Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1928-10-07


until. praise be, over at the opposite
corner where the cars turn stood little
frame house with sign that read:
Waiting room for ladies'
And, naturally, the umbrella woman
darted across.
She found 1t wren's nest of shop,
with a cheerful wren sort of woman
behind the counter-only it wasn't a
counter, but a strip of plank supported
by barrel at each end. She bought
one of the three gay-backed magazines,
laid with careful conspicuousness on
another homemade counter, and was
considering how hopelessly dull trade
must be when whistle blew--for noon
A batch Of boys romped in for snow
balls. The wren woman opened tiny
REFRIGERATOR, made out of a cracker box
shaved SO many balls from block of
ice. dabbei each on a square of wax
papsr and Squirted it with red sirup
from a bottle. Then she dropped so
many pennies in the till.
A man with a cigarette in hand
bolted IN for a box of matches. and a
spindle-legged little girl with spectacles
paid a cent each for one ice cream
sandwich. enc fat little pickle and a
slab of chewing gum. woman with
q drenched shawl over her head came
in for loaf of bread, and couple Of
youngsters bought pop and drank it
from the bottle without straw.
No sane lady of a certain age-gnake
It lulcertain-wants to drink pop out
Of hottie without a straw on day
when j. Pluvius and old man Boreas
are spending the day with September,
but YOU will notice that knowledge had
to pe paid for, so she bought bottle
of pop because 1t would give her an
excuse for staying long enough to find
out whether such tiny business could
pa
Well. 1t is a very humble living, of
course, but there was only herself and
helpful little daughter, and so far they
had made both ends meet. They would
do better after they were better known
among the neighbors-and as the cars
stop in front, as soon as they can af-
ford it, they will buy a couple of green
benches and more magazines. Also
there is a big school in the next square,
and many children like snowballs and
chewing gum
The umbrella woman wanted to know
Il q penny custom could pay.
ST think it must, because we are
making q living out of cents A store
friend took ninety-six pounds Of red
cents to the Treasury and got $3.50 cash.
One thousand cents make eight pounds
of raw copper, and while we don't
average that many a week, We are get
ting along somehow It isn't money, of
course, but, as my little girl calls it, it
is money seed" And small as even
the future looks to us, it is better than
breaking your heart and wearing out
your shoes looking for a job you never
get--or living on relations who don't
want you"
Which is not only philosophy but
good little fact to pick up in o days
hunt around the city.
X y x
LIE was an old man with more than
i his fair share of bones. And the
bones were rheumatic. You could tell.
Over one arm that had retired from
active life was hung a hank of shoe
strings, and the other, extended to pass
ing crowds, showed pencils of a sort
that no one acquainted with pencils
would be foolish enough to buy. The
passing crowds paid no more attention
to the old man than If he had been
the lamp post he was leaning against.
until for blessed change, an angel
came along--as truly true an angel as
ever came out of the Bible, though he
didn't look the part.
That Is one comforting thing ABOUT
angels-they go around in such every
cav DISCUSSES that we are always mis-
taking them for regular folks Ever
notice? In this one case, anyhow, If
seraph had materialiZed to the old
vendor, he would most likely have had
a stroke at sight of the feathered wings
and shining crown. But khaki and
dusty canvas puttees made it whole
lot differentiated better.
He was such big. strong, happy
go-lucky, enlisted man that nature