Evening star., 1922-11-12
Around the.City
ME Maiden Aunters gave their
annual memory social the
other night. with Miss Adal!ne,

the anteQlluV1sneSt iHeHioei'
In the chair. Each. IN turn. revived
a pulse beat of the life Of old Wash
inston before this century was born
so far back, as years go, that the
scientist who names earth-perloos.
would call it--maybe-the age OF mud
and horse cars; of flickering street
lamps, and ward fights. and home
pleasures. and the glorious blood
rush Of youth for those Who are old
timers today. That far back.
Each memory flash embodied some
quaint figure invested with the ten
der dignity that only death ana MEM
ory can give: Old Ben Franklin" in
colonial buff, white wig and knee
breeches, who sold pamphlets win
pomposity his stone successor lacks:
Beau Hickman, who told yarns In
hotel Hobbies for a 'gentlemanly hon
orarium," and went hungry to wear
hid gloves: big little Parker. who was
Intimately reported to have sold his
head to four physicians, and outlived
them all; DR.. Gudgeon in his buggy
who weighed a thousand pounds. ac-
cording to the song that voiced his
might: the oriental ascetic who crept
saround in quiet places-tllnld. most
likely, because of the vow that made
him wear his hair In a big bag or
black cambria and eat only stale
bread in antonement for his crimes,
which ranged from missed morning
prayer to Blue Beardish murders. ac-
cording to the imaginations OF those
who knew nothing whatever ABOUT
him; that other and more inscrutable
foreign cripple who gave what ne
earned by begging to the poor VINO
died san outcast and took rank
among the saints Of heaven" to quote
Father Walter, who was himself an
all-year-round Kris krinsle TO the
old and poor Also there were hark-
backs Of a social turn.
Il recall" remarked Miss MARCEL
Hue. "the night l danced with the
Grand Duke Alexis. at the ball given
nv the Russian ambassador and
Countess Catecazy. 1 wore white
tarlatan, with a wreath OF gold wheat
in NV hair. A sheaf of 1t caught in
his gold lace and he said he would
keep it forever-but 1 don't reckon
he really did"
Miss Juletta recorded a reception IN
honor of King Kalakaua- who gave her
a garnet, zone Of quite a handful ne
distributed among those who took his
fancy. I forget exactly what 1 wore,
but I know it was becoming. because
was looking my best. Everybody
remarked it,
And T." observed Miss Eliza Ann,
shall never forget the carnival ball
held in the old Corcoran Gallery of
Art in honor of President Grant. |
forget which inaugural it was. 1 like
To think II was the second one. but,
lust between ourselves girls, I'm afraid
II WAS the fist. but. anyhow, / had on
rink. silk -rutfls,i al around, and a side
curl fastened with a pink rose. Nothing
special happened to me, but from that
time to this have never got over
the thrill one woman gave me-a young
woman in black velvet made as plain
as pipe stem, and without Jewel
or flower to help out-but, girls, the
way she held herself, and the magnifi-
cence Of her neck-every time 1 read
about the big things, good or evil. that
a woman can make a man do; she comes
back to me. 1t seems dreadful for
woman like that to grow old and-I
hope she died In her youth and beauty"
You horrtd old thing. you-' and
then Miss Lulu began to tell about
that time she-but the reporter had to
rush off to get her copy in.
X X
NJIyHERE did he get it," This
w querya will doubtless die out
with the generation now curious to
kiow But the time has not yet come
for why.
y live swarm hived around man.
TIE man was sprawled on the bricks.
\ crutch beside him testified to the
inability OF wood to adapt itself to the
intricacies of the grapevine twist. One
observer on the outer edge Of the hu-
man fringe voiced the slogan as to
where the fallen brother had "got it."
and the others recognized his humor
with laughter that ranged from giggles
10 guffaws Every time the afflicted
one tried to scramble upward the
crowd-decent looking citizens. a sports
suit or two, feminine gender. and the
rag tags that swarm up from every
where whenever there's a Juicy bit Of
trouble going on-laughed, and when
It. last the poor thing began to lash
around in helpless daze and whimper
tiut he wanted his wife, oh, boy, it
WIS as good as play.
IT didn't seem to occur to anybody
around to be thankful for his own
TWO good legs or for the strength.
physical or soulful, to resist the
temptation that had laid the sinner
low. They just laughed and laughed
and laughed.
All pleasures pass in this world, so
the time came for a policeman and
after him. an ambulance The law
is not humorous. The oficer-to
quote an onlooker-"didn't even crack
a smile" as he and the driver lifted
He actually treated him as if he
were a human being.
4 + i 4
VoU have got to have somebody
i who trusts you, If 1t IL only a
back-alley cat And when you are
trusted you have to mako good.
This philosophy was the gift Of
woman who lived in what you might
call an American edition Of Boffin's
Bower-with old pictures, a medi-
eval chair or two and many handed
down knickknacks as a background
for n room whose front was uncom-
promising as to desk and chairs
Also there was cat. When it stray