Middletown transcript., 1905-07-29

| nation.
"AIl the gentlemen are gone on thei
vacations, except Mr.. Surrey and MI
Smith. Do you wish to see either c
them ."
Miss Carleton shook her head. Sure
and Sm tn might have been Mumbo AM
Jumbo for all the acquaintance she Ina,
with them, OF all the knowledge they ha,
OF her. She murmured some acknoWled
ment to the decorous youth who stoot
waiting before her, then turned and flet
to the elevator.
"Where to now, lady ?" came the cab
mans question, like the recurring strok,
of fate.
Miss Carleton pondered again. He
''heaps Of friends in New York proved
upon examination, to resolve themselves
into favorites of fortune like herself
pleasure seekers whose calling led then
inevitably far from the glaring white
pavements of the city. She looked ur
and down; for the first time, she gave
conscious consideration to the unwonted
aspect Of the familiar streets. Quivering
with heat they were, heavy with mote.
laden atmosphere that glowed yellow
under the staring sun. Here and there a
wet heavy-footed horse dragged himself
and his dusty vain over the soft, unre-
ssting surface of the asphalt. Upon the
sidewalk pulsated weary, white-faced
crowd-coatless men dropping beneath
languid umbrellas, heavy-eyed girls, list
less children Miss Carleton had never
before seen the summer aspect of her
fayorite city, and it created in her a sud-
den wonder at the scheme of creation.
How could the same step OF the calendar
which brought to her familiar resorts a
blue sky and clear, sparkling air, visit a
place not so far distant with nothing but
MINDLESS misery and scorching discom-
fort?
Where to, lady ?" repeated the driver
impatiently.
His passenger started "Where to ?"
she repeated. ITO the Maritime Build
ing, of course p
Again they started on their journey,
this time down Broadway through bang
ing trolley-cars and impatient vans down
eI,,rI,, tl,ro,,rb +ba ,,,n, horo1 ,tr,o+s ;,,+o
the wilderness Of old New York.
The harbor air blew with some fresh
ness against Miss Carleton's cheek as she
at last stepped from her cab and entered
the tall white building to which she was
bound. The denizens of the Battery
gazed with delighted wonder upon the
fresh, sunburnt bloom of her face, the
perfection Of her toilette, the glittering
waves OF her light chestnut hair. Happy
the man, thought more than one city
bound youth, for whose benefit this
radiant incarnation of the summer girl
had torn herself from her native surf and
mountains Old Mr.. Clark, the ancient
family friend of the Carletons, little knew
to what massacring point of envy his
good fortune was stirring his
neighbors.
(Which floor, I'M ?'' inquired the de-
corous attendant at the elevator.
She hesitated. II don't know the
floor" she replied, slowly, "but it's Mr..
Clark | want to see-Mr Clark of Clark
4 Mooney"
The boy jerked his thumb in north
erly direction. "The ship-brokers, you
mean? Gave up their downtown office
last March. You'll find them up at the
tlatiron, if you look there, num-"
Miss Carleton bowed in grave acknow-
edgment Of this information, but her
yelled sinking heart.
TO the Flatiron Building" she COM
handed, briefly, upon resuming her seat
II her cab, and the heat-worn trio-horse, |
lri,er and girl began their weary re-
urn march up the length Of the city.
How vexatious How spiteful p she
leplored, furiousIy, to herself. "Why |
lid they have to 60 and move, and pull
he way down to this out-of-the-way
lole, all for nothing? n
Suddenly she bethouglt herself to look
1t her atch the hands pointed to ll.3O.
f Mr.. Clark were in his office, if he hap
,ened to have by him some ready money
With which to honor her check, then
here was just time to catch that twelve
'clock train from the Twentythird
treet station.
Hurry, please !" she called, nervously
o the driver; and in obedience to the
loquent whip, the forlorn and glistening
'east made pretense of Fastening his
weary feet
"If Mr.. Clark is not there" said
Hiss Carleton to herself, and her heart
ank. To be sure, there were still two or
hree friends upon whom she might call.
here was always-there was always that
erson whom she had not seen since she
las in Tuxedo a year ago. Suddenly,
TRANCE to say, her eyes filled with tears.
Hateful, jealous, suspicious thing, she
lurmured. "I'll die before 60 to him r.
The cab stopped at length beneath the
0wering white wedge of the Fiatiron.
m irritating gust of wind tore at Miss
,arleton's skirts and rufied her curling
air as she sprang from her wayworn
ehicle
The driver famed his hot face with his
at and exchanged witticisms with
teamster, after the manner
/ his kind. He had to wait only few
before his passenger returned
I'D suddenly his keen eyes beheld I'M
listakable signs of trouble in her face.
II her quivering mouth, her knitted
rows, he read the ultimate calamity
sck OF noney-and in his brain grew
hidden anxiety for his fare.
Where to now, lady y
II don't know" she cried, desperately,
nd his face hardened. "Yes-back to
lie Holland"
They started up the white and melting