Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1914-03-29

He knew that he had to sthart something
He knew that if he whit his ordinary
way he didn't have enough talent or
ability to accomplish a thing.
so he said to himself, sez he, Oil
add touch of life to this here dump.
Oil make EN- remember me if they don I
do nawthin. else.
That son, he did. He proceeded to
feed green peppers to chlder, and give
the blank paper love letters to famous
wimmen. In a little while they was
talkln about him as they had never
talked before about anybody. And he
was the leadin fad of the day. He was
great hit. Oh, Wis.
"'Phwat good did it do says you.
"A great deal of good says I.
. How so" says You.
By givin the people something to
about it. as you will agree if you are
willing to think over the matter.
And phawt's more. thin kind of peo-
pie are still alive today and they are
maxim as much trouble as they fver
made before They are the kind Of peo-
pie who can't do things themselves. They
are the hopeless stakes in the wharf of
the warrld's creation. and they are tryin'
always justify themselves by criticism
things that they don't know a thing
about.
But" protested the Observer. that
doesn't justify Or explain the cruelty. 1t
is the cruelty of the original April fools
man that ! am trying to analyze-"
Cruelty said the Irish policeman,
gently, lis only a term. None Of US
really know what it means. We think
that we are kind when we are cruel and
cruel when We are kind. Philosophy
there is a fine ward fer yez-dont know
no more about it than we do
Ignorance, I'd say. is the trouble at
the beginning. Whin we don't under
stand the theory of another man We
want at once to take him to pieces. A
few of us see through the shams of life
and into the true meaning of things.
Most of us, though. are devoted to the
eXternals.
And yurre April fools man is simply
a type of what we face. He is one Of
thin. Doubtless he hated people because
he didn't understand them
There came a beautiful pause. 1t was
broken.
"Ye drunken bum. move on or I'll ar
resht yeZ,' said the policeman. He had
fixed basilisk glare upon An elderly
party who was weaving around without
getting anywhere. The elderly party evil
IDENTIFY had it figured out that he was to
trace the lines in a Chinese puzzle.
Move on cried the policeman again,
oninously.
Isn't that somewhat of an April fools
joke on the old man. asked the OBJ
server timidly.
Not a bit" replied the policeman,
shortly, the old fellows drunk
And so the Observer took leave of the
kind hearted policeman, wondering just
what the crouch of the original April
Fools day man was and whether it had
survived down to the present age
The Observer went to candy store.
1t was a pleasant little shop, filled with
knickknacks of different kinds and the
sweet perfumery that chocolate fudge
makes in the cooking.
And there was a girl there. There was
the sun of the summer in her hair and
the light of the vioets and dusk in her
eyes She was a wisp of dreaminess, a
shadow of heavenly sweetness. Seeking
New York vernacular, the Observer would
have called her bear Seeking the
chivalry of Sir Walter Scott and Gen.
Robert L. Lee, the Observer would have
referred to her as lone of the noblest
specimens of womanhood that has ever
graced this fair and wonderful land
How be it. she was there. And in
more senses than one.
The Observer approached her. He took
off his hat and made bluff at straight
ening his hair.
viii you tell me- he asked. what
your theory is of the man who Invented
April Fools day.
The lovely vision tossed her head. =
HUH" she replied
II seek to learn what the reason for