Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1910-06-05
Around the City

One good citizen of Anacostia has
changed his views about fire alarms He
has his reason And il is good reason
| that will probably last him his lifetime
Another good citizen of Anacostia owns
a house. In front of the house there is d
tree. In the tree there was a hornets
nest. No good citizen ever did or ever
will consider hornets desirable neighbors
so he proceeded to smoke them out.
It's the easiest thing in the world to
smoke out a hornets nest. All you have
to do is fasten some paper at the end of
long stick, put a match to j., poke it
through an upper window, shut your
window to keep the hornets GU, and
The house owner did it-and thai was
all there was to that.
The first good citizen was passing on
the opposite side of the street. saw the
blaze in the trees, concluded the house
was on fire, and rushed to turn in the fire
! alarm.
! Engines pulled up all the way from
| Washington, crowd swarmed with the
| SuddennesS characteristic Of crowds from
| Genesis TO date. and the first thing the
| good citizen inside the house knew his
| front yard was blue with tiremen and
| police.
| The engines puffed off again. the crowd
/ broke into human bits and vanished to
| wherever n crowd keeps itself between
eXcitenlents-and the good citizen who had
turned in the fire alarm went off TO him
self and resolved:
Never again"
| She was an old, old lady. in black bro
cade, and over that a thread-lace shawl,
/ caught with a cameo pin. \ bonnet of
about year one, lace. bugles and chin
| ribbons-framed thin gray hair, lOoped
! over her ears, and her black mesh Initts
! I.i1. tf no Inn LID
| The oldiSh man. on whose arm she was
leaning, had just lifted her as if she were
a Child from car that is called rubber
neck, and was giving her the delight OF
! Avenue window views, from 18th street up.
! She was taking in display with wonder
| ing, provincial eyes, when, with sudden
clutch at the mans arm, she quavered
out:
body's child is lost Oh. the poor
mother, Run, son, and ask the ringer
whether it's girl or boy Oh. the in
nocent lamb. to. be wander ing alone in
this big, strange place.
| Son pa.ted the tremulous old hand
reassuringly and explained, with no
hint in his voice of the fun that flick
cred in his eyes:
Don't worry, little mother. 1t is
only an auction going on. That carpet
store there
old lady with her colonial finery and
Icustoms can have kept herself all these
progressive years?
! A batch of tourists SWarmed around
the Peace monument. The sun shone
the marble group. giving it a snowy daz-
| gle except where the dust in folds and
crevices made gray shadows. And on the
scroll Of fame hoped a sparrow, as If to
accent the promise by Him who marked
the sparrow S fall.
/ woman who was plainly a sclf-ap-
/ pointed critic of the party was apparently
not satisfied with the monument as an
art achievement, for, notebook and pen
Gil poised in consItcuous readiness, she
walked around the circle, her neck
tcricked at the angle that stands for dis
approval.
A man in the party nudged the woman
next him and, with a general grin at the
batch, solicited information.
Whats wr6ng?"
The notebook woman looked important
THAT is what / am studying out. Eacf