Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1919-05-18

to ask If he would help her down
after the show.
He was busy peddler and any one
could tell that his contract with tho
circus didn't include the hauling down
Of old ladies. Then when the fan seller
bolted by and she had put the same
request and got about the same an
swer. a man behind leaned over to
say assuringly:
Don't worry, ma'am, I'll see that
you get down all right" So then the
lady stopped worrying and
began to enjoy the show.
And when the man behind had kept
his word. spinstery person who was
near enough to see him do it, said to
herself:
II choose you for one of my sons"
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CHE had just washed her hair and
couldn't do a thing with 1t.
She said so to the woman who sat
next to her in the car. When she
had furnished the information she
went into elaborate details. And be-
fore she was half through every pas
senger around knew as we'll as she
did that she had just washed her hair
and couldn't do q thing with it.
The woman who sat next got out
and her seat was taken by another
woman. Maybe the two were acQuaint-
ed, and then again. maybe they were
not. All the passengers could tell
about it was that in less than one
minute and two seconds the recital
was on again:
1--WE just washed my hair and can't
do thing with it, ~.
While she was saying it q man who
had pushed q button was coming
down the aisle. AS he reached the
woman who had just washed her hair
and couldn't do a thing with It the
car gave a lurch and in reaching out
to steady himself he touched her on
the shoulder. He was q most polite
man. and every passenger aboard
openly approved Of his apology.
Excuse me, madame. I've Just
washed my hand and can't do q thing
with it."
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A MAN asked his colleague If he
could give him change for q dol
lar. And his colleague answered. from
the depths Of a penniless pocket:
Thanks for the compliment, but
have not got it."
Which shows how philosophicallJ
serene q bone-less man may be-
when he knows he will be going
down stairs in minute to draw hi
pay envelope, with a good fat bonus
on the side.
X X X X
TN the core of the business section
there is a church with ever opeI
doors. Always, there are figures kneel
ing in prayer or following with SLOW
reverence the sculptured way of tn
cross. And always there is the din
radiance of stained glass and silenc
and remoteness and rest.
Yesterday a sanctuary light glowe'
crimson before an altar, Its splendi'
white baroness accented by the bios
som powered shrine nearby. An
with the beauty Of stone and fres
Goes, the CLEAN Of marble and
soft shaded lights was the compellin
awe of that Mother of Sorrow. VIII
holds on her knees the dead son wh
men once called the Nazarene. Their
are no flowers before this shrine. !
is q place Of thorns.
woman knelt at the marble rail-
, ing that guards the sculptured Mothe
and Son. She was noticeable anon
? other women who had knelt and gon
, their way, because. poor SOUL sne o'
I not seem to be a lawful member 9
I anv fold. She was more like that los
/, sheep that had strayed and that Tn
n shepherd was yet to find. And So
8 was crying. Another woman. who sa'
D her there before the Mother ana NJ
a Son az she was about to kneel' steI
e ned back into the shadows and wal
g ed. She did it because she felt u
kinship~ of tears.
e Presently the kneeling woman la
Q a sprig of faded lilac almost within
t touch of the nail-pierced hand. wipe
: her eyes, pulled down her veil al
II went away. ~
And as the woman who had waite
: Lnelt in the vacated place she 50
e that the wilted leaves and blossom
q were splashed with tears. And 81