Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1910-02-16
HUNTING AN IDEAL.
BY M. QUAD.

| tCOpyrfgnt, lS9, Dy Associated Literary
Press.l
| The main reason why Phillip Hutch
| inson found himself a bachelor still
at the age of forty was because he had
an ideal and because he had never
| found her. He had looked and longed
and hoped, but she had not crossed his
path. She did not until after his for
tieth birthday. Then fate or fortune
or something else smiled on him.
Mr.. Hutchinson was strolling up
Fifth avenue, New York, when his eye
caught a photo in a showcase. There
she was-the counterfeit of the woman
| he had carried in his mind for thou
sands Of days! Her hair was down,
and she was draped as an angel. How
the photographers get on to the angel
business without going to heaven is
none of the public's business. You can
take their angels or leave them. This
particular angel, as near as the old
bachelor could figure out, had blond
| hair, blue eyes, ruby lips, and her voice
was the tTlii OF DiTu-
| The ideal hunter stood long before
| the picture and made up his mind to
/ hunt the earth over to find the original
/ He did not go upstairs to find the
artist He waited down below for the
artists boy. and that rising young man
replied to him:
THAT gal? She came in a carriage
and had poodle. Took away our
| breath in minute. II l growed up
and had the scads-gee"
But her name, boy-her name and
address," demanded the man with the
beating heart.
You can search me- The boss has
got it in book, and he keeps the book
in a safe. She must be Fifth avenue
fiier, though, and if you walk up and
down long nun you'll be sure to meet
her."
II 1t hadn't been for the dreams that
Mr.. Hutchinson dreamed his legs and
his perseverance would have given
out. He had various dreams Of the
angel in the show case, and they al
ways heartened him up for the next
Ody huht. Al lnOcC 0ASaAhS NC was
always saving her from going over
Niagara falls, from q mad bull. from
joy ride auto going ninety miles an
hour and from other things.
March gave way to April. and still
the search went on. Sometimes it
rained ON the searcher and sometimes
1t didn't. Sometimes he caught sight
"a % s,, rv.;a nd Of
nal dubbed up in his breast, and some
times he simply saw females and drag
ged his weary legs along. One must
even give credit to the rat that gnaws
through a two inch plank. Clubmen
wondered and talked, but they didn't
get hold Of the truth. They took 1t
that Mr.. Hutchinson was haunting
Fifth avenue in search Of site to
erect an old mans home. II they had
any other idea be was man not to
be questioned.
April dragged away and May came
in. up one side Of the avenue and
down the other. just the same. The
photo still remained in the showcase,
and it was scrutinized regularly at
least twice day. The photographers
boy still remained. and gradually
feeling Of pity came into his young
| heart for the persevering searcher. He
always encouraged him with nod
when they met. but it was well along
| in May when he waited at the show
| case with a smile on his face to say:
Say, I've got news. That angel was
in the gallery ag'in yesterday
''You don't tell me-" gasped Mr..
Hutchinson.
| "Sure as shootin', and she ordered
the boss to send fifty Of her photos
to Coney Island. Said she was going
down there today"
But what for?"
Dunno. That's what she said. Meb-
/ be her dad has rented Dreamland for
a bungalow. You orter find her down
there in a day."
"You are sure it was the same!'
/ Sure Mike! Can't any one tell an
| angel after seeing her oncest? You go
right down there tomorrow and you'll
! find her.
What was money to the searcher
when Tue SedTCu Was 81 hcat ChocA :
Another five changed hands, and at
| the club that evening they noticed the
great change In Mr.. Hutchinson. He
| was joyous and loquacious, and they
said he had finally bought the site. He
was down at Coney by 10 o'clock next
forenoon. By noon he had made sure
that no angels were registered at any
Of the hotels. By o'clock he had ex-
hausted the bungalow idea. Then a
feeling of despair crept into his heart,
and he entered concert hall to brace
up on a sandwich and a glass OF beer
He didn't brace. He wouldn't have
got into the place If he hadn't fallen
in. At the door, in a big, cheap frame,
were dozen photos of the actresses"
then doing the high kicking on the
stage, and that Of the angel of the
showcase led all the rest. Mr.. Hutch
inson fell into the hall and on to a