Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1916-03-12
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churchy plays. The first night We saw
one-long time ago. now-he says Z"
me, he says: Annie amt we g3t.e"
Bible layin' around somewheres?
didn't know it had such live readin' in
it. That old King Sol couider run .
police court. couldn't he? ] want to see
what else he done
We'll, my soul an
But nothin' ever got to him Ink"
SADLY night at the Blank. They had
grand show on. His Sons Curse: ever
see it
Mag had never saw that one. but all
the sons she knew about could ours"
when they got good and ready. even
down to her Eddie. who wasn't nine
years old.
But this wasn't that. This one was
about young Teller named George.
sames il il had been our own George
growed up. who had got into terrible
bad company, and while he didn't
steal Lady Grace's pearls. like they
said. he did RELY kill the policeman
that tried to keep him from escaping
from the old ruins. It was awful, Mas.
and when they got him. after he had
dropped from the roof to the ground
| caught in the mill wheel. and strapped
him to the chair. he shrieked out with
his last words. If my father hadder
| taught me right when was
What's the matter with his moth
err" Mays interruption was ignored
| as it properly deserved to be.
bladder trought me right when I
igernermineous death like this-and.
gee. Mag. if Jim didn't take il to his
self Long eroout 10 o'clock. when
| fast Jim got up from his newspaper
and ] saw him peek in at the children
and then go over to the window and
! look out into Their dark. same as he
| always does when he's studyin' cut
somethin'.
Then he bosses into the kitchen in
| that way of his and says. says he:
Annie. you gotter go to church with
me tomorrow and take the kid
/ along So ! made up my mind first
| thing this morning to surprise him
| with salad--of course. I'd like to
have the ollerberG dressin'. but he'll
/ be just well satisfied with main.
aise''
| Then Mag celebrated the close Of the
confidence with an uninterrupted re-
mark:
eff couldn't run place bettern
this one I'd take a tablet
| A woman in a raincoat was buying
gloves. The lady next wore fnery that
| implied a chauffeur at the curb. Both
had umbrellas that fraternized side by
| side. and while raincoat was being fit
! ted the other customer stopped to at
tend to something that had come un-
| done.
| When the gloves were paid for and
| the package slowed under her coat. the
raincoat woman went out of the store.
The rain was taking another fall TO it.
self. so she raised her umbrella-and-
Down came a shower of gloves. silk
stockings. corsage bouquet and two
silver fish-scale bags.
You would think thing like that
would have raised a ruction. but.
thanks to the downpour. not an Argus
eye caught on. So the raincoat gath
cred her loot and dashed back into the
store with the stuff held arms length
to avoid any appearance of what q
soulless law might call being caught
| in the act.
| raIncoat went into executive session.
but the loot-lady who had made a
| mistake in caches had taken her own
umbrella into the unknown.
Ihat all-only the raincoat woman
went off eXcitedly elated because for
the first time in all her decades-never
! mind how many-she had experienced
the thrill of touching umbrellas with
crime