The Birmingham age-herald. [volume] (Birmingham, Ala.) 1902-1950, 1905-07-14
ONCE MORE ON BROADWAY.
Pathetic Return of an Invalid to the
Great Thorouohfare.

From the New York Press.
In line with the brilliant array of car
riages and automobiles that came out of
the Eighth avenue gate to Central park
one afternoon last week was a strong,
ruddy-cheeked, well-dressed young man.
pushing a curious looking vehicle with
two large wheels in front and one small
wheel in the rear. The framework sup
ported a long fiat board with as many
springs as a bed mattress Stretched on
it was a man. The only unconventional
thing about his attire was a white cap
of some soft material, with long, glazed
peak to shield his eyes from the bright
sunshine. He was stretched nat on his
back. without pillow, his head SUI It
ed only by a little rubber brace not more
than four inches high
His thin, nerveless hands were folded
quietly across his breast A large dia-
mond ring sparkled on one of his fingers.
His pale face showed supreme content
ment. He was about to take another ride
in Broadway-he, to whom two short
years ago the hustle and cheeriness of the
Great White Way, both by day and night.
was as the breath of his nostrlls.
The youth apparently did not know
about the new traffic regulations and it
never occurred to him to make a long
detour of Columbus Circle to get into
Broadway, and proceed down town. In
an instant one of McAdoos mounted
Uhlans was after him. When the police
man saw the only passenger the vehicle
Ii -
the rules. With sweep of his authors
tative arm he checked the trolley cars
and escorted the youth straight across
the track Of the greatest thoroughfare on
this continent.
Here we are at last, dad" exclaimed
the youth to the invalid. Don't try to
move your head now, or I'll turn about
and go home"
The PROSTATE man actually laughed
which indicated that his tongue an, vo-
cal organs were not Of much more use
to him than the rest of the body. Moth
ing but the twitching of his nervous fin
gers and his continuous smile told the
son that he was happy.
Dad hasn't been on Broadwa.- since
his stroke came" said the young man
10 the Unlan. rugged up this carriage
for him. He has to lie flat on his back
all the time. l take him in the park
almost every day. He begged SO hard
this afternoon for a ride down Broadway
that l decided to risk it"
Down the road they went, the son
calling attention to the Broadway taber-
nacle, the new hotels and theatres and
other changes that had come to Dad s
earthly paradise since he ceased to be a
part of it. The invalid asked his son
to lift the peak of his cap so that he
could see it all. Another mounted po-
liceman volunteered as escort across
Longacre, and the last stage of the jour
ney to Thirty-fourth street was begun
In safety. If the young man was am
noyed by the stares and comments of the
passing throng he gave no indication
of it. Dad was blissfully unconscious of
everything except the fact that he was
once more on Boardway. A woman cross
ing Broadway near the Hotel Marlbor-
ough glanced at happy Dad. took a bunch
of fresh June roses from her corsage
and gently pushed them between his
twitched fingers He looked at her and
smiled his thanks.
.tDear, dear old Broadway" he said.