Evening Star Newspaper, January 31, 1926, Page 34

BY NANNIE WO oldish men were confabing in front of a garage. The one in blue denim overalls and a brown sweater Inquired about & party by the name of John- son. The one in blue denim with a red knitted comforter around his throat spryed up with the importance of s to tell Jawnson' a rajo. Ye: up all hours hear- 1’ 1t talk—sits up al hours—an’ his won's takin’ up the funel business— count o' aut'mo- biles—TYes, auh, takin’ up the funel ness uccor mix ‘em? ver is the Liics thing I knows of—an’ ‘pears to me they ain't nothin’ mo’ daid than a funel—pears to me S0.” “You win't unnerstan’in’, man. A aut'mobile {s the unnertaker's idol- always fllngin’ cawpses inter the bus * funels bring Eot a telefome, tod son’s got & telefom up all hours talkin's to i Yes, suh.” ‘And as a listenerin passed out of the conversation, she wondered how long it would be before two other such citizens would come together to talk over some other Juwnson's alrship. Nothing to the incident, of course. Nothing at all, except that it stood for progress. And progress is the thing in the world. You know the official recipe: “Little drops of svater, little grairs of sand—" * %ok % OME from the country by car— choo<hoo. On the front seat a couple of tobac- co-quid farmers debating the corn out- look. Behind them a dismal man ex- posing the shallow trickeries of a prize package of figs. Sitting about In spots, job-lot humanity that included freckled youngsters and fat-jowled with mothers attached, and—oft self—a woman in an ancient g shawl and crepe veil, both custy, sitting up as if she had swal- fowed a ramrod, and slowly shaking her head, right. left; right, left—just iike that—right. lett, right— Back of everybody, a plain, desers al, who had skidded off from an sver-piled desk for a week end. at a wenther-beaten farmhouse, with a patch of piney woods at the back and t front—in the hope that cgs, ezgpone and clabber ible her to_illuminate her . as sparks fly upward—and s on her way bick and wishing it would snow, when—she noticed the woman with the head. Bach of us is called on to bear af- fliction with the same surety that we must eat our proverbial peck—and, if vou notice, we take what is coming to us without fussing. So the plain, de- serving soul looked another way, Then she looked back again. Then she trled to read her maga ine. Then she looked out of the win- Then she Just had to look at the an. £till sitting up ramroddy-straight and shaking her head—right, lett: right, left—on and on and on The sight of it set the plain, deserv. Ing soul to entirely foolish «nd imperti: nent wonderings: Had that head been swaying with slow relentlessness all the vears that its hair was changing from the brown of girthood to the gray wisps of age? Did it loll restlessly on her pillow at night. And would it stop when she wes dead? You can’t say one word against that psychic something that Mesmer gave bis name to. It 8o hypnotized the Pl ieserving soul that when o com- rade red her at Union Station the first thing he sald was __“Hello, Ann. What are you shak- ing your head for?™” * ¥ % % SI!E was a nice woman, and she lived in a nice little house, and her husband—drummer—was a nice man until he got tangled up in one of those problem things that the drama calls & triangle, and never came back any more. The poor soul worked her best for a few years untll a fever came along that ‘would have put her in heaven or the poorhouse, except that another woman who had recently rented a furnished room in the house—light Lousekeeping allowed—brought her around as near all right as a broken heart can ever be in this world. The woman of the furnished room, who was Mag, had been a waliter in a country hotel until she married into talsery and ran away from it—and it was her oplnion that if the two of them could get a little place in the country it would be fine for the sick woman's lungs. So, she hunted and hunted untl she found a tiny shack ‘with a porch and a big yard with an ©ak tree in it, not so far from the Dis- trict line and near enough to the main road that took one a mile to the car track. And the two lived there and were happy for yvears. The sale of the bouse helped out a lot and the Mag woman had her savings. And there never was such & wonderful friend end nurse In Winters she kept the deserted wife in a comfy chalr by an always re- Lisbie fire and as soon as the first Peach blossoms showed up she fas- tened a hammock under the onk. And Winter and Summer she wuited on the other woman, hand and foot, and they loved each other dearly. The Mag woman milked the cow and raised Ppouitry and managed & truck garden &nd kept house and—every blessed thing—untll one day in late Summer the sick woman had to be taken from the hammock and put under another tree—and that would be all there was Yo it. except that the old Doctor came to the Mag woman before she moved back to town and found the poor thing «rying. And because women are in- morutable belngs she broke under the loving message that the dead woman Bad left for her: T know she loved me, and that 1s Svhat hurts—because I wasn't her friend, Doctor. I was the woman Wwho stole her husband from her, but When I got to thinking over it I ran &way from him to her, and tried to make up for what I had done—and 1 used to be so afraid I would blurt out something that would give me away— and she would hate me."” The Doctor, being a wise man—as most doctors are—interrupted to finish the message: “She knew. And she told me to be sure and tell you that he was un- worthy the suffering he had caused ¥ou both.” nd yet the adage man has dared $o record that no woman can $irec keep a all hours, mour e léOgNE had its starting before . C. years gave way to our own Anno Domint. The city owes its name | :flh‘ mother of Nero, who murdered one lovely night—and now, at the :2 of many blood<olored centuries, restraining walls have given way to verdant suburbs, and she stands, commerclally, the most important city of the Rhine province, and, in point of area, the largest in all Germany The supreme interest of the to from @ sight-seeing view, Is the gre: cathedral, the foundation of whic LANCASTER. Monument. While Cologne has mwore places of Catholic worship than any other city In the world, tourist inter est will pick out the Church of St. Ursula because of the bones, lined around the walls under glass, which represent the 11,000 virgins who came to Cologne with Ursula, & British prin- cess, in the vear 348 and were mar- tyred by a horde of Huns. And, nat- , our old friend Attila must have had a hand in it. How it was that Britain could spare 11,000 ladies nice enough to be saints to tag off alone to a strange country in those blood- letting times would make another pro- foundly odd story. Cologne must have had a building boom in the seventeenth century, so many are the buildings, state and ec- cleslastlc, that Intersperse the life of the modern generations. The war British were quartered in & big, solid “bakery” bullding, with high-walled grounds and the Unlon Jack floating above it. Another gloomy, high-up prison was belted with a brick wall with a hole still showing where some prisoner had escaped, only to drown in the waters of the moat. The moat is now turned into a children's play- ground, and an anclent fort, destroyed during the war, makes another fairy bit for the youngsters to romp around in. And when it comes to the yarns that Cologne can reel out in the | course of an hour's ride, you might take this one as a sample: As you are spinning down a street ot substantial houses—tall and well kept, with flowers in the windows and here and there signs over doors, show- ing the section to be a place of homes hops—you notice that one house, ¢ in its ancient dignity, sFows the heads of two horses looking out of the attic window. The heads are life size and of wood or & sition, painted whitey-gray. story these horses stand for is an accredited legend of the town and runs about like this: When the plague raged in 1400, the wife of Knight Mengis von Aducht was interred, leaving her husband frenzied with grief. The wedding ring on the woman's finger attracted the notice of the grave diggers, who de- cided to steal it that night. While they were taking the ring from her finger, the supposed corpse awakened from a trance that was not death, and of course the thieves fled in ter- ror. The poor thing left her terrible abode, and, running to her house, knocked and called to the servants, who, in turn, ran territied to their master. He went to the door and asked who it was *hat wanted ad- " came the voice from outside. And the knight answered: “My wife is dead, and my horses could socner ascend to the loft of my house and ldok out of the window than she might come to life again.” Scarcely had the knighi spoken the words when the sounds of horses’ hoofs were heard on the stair—and it was In commemoration of this mi- raculous event that the heads cf the wooden horses were affixed to the window. And you accept the story as a mat- ter of course. You get used to that sort of thing in Europe. And, be- sides. there is the house. And there are the hors nd, more convircing still, there fs your uncharted imagi nation, which hankers always and al- ways for that which common sense forbids. Which, in turn, 18 human nature. And human rature is the stuff of which you are made. The Warren G. Harding Camp, No. 5, will meet Wednesday: evening at 8 o'clock. Reports will be made by the committees appointed at the last meeting when Maj. U. 8. Grant, 8d, was the guest of honor. Representa- tive Ambrose E. Burnside ter of the Treas _ Cottin, director of the Veterans' Bureau of the Ohfo district; Col. John McElroy, post commander of the Kit Carson Post; Samuel Mawson, post com- mander of Lafayette Post; E. Burgess, post commander of Lincoln Post; Asst. Adjt. O. H. Oldroyd of the Department of the Potomac, Grand Army of the Republic, were among the honored guests and each made a few remarks. The women of the Wiiliam B. Cushing Auxiliary, No. 4, Sons of Union Veterans' Auxiliary, ind Warren G. Harding Auxillary, No. 10, Sons of Union Veterans' Auxiliary of the Civil War, served the refresh- ments. Harding Camp has a bowling team that will soon issue a challenge to other fraternities for matches. Corbin Burch is chairman of Harding birthday celebration. William B. Cushing Camp, No. 30, will hold their February meeting Fri- day in Pythian Temple, when the new camp commander, Prof. Henry Hard- ing Burroughs, will preside. Report on the Lincoln celebration February 12 at 2 p.m. in the Lincoln Memorial will be made by the committee in charge. This is an annual event and will be under the direction of the patriotic instructor of the camp and the patriotic instructor of the Willlam B. Cushing Auxiliary, No. 4, Sons of gnlon Veterans' Auxiliary of the Civil var, Rudolph Back From Florida. Cuno H. Rudolph, chairman of the Board of District Cammissioners, re- turned vesterday after a 10-day trip in Floride. He was & guest at the ‘Winter home of Samuel J. Prescott near Miami. Miien’s Cot age, Chalfint St. Giles. 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