Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1910-11-13
Around the City

before The Stars election screens.
AS the returns were flashed one of the
women was SO alternately jubilant and
listless whether the country was going
her way or not, that the other woman
felt called upon for information.
Say, what side are you on. anyhow?
THE one that uses typewriter. i
don't bother about handwriting any
| more. We never use It In our office
Which is one way, anyhow, of reading
the writing on the political wall.
Some people believe in dreams and
some people don't.
One woman in this town scorns dreams.
| She takes 1t from her grandfather. She
| said so to another woman In car.
Il think dreams are foolisnnesS. my
self l wouldn't worry, If l was YOU.
But IT came two nights running. I
wouldn't have minded so much If it had
just been once.
You ought to be like my grandfather
He dreamed one night that III he didn't
go TO an old oak tree on his place and
pray for forgiveness he would lose his
soul. Next morning he told grandma
and she advised him to do it. but grand
pa, he just laughed. Next night he
! dreamed the same thing again. Grand
! ma took IL as warning and begged him
to go down to. the tree and start pray
/ ing. Grandpa got mad and said ii he
! had tie dream third time he would go
| down and cut the blamed tree down
! Well hess YOU. that same night he
dreamed again that if he didn't go down
TO the Old oak tree and pray for forgive
hess he would lose his soul Next
morning grandpa got up good and mad,
and before night he and the hands on
the farm had hewed the old oak into
| cord wood
| What happened after that?' inquired
the other woman with the fearsome in
| t6r0Gf W n ha, h0r al !,
a thing two nights running:
| living"
And is he living now?'
| Lawsy-letS see: I've been married
/ twelve years. and grandpa died be
/ fore He's been dead good fourteen
years now And to fine very last
day OF his life he used to laugh and
say he was glad he hadn't minded that
I, dream
Then the other woman gave a theo-
logical turn to the story.
| Maybe he wishes he had-now''
! thing
We'll. but you won't come i'm by one
door and go out by another-'
Certainly not. That's different
| OF course. Everything is different in
| this world Or Indifferent.
| A squirrel sat on it's launches i'm the
middle of the pavement outside the
.
paused to watch 1t, the squirrel put up
| it's paws expectantly. Once. when a
dog came along. it flashed over the flag
ging and behind the iron ratings Then
| it returned to the pavement and sat
on its launches. ready for the first sug-
gestion Of a nut.
Among the passersby who stopped
to notice the small things antics were
two men, each labeled with Il gilt
fringed badge.
Look at that, will you. Right in the
middle of a public thoroughfare, Think
Of seeing squirrel in the heart of
"Or Chicago"
"oh. WELL. this is a rural sort Of burg.
Right. you are-but what can you
| expect Of town where the men can't
Which. between you and me and the
squirrel. was real mean thing to
say.
Come along. pa-do.'
The oldish, farmer-lookinG man in cOun-
try store clothes gave last wistful look
at hay wagon that was crawling along
the Avenue. and then answered the wom-
an who had called him.
That's the interestingist sight I've
come across yet
The woman. who was one of a batch Of
excursionists. caught the oldish man by
the arm as mother lays hold Of re-
fractory child:
you didn't come to Washington to see
hay. You've got a years crop home in
the barn to look at If you keep pokins
along like this, pa. We won't get to the
top Of the Monument before train time.
I'D rather be atop Of that hay wagon
stedder trompin' my feet off'n me
"All right. Next time I'm going to leave
you stay home threatened daughter. who
WIS middle aged and probably mothered
her parent because she had no children to
take her maternal instinct out on.
you bet you'll leave me home. daugh-
ter. and l bets the same
II coulder told you how it was going to
be before we started, volunteered an
other woman-a spry woman with set yell
low cheeks, and with gray hair streaked
with green that was skewered into knob
under a flower packed sailor.
That's why I left Willum home.
brought Willum up here to Mckinley's
Eastern 'augeration an he was homesick
the whole indurin two days-wouldn't
eat nothin' but hog meat an greens"
Showed his sense" interjected the old
ish man-'aint nothin' to beat hog meat
AM"
"WeIl, I've had my lesson said daugh-
ter, with a sigh Of rueful but honest at
lection at the oldish man.
Eyes, honey, an I've had mime
And with the honors even the party
started of in a squirt that gave promise
Of the top Of the Monument before train
time.