Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1917-06-10
BROTHERS OF ANGELS.

dime for admission. left q quarter still
However. he managed to break. the
coin at a stand inside the tent where a
large. oblong paper box Of popcorn was
handed him. with 20 cents change. The
but having seated himself among some
wistfu1 Polack children. he placed 1t in
his lap and consumed the contents at
leisure during the performance. The
popcorn was heavily larded with par
TALLY boiled molasses. and Penrod sand
wiched mouthfuls Of peanuts with eobs
of this mass until the peanuts were
gone. After that he ate with less avid
ity: sense almost Of safety began to
manifest itself to him. and il was not
he disposed of the last morsel
He descended a little heavily to the
outf1owing crowd in the arena and
bought q caterwauling toy balloon. but
lating 1t. Near the exit. as he came out.
was hot waf1e stand which he had
overlooked. and a sense Of duty Obliged
him to consume the three waf1es. thick
" powdered with sugar. which the waf-
fle man cooked for him upon command.
They left hottish taste in his mouth
they had not been quite up to his an
tfcipation, indeed. and II was with a
sense of relief that he turned to the
hockey -pokey" cart, which stood close
at hand. laden with square slabs Of
"Neapolitan ice cream" wrapped in pa
per. He thought that ice cream would
be cooling. but somehow It fell short of
the desired effect.
q. He walked away, too Iansuid IN h,ov
his balloon, and passed a fresh tafYv
booth with strange indifference. but be.
fore long halted in the presence of a
red-faced man, who hourished q long
and shouted. Jovially: 'fWinnies! Hot
winnywurst! Here's your hot winnies,
three for a nickel, half a dime. thc
twentieth pot Of a dollah!"
This, above all nectar and ambroH1a.
was the favorite dish Of Penrod Soho
field. Nothing inside him now crayed IL
ON the contrary! But memory is the
great hypnotist; his mind arrued
against his inwards that opportunity
knocked at his door; "winnywurst" was
nSloly 1orbidden by the homo author
tiles Besides, there was q nickel in his
pocket.
Penrod placed the nickel in the red
hand Of the red-faced man.
-, He ate two Of the three greasy. cigar
like shapes cordially pressed upon him
In return. The first bite convinced him
that he had made a mistake: these win
MES seemed of an inferior flavor al
m st unpleasant, in fact. He ate with
out haste or easerness-so slowly. in
deed. that he began to think the red
faced man might dislike him as a detrf-
ment OF trade. Perhaps Penrod's mind
was not working very well. for he fall
ed to remember that no law compelled
him to remain under the eye of the red
faced man. but the virulent repulsion
excited by his attempt to take bite
of the third sausage inspired him with
an excuse for postponement.
Mighty good" he murmufed feebly,
placing the sausage in the inside peck ct
Of his Jacket. Guess I'll save this one
to eat at home, after-after dinner"
He moved sluggishly away. wishing
he had not thought of dinner A side-
show, undiscovered until now, failed to
arouse his interest, not even exciting a
wish that he had known Of its existence
when he had money. For a time he
stared without comprehension at a
huge canvas poster depicting the chief
attraction, the weather-worn colors
conveying no meaning to his torpid eye,
Then, little by little the poster became
more vivid to his consciousness There
was a greenish-tinted person in the
tent, It seemtd. who thrived upon a rep
titan diet. Suddenly Penriod de-
cided that 1t was time to go home
Indeed. DOCTOR" said Mrs. schoheld,