| woman forgot about the boys until. hav-
! ing to rest her eyes for an instant from
the fiickering films, she noticed that the
| two were still trying to do things to
| the candy boxes 1t wasn't moral pro-
| ceedinS, but, after all, they were only
| two tiny street lads, who probably had
| no good mother to teach them better
In turning from this sordid phase o.
| childlfe, the woman noticed a batch o.
| half-grown girls In stylish frocks anG
| with prodigious bows in their hair.
| They were trying to open the candy
boxes fastened to the chairs in front OF
them.
| OF course. they were doing it in fun.
| but they went about it right earnestly.
| Then the woman looked at more pic
| lures and gave no thought to things
| around her. until having to rest her eyes
| again, she chanced to glance across the
| aisle at a sedate and most respectable
! man.
| He was trying to open the candy box
| fastened to the chair in front of him.
Then it occurred to the woman that a
candy box with slot restrictions, must be
| a very fascinating temptation. not for its
nickers worth of goodies, but for its
| value as puzzle, which the managers
| defy the public to solve.
| A big. empty church is silent place on
| Il week day, but one woman who likes
| big empty churches on week days Went
| through an ever-open door and slipped
| into pew from down the aisle There
| was one other person in the church.
He knelt rigidly upright. his hands
| clasped as a little child is taught to pray
| his eyes raised as If. somehow. he saw
| things not of this world above the mar
ble altar.
| II s face was old and lean and brown
| and from his shou derS hung queer dark
| robe striped with gay braids and studded
with many buttons In the pew beside
| him lay glass-faced box.
! When you are in Il big, empty cnurch
| on a week day you think curious thinss
/ To the woman Il seemed that though her
| h o~.fh hU L