Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1917-08-05
AROUND THE CITY.

| soulful-to resist the temptation that had
| laid their besotted Funniest low.
| All pleasures pass in this world After
| a bit a policeman came. and after an
other bit a patrol wagon whizzed up to
| the curb.
! The law is not humorous: the police
| man-to quote looker-on-didnt even
crack smile as he lifted the cripple to
| his feet and put him in the wagon.
| He actually treated him as If he were
a human being.
| A buggy and an automobile stood in
front of a bank. Hitched to the buggy
was a brown mare that waited with a
detected droop to her head
jolly man who had come out of the
! building toward the buggy said to an
I other man who was about to part with
7 him on the sidewalk:
I'll bet my old mare is good and
mad at me for making her wait Along
side car all this time. Look at her.
| will YOU"
/ What difference does that maker"
'Lud. man, you don't know a single
little thing about horses, do you?
Never mind. old girl. I'll give you a
chance to fiirt with a double team next
time"
The old girl frisked UP with tho
promise made is n promise kept, and
the jolly man got in and drove on. =.
+ There have always been women and
women There always will be. One.
for this instance. is a plain soul. as like
as match to all the other plain souls
you see going around alone-not helms,
the sort of matches that are made in
heaven. Still. the cheapest blue head
carries its hidden soul of fire. which
compensates.
Mentally considered. this especial
plain souls light is of the Pickering
quality to be expected of a blue head.
but SometimeS-just Sometimes-there
is an unexpected instant of illumina-
ton that leaves her with the feeling
that she has been ordered to do some
thing, without knowing why. You have,
doubtless. felt that way yourself
The other evening. for one time, she
had come out of an all-day storm into
the friendliness of a lamp that she was
lighting. with every sense of being in
for the night. when it suddenly occur
red to her that she had forgotten to
buy peaches for her breakfast and must
go out at once and get them. Not after
a while. Now. She didn't want to go
BACK in all that wea ther-still she
ought to have peaches. So she went
out. The rain had dwindled to a driz-
zle. and she walked and walked and
walked And. honest, it was fine So.
she kept on walking until she came to
a stragsledy sort of street, that wasn't
d cneerlui piace 10 De IN after o'clock
of stormy night.
There was fog that shut out the
sky: the street lights We're blurred
under drenched bulbs and every house
so far as she could see was blot Of
blackness, except one that had a red
light behind its shutter door So the
plain soul thought il was time to turn
back and go home.
And as she turned she bumped into
an old, old woman who was carrying
a basket and talking to herself as Old
women VIII. Also, old men. Naturally,
the plain soul apologized, and, equally
natural, the old woman was only too
thankful to be jostled for the sake OF
voicing her wall
She had taken home the clean wash.
all tucked under oilcloth to keep IL
dry, and the lady said she couldn't
break bill tonight. and being as it
was so far to come. she had better
take the soiled clothes back with her
and she would pay for both washes
next week
: She always does me that way-and
told her my daughter was Ill in her
bed and that had to buy milk for her
baby. But she wouldn't give me my
money. And / said my beads all the
way going, and the Blessed Mother
she didn't help me either
1t takes very little to tide over needs
scaled to the income of wash basket,
As the plain soul went back to where
she belonged-almost forgetting togo
to the stand around the corner TO buy
four peaches for 10 cents-she said to-
herself:
II wonder il was sent out to help.
81 wonder who sent me1
MAMIE LANCASTER