Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1911-07-09
Around the City

There is an uptown soda fountain
that catches the crowd coming and
going And Its statistics prove that
the f1xz fiend is of the masculine
gender Which shows what figures will
do. According to q clerk who has been
watching which way the straws go:
Women swarm around here in the
shopping hours. and the grille girlies
show up in lingerie legions at night
with their gentleman soda checks:
but take the trade. day in and out. one
week after another. 1 serve three men
TO one woman. That's straight. And
I'll tell you something else. If man
doesn't want a mineral water he takes
ice cream in his strip. with a prefer
ence for chocolate. and they won't
be sissy boys, either. had them
five deep around this counter at noon
and nearly every man Jack in the lot
took chocolate. with ice cream on the
side. Chocolate Is filling and takes the
place OF a cafe lunch at double the
money"
The customer who was slipping lemon
In cracked ice inquired as to the favor
ite drink Of composite woman.
The clerk looked the customers over
and grinned.
"Girlie girls go in for ice cream and
sweety sirups first, last and all the
time, but lake woman like you"
The customer waited with panied ex-
pectancy.
Ladies of your style prefer lemons.
IN not giving reasons, you know. I'm
just tipping you to facts
Lemons are wholesome
Yes'm. And lemons are sour. And
there's an old saying about like liking
The customer grinned, in her turn. and
the clerk. who was only boy with
daddy long legs and baby down on his
lip, Joined in with a hilarity tempered by
a fear that he had gone too far.
That's fine old saying, only you
don't want to lean all your weight on it
or you'll come to grief some day. What
else have you noticed about women"
Lemons or peaches?'
The customers curiosity applied to
We'll. here's where I'm giving myself
away. l expect to marry a peach or
two before | get through. but I'd rather
serve anybody else. Peaches never know
what they want and they want it right
away. And when they get it they kick.
Either there is too much strip and you've
got to f1zz in few more bubbles, or
ii isn't sweet enough. They want
glass and a half Of soda for cents.
And the lemons?" suggested the Gus
TONER as she clinked the last bits of
ice in her glass. How does the soda
habit effect the romantic own-and-outs?
Honest, now. Don't consider my heart
strings I'm ont for information.
Perhaps the clerk realized his danger
and decided to dodge pitfalls. for he
said. with the most alluring air of hon.
esty:
Lemons are all right They know
what they want and they've got sense
enough to wait their turn. I'd rather
treat peach to soda, of course. but
when it comes to serving it give me q
lemon every time"
There are always compensations.
A breeze had famed its way from the
dear Rockies, and. 10. the hot wave was
not! Wilted humanity freshened into
spryness-and there is no telling what
detected heads. Maybe they were thank
full to some power they know as their
creator. Maybe so-but this isn't about
horses.
So the breeze had come, and in the
evening a lot of young women went troll
leying without their wraps. They al
ways do. And until they grow more
sensible they always Will.
In big car that went straight through
to Glen Echo the seats were damned
with peek-a boo girls. with escorts at
tached, giggling young persons IN feini-
nine brS,ches. with now and then a
chaperonN ma. who didn't count. and
sprinkle OF sedate. oldish women out for
an airing-ahe kind that wear black lawn
buttoned in front and sit bolt upright,
as il the car seat were pew.
When the car had whizzed beyond the
bridge and into the open country the
breeze had developed chilly streak tina.
made two Of the black lawn women
cover their ss<impy shoulders with home
knit shawls-ahell stitch-and fringe. An
other woman shielded her breast with
newspaper she happened to have along.
and a young mother in Irish lace lingerie
spread her handkerchief over the fuzzy
head Of an almost new baby she held
in her pretty bare arms. The baby
whimpered. The mother cooed at 1t in
the foolish. beautiful way that only
mothers know about. The baby was too
cold to exchange amenities. To be quite
exact, it bawled. The mother drew the
baby closer and surreptitiously sidled up
her lingerie skirt to cover the yOungster.
Then the baby stopped CRYING. AS the
track cut through the windy fields With
more wind blowing up from the river a
blast fairly whistled through the car. A
young man tried to close the glass front
of the car and failed. Then he drew
his collar up and asked the girl with him
why she had not brought something to
put around her. And the girl said-snap-
pishly, and with the regulation toss of
rat-piled head:
I'm nobodys grandmother. thank
YOU
And now you know why so many young
girls go car-r!ding without wraps.
A wrap is a 8 gn OF age.
Two women came together in front of
secondhand bookshop. The littlest
woman was giriish blonde who was
going inside to hunt up book for big
husband who Was too busy to go for 1t
himself The other woman. feeling called
upon to convey fitting recognition OF
her own claims to bookworminess. ex
pressed her love for literature in exactly
these words:
My favorites are Iwwedor. Dickinson's
works and Hawthorne's Red Letters
And the littlest woman accepted the in
formation without showing the first sign
Of ridicule.
Which shows what clean little sport
the big husband has for q wife.