The Washington herald., 1917-10-26

New York. Oct. 23.-Anson Tebeau
Cole, named after two great heroes
Of baseball, has spent his 2S years al
Waxahachie, Texas, and all he ever
Knew about the world series until this
year was what he read in the waxa-
hachie Weekly Warbler. But he al
ways said that some day he would
see a world series.
There was never a chance until
someone found oil under his farm
and recently he made $50 90 leasing
ground and he trekked to Chicago
to see the first game. Then he. came
to New York and saw the first game
here and was to have seen the second
but something happened.
He was in the rotunda of his no
tel and wore a Texas sombrero with
rattlesnake band. That marked
him for easy pickings." A glib
stranger with a Southern drawl tried
to scrape up an acquaintance but
failed the first time and tried and
tried again.
On the day OF the second game they
were standing in front of the hotel
and a passing man dropped a glove.
The stranger returned it and the los
er of the glove said he knew by that
token he had met two honest men.
Cole seemed pleased.
Then the glove owner confided that
his uncle had Just died in Dublin,
and one of the provisions of the will
was that he must distribute $50, ,oOl
among the poor. Why prolong the
agony?
Could Mr.. Cole prove he was hon.
est? He could. He had 800 with
him, a diamond ring worth $500 and
three tickets for the world series.
Now 1 must test your confidence
said the stranger. with your 500
the ring and the baseball tickets in
my hand l will leave your room in
the hotel, and if you peek 1 will
know you are without confidence"
Mr.. Cole didn't peek for fifteen min
utes. The hall was filed with emp
tiness. Mr.. Cole says gentlemen are
not like that in Waxahachie.
Seen around the town: Nat Good
win dining with three fair ones-one
his wife. Scott, the singer, polishing
his monocle on Broadway. Sybil
Carmen lunching with her press
agent. A little girl stopping Mayor
Mitchell to give him a flower. A jap
anese actress driving her own car.
Claiming Pollock the playwright, try
ing to look happy in evening clothes.
A recruiting officer hailing a dams
ant hoofer to enlist while a crowd
laughed. A cripple in front of the
Public Library reading Shakespeare.
Beefless Tuesday is now three
weeks old. Just old enough for the
press agent of a Broadway cafe to
think up an idea right out of his
own head. He declares that at his
place they are going to have SOUP
less Saturdays, sausageless Sundays,
muttonless Mondays, Trlpeless Thurs
days and Frijolesless Fridays. And
what is more. nearly every editor in
towned used the story. No doubt
on the theory that such ingenuity
demanded reward.
Shortly before Ward Leonard, the
noted aviator, passed on he was get
ting on an elevator in one of his
plants. A man stepped on that he
recognized, but could not recall his
name. He knew, however, that at
one time he had been in his employ.
Let me see," said Mr.. Leonard,
who like all inventors was absent
minded you are with the Westing-
house people now. are you notr'
Yes" was the reply"
Are they doing well by your
asked Mr.. Leonard.
Very we'll indeed" and here a
floor was reached that brought the
conversation to a close-and Mr.. E.
NJ. Herr, president Of the Westing-
house Electric and Manufacturing
Company stepped out with faint
smile about his lips.
Hard Luck Note: Florence Nash
got a lot of praise in the Yiddish
press at the opening of her new
show. But she cannot prove 1t.