Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1911-05-14
Around the CITY

AIOullQ IQe lily
Two women were seated on that curved
stone bench in front OF the Public Ii
brary.
The one in a Dutch neck had a plat
form voice and eyeglasses Of tho shiny
sort that seem to be forever on the out
look for excitement. The other woman
was plain soul. not worth mentioning.
The dusk was starred with electric lights,
and lot of children were doing fancy
steps In front Of a pianette, that was
grinding out ragtime. but the Dutch
neck was too busy talking to notice what
the world around were doing.
well. OF course. you've got a right to
your own opinions, but that stuff about
unseen forces is perfect foolishness! I've
got to see thing before l believe it.
You never saw the wind" wedged In
the plain soul, nor electricity. nor the
perfume of flower. nor the taste of
fruit nor
'Shuh, that's different, l mean spirits
and things like that Tho book l just
turned in tells how the world happened
VIZ. the first man started out as the
white Of all egg-and nobody can make
me believe eggs have souls, They don't
even havo decent yolks half the time.
After that the man turned from egg
white into jelly fish. and after that
/ forget what he changed into next, YOU
know how things slip your mind? But.
anyhow. he got to being a monkey
sounds silly. doesn't it? But it's an a;w
full educating book; You ought TO read IT.
You've got a green card, haven't youo
never use my fiction card now: it's such
q. waste Of time ! can remember when
was just as ignorant, But I'm making
| up for 1t now. oh. OF course. | believe
| in church, and all that hnt take it from
me, this life is all there is Ia it. Say,
| that reminds me. Don't you want t. buy
| q. ticket for our Sunday school play? It
makes me hopping To have people poke
| tickets off on ne to sell. They don't
| care whether YOU sell them or not just
! so you turn the money In, but say: Poor
! dear Mrs, Blank has worked so hard over
| the thing that / couldn't help promising
| to take a few. IF that woman isn't Z
| saint ] never saw one. Even IL yoil don't
want to so yourself You can give It
away. | hate to ask you, hut. we can't
get to heaven, you know. unless We work
for tt
Perhaps the plain soul felt that the
sudden jump from protoplasn to- millen-
MUM was worth the price, for she bought
a ticket
And perhaps, again-iust perhaps
Great Recorder of mans deeds looking on
from-sorneWhere-pa with pen mp
lifted TO smile down at the Dutch neck
and eyeglasses. as an everyday earth
mother Si1llleS III inc IpoIiSH lTdItle Oh II
little child-and closed the book without
writing.
Who knows?
! A woman in a car was whizzing down
| the green slopes of Ga 2itol Hill And
| this is how the passengers around varied
| the monotony OF the trip:
| He told her her copy would have 10
| be verified; that he couldn't send state
ment out OF the department with only
one going over, and think that fool
woman didn't go and tell her influence
that she had been insulted?'-'I envy
! that chap cutting grass; no mental strain
! TO it.'-''Well, / don't Know whether YOU
/ could call it a happy marriage or not.
| He quarrelS with her one night and
takes her shopping next morning. "A
woman told me about g. child who be-
came so frightened at a picture shoW
murder that her hair turned white
| Stir it into a thick batter and drop
into well. we amt decisioned yet
whevver it's to be a pahlor social or {.
! 'scursion. De agesonle members pre-
| fer "Oh. you pay five dollars down
| and a dollar D. week for the rest of your
| life. THAT so? I'm a Yale man, too.
Glass Sc
| And by that time the car had reached
The Evening Star building and the wom-
! an got out.
| She was telling her companion about
| some poor. devoted old church going soul
! who had worked hard all her life, and at
t last was able to attain the supreme ambi-
| ton of her life She had rented u pew
| and had her name lettered on it's porce-
| lain tablet.
lone day she went to church and found
| q strange woman kneeling i'll her pew.
! The old soul Tnotioned her out and whis-
| pered: Come out Of that. You've got no
! right In this pew. Out with you--at once"
| THE intruder naturally got out. but no
| sooner had she touched the aisle than
the old woman most POLITELY bowed her
| back again.
You're as welcome as the daisies in
| spring. | only wanted to let You know
| that the pew belongs to me-and now you
can go back and stay as long as you've
d mind to-.
"And, don't YOU know. the woman
| really thanked her and went back.
| Then the two walked out Of hearing Of
| the woman behind.
IF had your natural ability [ wouldn't
| be running an elevator
| Having flung this parting remark at
| his friend on the ground floor, the uni
! formed youngster guided his lift care
| fully 10 upper floor. The one pas
senger sized up his slim length and the
| strong lines of face cuemic from indoor
| life.
| Why don't you give your ability a
! chance before downing it, like that?
| There's no use for boy like you to run
All elevator if you'd rather do something
| else"
| I'D like to go west IL could get there
don't mind hard work II l could only
catch on
We'll. why don't you go? IF I was you
| and felt that way I'd beat my way out
to the Kansas wheat fields I'd tramp
and go hungry and-everything-if 1
was a boy like YOU"
The passenger went off and forgot. A
vator and strange youth made her re-
member.
where's the other boy?"
| The dapper youngster smiled important
ly as he looked at the passenger who was
one Of seven
There amt any other. I'm the onIieSt
one. The Teller before me threw down
his job to go West-second floor, millinery,
ribbons. readymade underwear"
That is what 1t is to NEEDLE with other
peoples affairs.
And the woman felt, somehow, that as
long as she lived she must pray for a boy
whose name she didn't even know.
Hunger a Lost Feeling.
From the St Joseph News-Press