Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1919-01-05
Around the City.

that is not all ease. and ! want to see
things as they are. 1t doesn't heip Una.
poor nervous old horse out there because
/ am sorry for him that he slipped on
the wet asphalt. but feel sonleway that
1t helps me. Seeing things doesn't argue
that l am helpful, but You bet 1T keeps
me from being ignorant
They tipped derisively good -natured
hands at each other in parting. ana as
the fine and fat one. who is honestly
splendid, warm hearted Old glrl Wnen
she isn't posing. was chautefed lnto
her machine the mere business person,
whose faults are as many, yea. as neck
beads on a string. waded off with a
PRAYER in her heart:
Best of everything, dear God, thank
YOU for my eyes
CHE was seventeen. And she was
- dressed for her first party---white
tulle, with gold slippers and a wreath
of gold wheat in her befrizzled yellow
hair.
But she didn't go to the party. be-
cause some one was taken perilously
i'll and she had to stay home and be
nurse. Which shows that when fate
takes notion 10 fling troubles at you
she can be just as mean as q boy who
stones frogs.
A youngish doctor man told the girl
TO keep his patient awake all night.
But when dawn came she slipped
down stairs in her fairy finery and
danced and capered before a big mir
ror, pretending lot of happy things.
And that was her first party-~and her
last.
Father Time is a fidgety being, who
never stops minute, so he kept jog
sing along until one morning the girl
been ri
found herself a plain woman-and
after that nothing counted. But the
nursing kept on.
And after that--oh, a long time
after that-the plain woman, who was
wearing the black that means mourn
ing, was wondering how on earth she
could ever manage, with such desc
late amount of freedom on her hands,
when the doctor man--you would
Know him in minute, because he
always goes to medical conventions
and reads papers-came to her with a
proposition like this:
Il nave lived many years, my dear,
but the pitifulest memory of my life
is of a radiant little snip who was
cheated out of her party-and of her
youth. But the sacrifice has given
you noble knowledge and / am asking
you to use for money what you
learned through love. i want you at
the hospital. Will you Gomez"
But lhe woman was not noble. She
knew she had given for love what
money could not buy~-so she begged
along at her bread and-butter work
FOR lot more years, until
Along came this last Christmas eve
with pretty little war worker heart
broken because lieutenant had in
Vlted her to party and she had no
slippers to wear. She told the woman
all about it. And 1t seemed to the
woman that Way-back radiant little
snip put the words on her lips.
oulaht You love to have a pair
stockings?"
no; the war worker wanted pink
satin slippers to match her pink
chlhon--and pink silk stockings, only,
she couldn't get either.
SO the woman bought the slippers
ana the stockings, and when the girl
called her Il fairy godmother she told
her about tn eradjant snip who had
to stay home from her party because
of Illness. And the little war worker
was sorry.
"Oh, the poor, dear little thing, Did
she die?"
And the woman answered her truth
fully:
yes; she died that night"
That is all-except that the pink
slippers danced right through the
program. And the woman knows that
somehow. somewhere, the radiant
snip is glad.
d S: This Is the one occasion of
the year that this unit permits
herself the Importance of a personal
pronoun long enough to say:
Many letters and picture cards have
put sunbeams in my way around the
calendar--and 1 thank everybody, In
GLIDING the one beloved critic who
does not spare the rod. And l hope
all of you may be as happy as I want
you to be. MAMIE LANCASTER.