Evening star., 1919-04-20
Around the City.

- ~ OASJs
who looked at the triumphant get
away Of the soldier smiled her pleas
ure at his good luck. knowing how
painful II IL to be jammed in q car
crowd-especialiy whom one has to 60
on crutches."
Never mind. correspondents. dear.
things always even up-somehow.
Both Of you can bear witness to the
toadylsm OF the owner OF the limou-
sine. but you may be sure-sure-that
one Of these days n lady by the name
Of Retribution will shufie the cards
Of circumstance and take a hand in
the life game Of the man who refused
help to those crippled and uncrip.
pied" women. though. like the hero
OF the Mikado. you won't be there,
to see!" .
This is bound to happen. for the rea.
son that wherever Selhshness travels
Retribution always follows after. It
is the history OF this world. And.
doubtless. OF the next.
T ANGuAGE is what our dear Mr..
Venus used to define as various"
Here's proof:
The other day a woman who pegs
at desk-like this--had three callers,
one after the other who wanted to
tell her about
The rechickening OF France.
The rechickenizing Of France, and
The repoultryizing Of France.
Each story meant splendid practical
help toward the egging on Of pros
perity for our devastated ally, and
when the trio had gone a bungalow
in-the-suburbs man sauntered up to
the desk to mention that he was do
ing his share in
The rehenning Of France.
And the woman, having pegged
down her foursome, IS leaving a
blank space for
Next"
A WOMAN had fallen in her strug-
gle with that always victorious
Goliath we know as death, and was
sleeping her first hours of pain
freedom in a quiet place, with her
hands forever folded on her breast
On her inscrutably tranquil face was
set the gray seal Of silence, and her
eyes. that had wept protest of the
sorrow that had been her overportion.
were lidded in a rest that would be
broken by tears never again. On the
black couch that narrowed her in lay
a spray Of blossoms. that meant a
friend. and the friend stood by.
You think strange thoughts when
you look down upon that which was
and is not-and you wonder and Won
der II the dead can keep faith with
the living.
IF there be life after death I will
come back and tell you. If do not
return you will know that death ends
ALL"
1t was a last promise and. so far. 1t
had not been fulfilled. but, as the
living woman stood there in the
hush Of immortality, it seemed to
her-just seemed. mind-that tho
voice that had belonged to the dead
woman was saying to her:
II kept my word. but 1t Is you
who fail in recognition. because your
eyes and ears are clogged with the
limitations Of earth. The dead keep
their pledges. but 1t is not wliled
that the living should know"
And the woman beside the black
couch believed that the woman who
was lying in It had kept her word.
MAMIE LANCASTER.
The Minority Stockholder.
CARTER GLASS was
~ talking about dispute of minor
ity stockholders.
'The minority stockholdsr." he said.
always gets justice. He gets it, I
mean, II he Is able to fight for 1t.
Otherwise
well, 1t reminds me Of a story about
a little fellow who entered a restau.s
rant and ordered duck. The portion
of duck that they served him was very
small. AZ he studied 1t discontented-
ly, his eye happened to fall on the
table next his own. Here large fat
man sat before a truly magnificent por-
tion OF duck-quite three times the