Evening star., 1926-04-11

still smaller girl, who was so young
that the gold of babyhood was in he
curly hair, and who had paid tribute
to the elder child's basket:
Your Wabbit laid more eggs thar
mine did. My bunnie ony laid sl2
eggs for me. and you got two more
that's cause your wabbit is big
ger----'
my gwacious. jamie, you don't
think a choclit rabbit hays eggs. dc
you?-You ought to know heaL
better'n that"
They do so. My mamma told me
so
Blue hooded wisdom added to its
chuckle a streak of indulgent diSdain
We'll, o'course, my mamma says so
too. ats because she don't know any
better-but wen you buy rabbits out
of store and dye eggs at home an
puttem in a basket, wy, ats all the
relations rabbits IS TO Easter eggs
amt it so. Ruthie?"
Ruthie, sitting on a side seat next
with her chubby legs dangling, and
her basket clutched tight, was about
TO voice Endorsement when a boy
eight, maybe-clipped in from a seat
behind:
You shut up, Gracer-don't you
mind her, jamie, your mamma is al
right. If she told you rabbits lay
Easter eggs. they do-don't they
kids?"
There was the challenge of cham
pionship in his voice, and the children
nodded and beamed in obedience, and
maybe fear of the dominating
youngster. And little jamie dimpled
and giggled shyly under her spot
light, but all the same
She had tasted of the apple OF
knowledge. And, human nature be
ing the same from Eve to jamie. the
child was having her first glimpse OF
the disillusion of life-which is the
one thing that keeps this earth from
being heaven.
Two boys were picking eggs out.
side the railings of the White House
grounds. The one who was coiored
had won two eggs from the boy who
was matching him, and four eggs from
the boy he had cleaned out in an
earlier game. Everything was per-
fectly fair and aboveboard, and as the
usual youngster is as fair and honest
as sunlight, it was with a good
natut ed irritation that the white boy
asked, as he turned over his last
picker:
Say, Link, that egg of yours is
Looks like every other e9g-but she
sure is a regular prize fighter-How
you come to get her, huh?"
The VictorS laugh was of the rich,
unstudied melody that mother nature
has put into our brown brothers
voice, and his eyes sparkled with
humorous brag:
Jus the same as any other egg,
only boiled her in hard water"
A GROUP of women came out OF a
church. Two of them went to
the curb and got in q car. A third
woman followed, hesitated, and then
decided not to ride. A man, who
stood by the car, closed the door and
the driver took his place in line with
slowly behind a hearse. The woman
who did not get in the car joined
another woman as she was leaving
the church steps.
Good morning, Mrs. Blank. You
didn't go to the funeral, either, did
you?"
Mrs. Blank, whose eyes showed for
emotion, expressed regret that bust
ness at the office prevented her, but
that she would go to the grave Sun
day, after service. Then she moved
Charlie made me promise to go,
but / hate funerals-wouldnt go to
my own If / could help myself
knew poor Mary awfully well, and
Charlie said l owed it to her to pay
her a last respect, but I've just got to
change a silk sweater bought yester-
day-I don't look good in purple, and,
besides, 1t was too large, anyhow, un-
I'll the filter took up the shoulder
seams-The clerk who sold it to me
boards near US and | think she
oughter change it for me, as Charlie
got up and gave her his seat in the
car the other evening-not that he
had any interest in her. you know,
but he's like that, all the time-I tell
him he pays for his seat and oughter
get the good out of it-I think there
get the good out of it-you catch
mighty few men doing it--I think
there oughter be law to make 'em.
Makes me hoping to have to hang on
TO a strap while men are sitting all
around-poor Mary, isn't it queer she
never married? Charlie says he knows
one man she could have had-but he
didn't say whO-men never tell on
each other, you know almost cried
The way the minister spoke. We
used TO be girls together, you know
She muster left quite little pile of
money. working in the Treasury so
many years, much good it will do
those nieceS of herS-Well, I guess
she was glad to gold maids don't
have much to live for, you know
present company excepted, of course
i know Charlie won't like my not
going--he tried to get off himself, but
YOU know how it is with postal clerks,
he just couldn't-but he sent flowers
Il wish you had time to go with me
stores are so mean about changing
a thing after it has been altered-well,
good bye
For they had come to corner
where the other woman had to go in
a corporation building, and left-with
out having said a word.
But her eyes showed that she was
grieving for Mary in heaven who had
been Mary on earth.
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4 RUMMAGE sale was in full blast
when a lady patroness entered,
followed by a man. And the lady
in charge knew exactly what had
happened. Women understand little
things so well.
"Oh, Mrs. Blank. you remember
that fedora hat I donated, don't your
Mrs. Blank recalled 1t perfectly. 1t
looked as good as new and she had
laid it aside for an old man who had
paid cents on account.
"Well, that's my husbands best hat.
and the mean thing says if he doesn't
get 1t back I've got to go without a
new one all Spring"
The mean thing smiled grim in
dorsement, and the lady in charge
went to a curtained shelf and pro-
duced II.
What the old man who had paid in
his cents would have to say when
he came back with the balance of the
money and had TO take a hat that