Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1920-08-29

IN once laid aside his thunder
l ' i bolts to bless little child
playing in the meadows
which may. or not be true, but
What we do know is that mans
study of man lacks the directness of
childhood in its dealings with the
omnipotence we know as God. Take
for one instance. Miss Janet Mclean.
aged six:
She has been taught, of course, to
reverence and obey her Heavenly
rather but to this orthodox spiritu
atty she has added a personal inti-
macy which expressed itself aloud in
prayer-to herself-in the garden
the other day:
God. please bless little children
with skinned knees; bless every lit
tie child with skinned knees because
l am one of them. And, God, if you
will forgive me. l will forgive you,
amen"
And. as one mightier than pagan
godhead loved little children all the
days He walked the earth, it may be
it may be-that Janets Heavenly
Father and comrade smiled at the Of
tered exchange of forgiveness, and
Blessed her. And all others of His
children with skinned knees"
X X X
CHE didn't look like a woman who
was born without original sin.
but appearances are often deceitful--
ever notice?
She was at a matinee-last Satur-
day-and the woman with her was
telling of some mutual Maude who
had died suddenly the week before.
Went off in such quick Hasn
that she didn't even have time Tor
a word of prayer--it is terrible to
be taken out of life like that-With-
out an lnStantS repentance--
We'll, that's one thing / don't have
to worry over. because | can look
back with clear conscience, Know
ing that I have never said or done
thing to regret
wonder. To be on the shady side
of fifty-to have no stain of word
or deed on the snoWiness of ones
immortal soul
How can you joke like that, when
you think of poor Maude"'
But the sinless one was not joking:
I'm sorry for Maude, of course,
but she deserves all she's getting
that woman did me mean turn once.
and 1 can't help it if she is dead.
You heard about that time she got
the agent to let her move into that
house 1 had been to see and intended
to rent, didn't you?"
II don't see what wrong there was
to that. Maude wanted to buy the
house-and had the cash down"
There was more to it, but this is
enough to show you that there is at
least one perfect saint living in this
town and that she went to a matinee
last Saturday afternoon-and wore a
black silk with georgette sleeves, and
low-cut neck throated with pearls
hi nd Ion
as expensive-hut no halo or wings
that were visible to the naked eye.
SOMETHING went wrong with the
~ film. And the flash of electric bulbs
had changed the tenseness of hushed
darkness into the Iightsomeness of an
atmosphere featured with chewing
gum-and chatter. One youngster
still under the spell of the movie
wanted to talk it over with a mother
who failed to share his thrills:
HE isn't going to have his head cut
off. is he, mammal" "Certny not! It's
bound to come out right in the end.
1t always does"
But the fortune teller told him he
would die on the scat"
"Oh. let up! Didn't you see the
queen give him the ring that he has
to send her if he gets into trouble?-
Stop your worrying"
But that other lady won't take the
ring to the queen-why won't she,
mamma?'
FOR the lands sake-She'n get the
ring all right, then she'll turn around
and marry him"
But he would rather marry the
other lady, mamma"
well, he can't. Don't you see she's
n
see-sh-sh."
The lights went out. the audience
was hushed and-there was a pike
armed guard escorting the hero from