Evening star., 1924-05-04
Around the City
. By Mamie Lancaster

erly woman Suing dCToSS, wiz "D'
dividing a monologue between him
and another woman seated at her
right. The three were entire stran-
gers, but the old lady took them into
her innermost confidence with a
frankness that belongs to iittle emil
dren and the chinribbon age-only
she wasn't wearing chin ribbons-no
old lady does these days.
"Oh, my, yes-she was having
most delightful visit with her daugh-
ter and the major, but she must say
she was homesick. Lou Ellen was as
good as gold, but she needed super
vising, especially in the dairy-and,
above all things. she wanted to be
home before the yellow roses were in
bloom. The major thinks she ought
TO hand over the farm to Dan and
"ome and live with them, but, my
goodness, she could never cramp her
self in an apartment, though they
have quite large rooms at the Blank
and, besides, Dan needs supervis--
Pretty soon after that the loqua-
ctouS lady got out, helped by the
man, which was another sign of his
niceness. and by the time a couple
had started the man leaned over to
tho woman to call her attention to
violet paper package half tucked
under the cushioned seat
Our friend has forgotten her bun
die. But there should be no trouble
in returning it as she spoke of the
Rlank apartment, and it isn't likely
TO be too overcrowded with majors to
trace her out. Would you prefer to
get it to her? Unless you would ra-
ther that 1 attend to it, This is my
card"
Tho woman said she would be glad
10 call up the apartment as soon as
she reached her office. and, as she
didn't want him to think that she was
cribbing the package, told him that
she would let him know the outcome.
She took time to go to the apart
ment. instead of phoning, but it was
a wild goose chase. for while the old
lady was garrulously glad to renew
acquaintance, the packet wasn't hers.
Feeling that whatever was inside the
neatly corded little box might be of
special value to the loser, she put a
little ad in the paper. Getting no an
sWer, she opened the package to find
pair OF black silk socks, tagged SO.
She hxed the thing into mailing
shape and registered 1T to the address
on the mans card, with a brief state
ment that on the principal that find
ings is keepings," she was turning
the contents over to him. And the
man, in responding, said the incident
gave him another proof that kindness
always pays in the long run.
And that was all there was to it,
except that the man was mistaken.
For why? The woman had been
equally kind and all she had to show
for II was two car tokens and post
age. Still. you notice most every
thing is ali right-in the long run.
TASABIANCA has a twin in this
town who runs an Avenue car.
The other morning a gusty little
breeze marauded through an open
window. snatched the hat from
girls head-they don't use hat pins.
anymore-and sent it spinning over
the asphalt. Most every passenger
pushed a button as the hat owner
rushed to the front. But the motor
man kept right on until he came
to a. car stop. His orders were to
halt only at the signs of the yellow
moon and it was his business to obey
same as sabianca. Then the girl
got out and sprinted back barehead-
ed. Whether she got her hat or not
is what friend Potash would call
something else yet. All the passen-
gers around had to say-and they
said in aloud-was that motorman
ought to know an emergency when it
came his way. Which, also. might
be said of the boy who stood-and he
was a hero.
One hunk of a lady gifted with
Soil JuSI SpTOuIlnS into knee pants
voiced a conviction:
IF 1t hadder been my kid, he
woulda run this car. all the same"
And, If such a. tragedy had come to
pass. the hunky lady would have
been entitled to call out, with the
poem:
The boy, oh. where was he?"
But as the youngster didn't tumble
but remained safely seated while a
pay passenger stood--no one could
put hand on heart and say what the
motorman would have done, seeing
that there is some difference between
straw and flesh and blood. Also, he
might have felt that a wasted minute
might mean something more to
passenger making a train than to a
girl VINO had her own carelessness
to blame-but all the same:
Obedience may be a dangerous
virtue. Ask CaSabianca
A WOMAN not worth describing
went over to the post office to
fill out a money order for hundred
dollars. AS she wheeled the revolv-
ing door her arm was grabbed by
pretty girl with blue beads around
her m neck You had to notice the
suit that matched the blue of her eyes
which. of course, was why she
bought them.
Hello, Miss Blank. what's your
hurry-training for Bowie?
The Miss Blank person admitted she
was IN gust of haste, but in the
saying she Stacked up enough to let
the young thing sprint alongside
girls are such wonderful dears, flap
pers included.
Going to the registry. aren't you?
always register my important let
ters. It's so perfectly silly to risk
ANYTHING valuable by ordinary mail.
Well, here you are-and do come and
see US soon. Mamma isn't bit we'll"
While the girl was talking the
window. And by the time the clerk
had showed back a receipt, and the
girl had flashed on. the woman was
realizing the stupidity of registering
hundred-dollar bill when the Office
only holds itself responsible for a
quarter Of that sum. And She went
on fussing to herself, having no one
handy to fuss with:
That's what 1 get for fooling with
girls!'
X + x i
A TINY girl in pink gingham, half
~ hose and a ribbon to tie back the
bob of her baby-gold hair, was hunt
ing for something in the grass that
hedged car stop on Capitol Hill.
pers- He led and she tagged after,
and when he had found what they
were after the two took to their
heels and scampered over to a green
place under a tree.
The thing they had found was a
half-sm oked cigarette, which they
took turns in putting, the boy having
provided the match.
Which was awful, when you reflect
on what happens to children who play
with matches.
MAMIE LANCASTER.