Evening star., 1924-01-27
AROUND THE CITY
-By Mamie Lancaster.

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! COME "for hire" cars and an old
time but quite spruce horse and
carriage were parked at the curb OF
a small park near midtown hotel.
IL was cold night with a big moon
and the paths Of the park were so
much oxidized silver. At one time
, along about 10 o'clock. a man and
woman arm in arm, came swinging
around one of the paths, and at sight
or the man the white chauffeurs dart
ed forward, but the owner of the old
time carriage merely opened its door,
raised his hat, and called out with the
blending Of intimacy and respect that
, only the voice of an oldish brown
man can achieve:
Here's your boy, jedge."
Inc man, who has never been a
Judge, nor ever expects to be one. hut
whose dignity. influence and SOFIA,
standing entitle him to all the honors
shat the brown can can confer. waved
d iriehdly hand at the chauffeurs and
oeamed at the man at the door:
rather walk" "oulu
The jedge smiled at the woman
.h mt.n MIN and she smiled back. And
~neA, with another friendly word for
the chauffeurs and a special beam for
ene oluish colored man, the two went
away, leaving the street to it's sjIvsrv
silence' one chauffeur said to another.
nope the old gentleman isn't hav-
ths trouDle about money-coId nisht
Tor walking when you got the nonev
10 ride-specially with a lady along
| ne 5 got all the good money he
~ants-just took notion to walk
iots or ladies' and gents like that"
he don't want to-"
to burn"
You cut me off befo' 1 could make
my pint of argument. What I'm amin
10 tell you men is. the ledge dnn't
lave TO walk If he hadn't nary a cent
so long as own this here hawse and
>lN the Jedge owns II, too. That man,
gent men, gimme the money for my
arst rig over twenty-f years ago-and
says FOR me to pass it on to the mex
one that had to be started-an' 1 did.
'uh; / certn'y did. But you can't pay
lack help like that"
ANA yet there are some folks in
/ this world-moStly pessirnists who
set paid for it-who tell US that graf
.tude exists only so long as it paws /"
lou nave doubtless heard them talk.
or seen them in print. But they are
, wrong. jackson proves IT.
4 ): X X
TWO women were lunehins in a
cafe that features artificial palms
IN tubs and griddle cakes cooked in
the window. The pudgy one, with her
raccoon coat on the next chair was
making steady way through six fried
and a squatty silver pot of coffee
plated,o course. The slim one, in a
! sort Of wool kimono with fiappy COL
lars and cuffs. and a bunch of roses
ras-ln button hole, discoursed of
harassins emotions while the butter
melted and mingled with the siruD on
her 'wheats" va
I'm getting SO afraid of fire that
l cant sleep of nights-'way up on
oh, I reckon the hotel keeps q
sharp lookout"-the pudgy woman
dispensed this comfort between bites.
Ihats where the trouble comes in.
mog, ~ ,ne management wasn't so conspic-
uousiy careful l would never have
given thought to any possible dan
ger-but-the corridor along nv
floor is noticed with black painted
figures pointing ,to fire exits-a little
way down from my door is fastened
a contraption the size of an open-face
| watch, to which is chained a mallet
and a printed notice: In case of fire
break the glass Nearby are two hand
grenades In a wire net, and beneath
| is rack for hose.
Standing in my door, I can see
Exits in huge black letters over the
windows at each end of the hall
Pendant from the ceiling are red
| electric bulbs that smolder like live
Goals during the day and flash a 1urid
crimson at night, to indicate the loca-
ion of stairway and fire escape. Right
! next to mine is an escape room with
| a glass door and q hatchet hung out
| side 1t, and the same standing invi-
tation to break the glass in case Of
| fire, and on the other side of the door
| is brass extinguisher with label to
above is big metal gong that !
didn't know the meaning of until ]
read card on the inside of my door:
In case of fire. the gong will ring for
| fifteen minutes.
THE window Of the escape room
next to mine opens on balcony
where there is a comfortable ladder
at every floor. 1t would be practi-
cally impossible for anybody to be
harmed IL the biggest kind of a con-
fagration started in that hotel, but
all the same
The pudgy woman must have had
her sense Of humor-or maybe she
just wanted to change the subject, for
drop from the squatty pot:
Speaking of fire escapes, wonder
would you feel really safe in heaven?"