Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1924-11-23

In the paper.
The ad brought a woman in a car.
joy at sight of her. and she cuddled
him. as happy as child. When the
little gust Of reunion was over she
said to the mother:
This dog has pedigree, and we
are devoted to him. He was stolen
five months ago, and we have left
nothing undone to find him. 1 have
not only searched, but prayed that
some way might be opened that
would bring him back. You believe
that prayers are answered, don't
your"
The mother woman smiled admis-
sion that she, too, had said a little
prayer that the dog might find it's
owner--he was SO affectionate, and
so determined that her son should
bring him home.
So they somehow fixed it between
them that it was ordained that the
dog should escape and make sure of
safety by following the first person
he knew he could trust
Whether their diagram was au-
thoritative or not made no differ
ence whatever-so long as it had
worked out right.
lust to show that dogs have moth
ing on cats in the matter of mind
reading. here is a little something
about about tabby that picked
kindly man in a crowd.
He was one of a seething jam Of
humanity packed as near to a fire
line as the police would permit. In
tent on the smoke and flames pour
Ing from an office building across
the way. the man paid no attention
at first TO fGrtive scratching at
shoe. When the scratchings in
creased to a desperate clawing at his
trouSer leg, he looked down to see
a cat with kitten in her mouth and
her eyes beseechingly on him. She
must have been assured, for she laid
the kitten at his feet and scooted
away to bring back another. And
another. And another. At sight of
the fourth atom of blind-eyed black
ness, the man. knowing that the poor
thing was saving her young ones
from the fire. greeted her with an
encoura ging word before she ScoOted
off once more, doubtless to bring a
NTH, but. just as she streaked across
the street like black lightning and
entered the rear of the building, the
walls collapsed, and
Having trusted him out of all
others, the man felt that it was up
to him to play the game. so he tucked
the four mo:herless mites into his
overcoat pockets-and how the rest
of the story goes this deponent
knows not. 1t is only mentioned to
show that when 1t comes to reading
character. a Washington tabby may
be as good a psychologist as any
Boston bull. Z,
A NEWSPAPER woman owns al,
"A upper apartment near the mill
Hon-dollar bridge. There is view
Of truly country, and to give a close
up of it's sylvan loneliness, a big
tree at the curb lifts its greenness
above the window, but leans one
limb Intimately against the sill
Morning after morning lately the
woman has been awakened by a tiny
but compelling sound that might be
dripping water in the bathroom, but
wasn't-and SO insistent in it's meas
ured rhythm as to cause her one dawn
to slip up to the attic to see If
rain in the night had left leaking
roof. Everything being snug, she
hunted around for the results. to
find
A sparrow perched on the limb at
the sill. pecking at the glass to get
at a dead fly that had been caught
between the upper and lower sash
And the steady industry with
which that sparrow pecked at that
glass morning after morning, until
the fly was busted away, gave proof
that, while 1t might lack the psyche
logical ability of dogs and cats, it
sure was entitled to a iourneymans
card in the Federation of Labor.
4
A YOUNG man and his two sisters
= were motoring home from Chesa-
peake Beach the other Sunday. AS
they neared the District line they
saw ahead a groggy car that zigzag-
ged across the road with every likeli-
hood of disaster to its occupant and
to every other car that came along
For climax. 1t near keeled over to
one side and stopped.
The young man, who was Richard,
passed the wheel over to sister,
who was May. and went to the res
cue. What he saw when he reached
the motionless machine, was a youth
with dazed eyes of one who walks
in his sleep. Richard saluted him
like that Dutch uncle all of US know
about:
- Don't you know you will kill your
self and other people II you keep this
thing up? Where are you trying to
go?"
The boy admitted that he didn't
know exactly where he was going;
he felt so queer. He had been with
some fellows who gave him a couple
of drinks and as they were the first
drinks he had ever tasted they made
him forget the way to where he
wanted to go.
where do you want to go?'
II want to go home-I know it's
on u street, but 1 don't know-the
way"
"All right. don't worry. I'll take
you there
So the one who was Richard put
the owner Of the car in the back seat,
told his sisters to follow on behind
and started toward the city, follow
cd by a traffic cop on wheels. When
they had crossed the District line
the officer halted the front car and
told Richard to get out. as he was
going to put the owner under arrest.
Richard refused to bulge.
HE has done no wronE-and I'm
running this car"
whats the idea? Friend OF
yours? Who are your"
I'm all right. That's my car be-
hind there, with my sisters-and
even If this boy has been drinking
1t wasn't his fault. Say. you ought
to be glad for humanity's sake that
he Is being taken to his home. His
arrest might mean a lot Of sorrow to
his family and shame him when he
gets straight again"
The man Of the law agreed to the
situation.
'All right, but chaps like you are
30 rare you will have to pardon me.
Drive on"
The boy recognized his home and
the parents were so appreciative of
the strangers kindness that they
spoke Of reward. But Richard said