Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1914-06-14

him to the man in the third row who
was frantically trying to climb on
eyerybody'S shoulders and discover
what the trouble was. That particular
red-faced man could look through more
different things at once than any man
living. Twelve-inch armor plate would
mean nothing to him. You could see
that.
When the near-combatants pushed
their way through the crowd a sigh o.
establishment went up. little OLD
whiskers had probably been a minister
at some time was fairly pathetic in his
disappointment. He was a mild-man-
nered little man, not one Of the kind
that busters and fills the air with loose
and lurid speech.
Dear me- he said in his gentle voice,
as he rubbed his hands together, "how
strange, how strange. l was so sure
they would come to blows"
And away he trotted, shaking his
head sadly over the lack Of pomps and
vanities in this wicked world.
Turning to go up the street. the OBJ
server ran into the seedy man again.
'Aaint much doin',' said the latter,
gloomily.
"oh, don't know" said the Observer,
Not me-" replied the seedy man.
thereby confirming the Observers worst
to get EN- to mix things, but they
wouldn't
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They hadn't wandered more than half
block when they saw another small
crowd gathering. From the middle of
the crowd there came penetrating
squalling. The sounds made it plain
that something would have to be done
soon or the owner of the voice would
break something. Eagerly the Observer
and the seedy man pushed their way
through the crowd. There in the center
was/a youngster about five years old
who had seated herself on the con-
crete and was whooping her little head
off.
"W-a-a-ahv announced the young
lady like steam siren, Il want my
mammal"
A well dressed young woman gggl ed
foolishly and asked:
DO you know where she is?''
For an instant the youngster quit
yelling and bestowed upon the young
woman a look which plainly said:
'Boneheadn'
Then she lifted up her voice in song
All this time the seedy man had been
trying to make up his mind to do some
thing. His resolution crystallized at
last the seedy man turned to the
crowd.
IF nobody knows her. he stated.
I'll take her to the police station, so
He picked up the child and started
toward the station. And for his action
the seedy man deserves a hero medal,
for she was as gummy a child as ever
was lost on Pennsylvania avenue.
What did you do that for?" asked
the Observer. "a policeman would
have been along in a moment"
Cit my name in the papers. mebbe,'
repled the seedy man, frankly.
what for?''
Hero" said the seedy man. Then,
wistfully: Il wisht a runaway would
come along here. Then mebbe I could
throw the bluff that 1 rescued her"
Leaving the seedy man near the corner
of the police station-there is no sense
in hanging around places like that
the Observer was attracted by the sound
of ringing bell. So were two or
three dozen other people who were de-
termined that nothing should get by
them. ss.ss
Inside store the chief auctioneer
was making a noise like a parrot house
at feeding time He had watch in
his hand, and he was trying to tell the
crowd something about it. You could
see that he was all worked up about
that watch. He would converse out of
the starboard side of his mouth and then
switch to port. He did not have luck
either way.
How much is it?" asked the OBJ
server, calmly.
The auctioneer threw another fit be-
fore he replied. In his own English
he was explaining that the watch was
the descendant of one of the most
prominent families of watches in the
country and that the owner had broken
down and wept like little child when
he was forced to part with it. All the
time the bell was changing outside and
the crowd was increasing.
How much will you take for it?" asked
the Observer, out of idle curiosity
The auctioneer fastened on him at once
Take" he cried passionately. why,
this watch should not be allowed to GO
for cent less than ten 'a-quatah, s'elp