Evening star., 1914-09-26

What do you do in Washington"
II work for the government"
What department."
Where they make the money!"
"And what is the name of that de-
partment?"',. ~. pursued the unrelenting
and thoroughly suspicious consul gen.
eral.
well, really couldn't say. I haven't
worked there very long"
What is the leading newspaper in
ashington?". =
..'I don't know. I scarcely ever read
OF course. he was rejected. In con-
was in Europe He wanted help:
Can you read. Mose?" asked "Nym-
po:"
NO, sab; I can't read"
A newspaper was placed before Nose.
DO you know what that is?"
The smile on Moses face reached as
far around on each side as his ears
would permit
Yes. sab. That am de Washin' ton
Star, an it suttinly do look good to
me-"
Nose got what he was after.
peace. peace! And there is no peace"
Thus unused Ed Snyder. well known
correspondent and raconteur, as he
stood before the Richard Bartholdt
peace tree in, the Capitol grounds Ed
has discovered that the leaves on the
1dt lAOiut Tree nave De&un TO IaOo
| away and die as the European war
lasts.
On a balmy day in April a year ago
! Representative Bartholdt, the most out
spoken advocate Of international peace
| in Congress, planted an oak tree along
one of the sheltered pathways of the
Capitol grounds and dedicated the sap
ling to The Hague tribunal and world
peace.
The little tree thrived fairly we'll until
a " Nxrov Hryo, in,
| rope. According to Ed Snyder, who is a
| truthful person, the tree then began to
! grow yellow and wilt. The branches
are dropping and only one of the little
| find the tree for yourself. 1t stands on
/ the lawn just north of the House office
| building and is near the paved walk
The tree is dying as the war RACES.
| :. X i. =
The latest cub reporter story comes
! from that unparalleled relater of light
| some Incidents. the renowned Mr.. Tom
Collar Of Chicago. Being introduced to
Mr.. Collar always gives one the quick
| impulse to say:
"Mr Collar? From Troy?"
Mr.. Collar walked into the Office OF
Mr.. Arthur Henning of the Chicago
! Tribune last week and told of the time
! when he was at Chicago University
| support. 1t seems that there was a
gathering of cubs doing the same thing
| at the university, and when Tom start
| ed in he found that the crowd par
| celed out the work in method closely
| resembling a lottery. They would draw
lots to see who would take the hardest
| assignments.
Tom grabbed his name from the hat
| on every one of the hardest and most
| impossible tasks. He had bad luck all
! the way through. For two weeks he
| found himself waking people up in the
night and asking them fool questions
| running to the most inconsequential
| fires at the most inaccessible places.
/ Finally he became suspicious and made
| an investigation.
| He found that in every instance the
! other felloXs had written Tom Col
| lars name on all the slips that were
| placed in the hat and that he had alb
| solutely no chance whatsoever. Mr..
! Collar remarked that he had often
| heard of collar. on a goat, but never
| until that moment had he known that
| the collar could be the entire goat.
| 4. 4 * y
| Now that the state Of Maine has elect
ed variety of democrats and repub-
| licans and has so tangled the situa-
victory, Frank Lord will leave that
| pine-clad country and circulate In some
| other seething political scrap. Frank
| Lord is the democratic party's public
| ity man in the field, and also president
! of the Press Club of this city. He is
| considerable Of Beau Brumme1 and
| carries a valet about with him. George
Brown, another famous newspaper per-
| son, was staying in the Marlborough
Hotel at the. time Frank Lord and
valet had signed up for a week. You