Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1910-10-16
Around the City

Each lugged a cord bag stuffed with
bundles, and one had a basket heaped
with green tomatoes. When they had
seated themselves at the cafe table.
placed their belongings on the floor
and given their order the tomato
woman began:
I'm surprisin' Jim with chow-chow
Say, you'd never guess it. but me and
him went to church last night: first time
l.he's went with me since the day we got
married, ten years ago come next Tues
day. Funny, wasn't it? But say, l
haven't got over the shock yet
The OTHER woman must have considered
it surprising move on Jim's part, for
she interrupted to ask what started him.
well, you'd laugh! Why, me and him
went to movin' picture place up our
way and saw that one about Solomon
judgin' between them two women and
the baby. When we got home and 1
thought Jim had forgotten the show.
same as me, he up and said: Old Sol
could run a police court all right. couldn't
he? Say, amt there a Bible layin
around somewheres? Wish you'd hunt 1t
up. 1 didn't know it had live readin' in
it like that--I want to see what else
Solomon done
Another time we hit on Moses in the
bushes and when he went over the Red
sea and them other fellows went under
and old Jim got SO worked up that he
was magazine An most every night
he'd say, Gee, wouldn't this make a
dandy movin picture?' Long about last
week, when / was maxim up light bread
him peek into the children's room and
then go over to the window and look out
at the dark, same as he always does
when he's studyin' out somethin'. Then
he comes into the kitchen an says to
me- in that bossy way lies got: Say.
Annie, what's the matter with you goin
to church an takin' me along" So last
night we went, and this mOrnin start
ed out first thing to get these tomats.
He loves chow-chow beat everything
Say, don't these oysters smell good:
First I've had this year"
She had photographed a group Of col
ored children who had worked all sum-
mer in one of the school gardens.
The photographs meant a rapturous
possibility to every small planter, and
as the teacher in charge turned to go one
Of them put their hearts desire IN
words:
please, Miss Blank. will our pictures
go in the funny papers?'
For them the comic supplement meant
fame.
Which seems to show in a tiny way
that fame-like everything else in this
world-depends entirely upon the point
Of view.
soldier was swinging along at a
pace that betokened vigor and the salts
faction that comes from being spick and
span. He was so newly shaved that his
chin had a bluish-white powdery tinge
and his hough rider hat was tilted at a
rakish tip that showed black hair glisten-
ing like SO much wet tarpaulin in the
sun. His stiff tan puttees were glazed
like new furniture, and his khaki uni
let loose, would have run to unmilitary
bulges; but the buttons were on guard.
The son of drum was stepping out
with no telling now many holiday plans
in his head and with doubtless more than
his share of vanity-when-
Look at that fat man with bowed
legs. What's he doing on the street in
yaller clothes like that?'
Don't talk SO loud, grandma. He'll
hear you. Don't you know a soldier
when you see one?"
out the elderly voice that showed no sign
of lowering. Didn't the Yankees camp
all over the farm in war times like they
was blue hens and we was their nest?
Course 1 know soldiers. but that yaller
Teller amt like no soldier ever I see.
He's more like a smallpox flag on legs
bowed legs
The red that flooded his ears showed
that the pinprick into his vanity had
been very real jab-poor son of
drum.
And the old lady, who might, in turn,
have served as a target for any dart
aimed at the lean and slippered panta-
loon of age, chuckled garrulOusly, as IL
she had said something witty.