Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1928-08-19
AROUND THE CITY
BY MAMIE LANCASTER.

, table-and that was the big thing to
see. It was a table with q lump Of
wet clay in the middle and little fig
ures GROUPED around, some OF them a
bit out of drawing, but all representing
the seeds of greatness to come.
On another table stood yard-high
figure of young girl in classic robe
formed by the drapins of that flag that
used to be called the Stars and Bars.
She was wreathed with cotton pods and
one hand held bandanna handkerchief
which she had just unbound from
slave woman at her feet. And Patty
explained:
81 call this The New South and this
| friendly cat and dog am making from
Tom and Rowdy is to be named Civil
zation.' If you were acquainted with
some quarrelsome cats and dogs
know, you would understand what am
trying to do"
The visitor prophesied that the lit
tie worker would one day be famous,
but the doctor of the grandmother, who
CHANGED to come just then, called the
child an angel, which, somehow sound
ed more everlastingly satisfactory from
an eternal point of view, but anyhow
The grandmother's death gave free
dom and little money to young Patty
and now that she is back, ready to do
great things for the world of art. there
! doesn't seem to be any reason why she
shouldn't be both sculptor and angel.
even in this world, before waiting for
the next one.
WHEN dreams are dead and all Our
w idols are broken crockery we sort
of grow a foolproof wisdom, like the
pipS on an Autumn rosebush--a COM
penSation which our Father Time gives
| us in pay for the blood rush of youth
| he has taken away.
A man who had reached that stage
of life was in Car that curved around
the foot of the Capitol the other day.
A younger man, seated next, grinned
| in ridicule of the Grant Monument and
called his neighbours attention to the
unhealthy looking lions crouching there.
They ought to kill the man who
made those animals-look as if they
had the mange-and when you come
right down to 1t, who remembers what
Grant did. anyhow"
History" commented the wise man.
That's so. sir Grant is all right.
of course, but why make a Union hero
look like Daniel in the lions den?"
We'll, son, when it comes to heroes,
what's the matter with Daniel?"
yVuLIR HAL anu LOlu
other that he was humorist. But II
wasn't just humor. 1T was the mellow
mindedness of a man who has grown
I foolproof visdom-like the pips on an
/ Autumn rosebush.
TWO men stood before an imposing
Government building. The only
noticeable difference between them was
| that the one who was gray haired stood
uncovered. while the younger mans
| outstretched hand on a stair rail
showed that he was impatient to be on
| his way.
There was nothing shabby about the
man who held his hat while he talked
! His tie was dignity expressed in con-
| ventional black silk, his collar was as
| white as laundry could make it and
! his clothes were of a quality that no
/ one ever notices, which means that
! they were all rfght-but:
/ In his eyes was the cowed expression
1 that comes from being the underdog
| in life's tussle and his voice was
! Quaver OF emotion as he pleaded for
| some favor wanted-you could tell.
( That was all there was TO it except
/ that: What possible circumstances of
| class. social political or financial. could
excuse man for permitting another
man to stand before him uncovered
| like a vassal before king in o town
where there are neither kings nor vas
Subsequently, a man old enough 70
| be his afather?