The Washington herald., 1917-11-12


o'clock with the noise Of the rayne,
having never heard a more violent
shower and then the dog was lockt in
the bath and kept a great bowling and
leapt upon the bed which vexed my
wife. poor wretch. Then the skies
cleared up.
So up and TO the larder for a snack
Of cold pullet and then for a walk In
the brave moonshine and passed the
time with the park constable who eyed
me suspiciously on account OF the
hour.
Home when the paper boy came ana
by post came a box of sweets and a
hand-knitted scarf, the latter very
horrendous. albeit l shall wear II.
Came an officer to inquire how VIII
liam, the janitor. i'll treated the
Crocer's boy for his impertinence and
the officer smiled when William told
how he basted the rogue soundly.
To a political windfest and saw my
Lord Theodore, who hath recently told
Of losing an eye. and he in fine fettle
caused great cheering and one loud
Iunged fellow yelled: Even with one
eve YOU can discover a lost river. hey
theodore" And he smiled good ma
turedly.
To a PLAYHOUSE where did see the
most amazing reception to Mistress
Richard Harding Davis, widow OF the
Journalist, and she essayed the old
Yama Yama dance with great grace.
And so long was the applause that she
came to the proscenium's edge with
Clis:ening tears and many in the audi
ence were touched.
And somehow I wished 1 might
pierce the veil and see the JOY that
was her husbands. for 1 doubt not
that his spirit hovers over her and her
child. And Mistress Vernon Castle
also received great applause. as did
Lew Fields. which Is my favorite COM
ic actor.
To an inn where came Mr.. Maurice,
the dancer, and told of the husband
going home very late unsteadily and
creeping to bed and his wife thinking
he was the dog patted his head ana
he licked her hand seven times.
Home in a gasoline wagon and so to
bed.
In a little one-armed Broadway cafe.
He took his seat with jerk. IN
take shome zhem nishe baby cabbez-
hez."
The young waitress didn't under
stand. She asked him to repeat.
"Shome chem nishe baby cabbazhez,
mish; baby cabbazhez-you know
baby caba azhez."
1t apparently had been a wild night
and he was almost beyond talking at.
II can't understand you. sir" she said
timidly. "Will you show me on the
bill Of fare what you want?"
And an unsteady forefinger wobbled
down the list of vegetables and stop
ped on Brussels sprouts.
He has grown old in crime and In
these his last years he is to have the
privilege of living at the City Colony
Farm, on Staten Island instead OF in
prison here.
Joseph Jones, 81 years old. No. 126
Bleecker street, will hobble to a ferry
and go across, perhaps never to return
as the result of intercession by the
chaplain OF the Tombs prison.
The aged man was caught in the act
of picking the pocket Of a commuter
at the Grand Central Terminal last
Friday. When arraigned he pleaded
guilty and admitted he had Travelled
the wrong path since 1871.
The chaplain heard his story, saw
his white hair and interceded.
Broadway may. yet be a darkened
street. 1t is now up to the fuel admin
istrator. In the meantime a great con-
troversy is raging. An uncouth per-
son from Denver sneers at the Gay
White Way. Denver" he said. has
for several years been a better lighted
city than New York. In fact, II Is the
best lighted city in the world" And
now the little old New York defend
ers are writing to the papers sneering
at Denver.