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Show NEVER AGAIN! Til Vaans; Mint, III Girl ml Hie nbj on Troll? Car. A young man in northeast Baltimore has a winning war with children. When neighbors bring their offspring to his house he works them Into n glee merely by taking n few sidelong glances nt them, He snys that ho has learned that small children understand the language ot tho eyes better than words. By merely winking- be Is able to make one or the youngsters want to leave Its mother's side and como to him. A tiny twitch or his mouth sets hair a dozpn or more or them In n roar. He is a single man. nnd, ns nil single men should be bus n young tndy to whom lie pnys nttentlon. One evening Inst week bo wos on n Preston street car with her on the wny to n theatre. A woman entered with n baby in her arms. ' Tho young man had a mischievous Impulse to try and wink nt the child. The mother was looking In the other direction nnd most every one In the enr hnd hts eyes flxi-d In that absent, non-committal stare which seems to be the expression sulfonic for riding In tho cars with tho longitudinal scats. Nobody wus looking nt tho young man. The child wus glancing from one nassencer to another. None of the races was animated eucugh to attract her nttentlon until she happened to look at the .neatly dressed young man. Wlthouc breaking up the sober expression ex-pression or lils race the young man winked strnlght nt the baby girl. The little eyes poppe'd big. The young mau winked again nnd let a smile flutter across nls face. The llttlo eyes popped bigger, tho little mouth opened " wide. Surely It was time for the young man to quit. Ic wns Just going to turn his head nnd break off the flirtation when he had another desperate Impulse. He puffed out his lips ns ir he were, going to say "Boo!" Ho turned his hcod quickly, but the little one would not be thus Jilted. "Oh, dodo!" the baby; cried and stretched out both amis toward the young man. Everybody looked at him. Tho young lady was startled. Ills race turned crlmsou. He Is certain ho will novcr ngaln toko clandestine glances at children In trolley cars. Ualtlmore Sun. |
