Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1911-04-23

Don't you believe it. The dead ones are
the only kind that do come back.
Tho kind Of dead ones that bought
for always did. anyhow: All they had to
do was to pat me on the back and say.
Buy and ia wonder how they found
out my middle name.
Then I'd buy. The only time the dead
ones don't come back is when you can't
Then they even forget to weep over your
headstone. Headstone is right. Only
mine was reinforced concrete.
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Not that I plunged on dead ones only.
Certainly not. Psyche knot. Nobody ever
had anything on me when 1t came to
plunging on a Psyche knot. And then
I'd lose. In the stretch she'd pretend
that her puffs were coming down, or
something, and then she'd back up 60
fast that she'd meet herself on the
other side of the track.
When I was plunging on the dolls I
never could tell whether I was going to
win or not. They could. But they
wouldn't.
One OF them cooed a little for me and
asked me for rope of pearls. I asked
her what she wanted rope Of pearls for
Cant you guess?" she asked me. I
couldn't. She wouldn't tell me. She said
she'd found it was bad luck to tell what
got it.
So got her the rope Of pearls.
Now, what do want it for?' I asked
her.
why, to wear. silly!' said She
She wouldn't say a word about it be-
fore, you see. And she didn't mean it
then. She had it in hook just four days
later. That's why 1 call them secretive
But they only kept secrets from me- not
from each other. They tipped off every
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meant good thing. But women don't say
what they mean, unless they're married.
And then it doesn't make any difference
what they say. they don't get away with
it.
One of them passed the word around
that I was the one, and not Carnegie
that said it was a disgrace to die rich.
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Then they all got busy trying to save
me from disgraceful death.
It's wonderful how many show girls
met, and how they all saw me coming.
everybody I've met in New
York this last year has seen me coming.
That enabled them to get their pieces
of gas pipe ready. I suppose the reason
they call show girl show girl Is that
she's got to be shown. II you can't show
her she can't see you coming, but you
can feel yourself going.
Only yesterday afternoon met ono
that 1 nearly gave an automobile to once.
She looked right through me.
why do you look right through mo
that way?" asked her.
Foolish question" said she. You
can't even look through yourself ana fnd
She was right. But I wonder where
they get their X-ray eyes?
Another Of them nodded at me, sort of
from taxicab tho other
''Why SO condescendins. Heart OF
Gold?'' 1 asked her.
.'Oh. don't take it to heart" said she.
I'll admit that you weren't bad kind
Of a mutt when you had it
But 1 haven't changed" said I.
mo, but the change has changed
But don't I look about the same?"
asked her.
WELL" she said, nodding "Giddap!" at
he chauffeur, you look some settled
town."
"You mean shook down." said I.
well. dad-da." said she. The next
EN- and forget to shrink" and away she
:hugged, looking blithe and merry.
I've had a lot of those blithe and merry
numbers uncoiled on me lately.
The other day I met one that I knew
when 1 still had some samples Of the
oil left She belonged to the pony bal
ct then. But she hasn't worked at it
much since.
After I'd known her for three days, al ;
most, she told me that she was going
o let me pay her mothers funeral ex-
lenses at the hospital.
I came across for mother for about i've
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