The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1910-10-07

"Notbsng bsgins aud nothing ends that IS not poad ruith nsoor."-FRANc1s THOMPSON
 ENRY LYNN WILLIAMS. after fretting 1T through eighteen years of this uncertain e!1s- &kA tence, had made up his mind to quit stuoy1ng N o engineerng and ,d do soethng pr xhIH very
 IS ce[fal at 1s2 snq b;mssf 1n to be called os no n he San focoove oe engineer who ever pulled throttle at sixteen he is going to be the champion prizefghter at his weight I2o Pounds' aI seventeen lie is going to be poet f ARa .9ae 1 ns "a entern
 railroad office snd w9Fng pp 32 gitng GP i id the navy Gas lieutenant)--and He has 1magfna-
 brains and enterprise At all ;1rtI fs of 1asv g in tie heavens before his unlicensed eyes,
 travel far bang and batter and mold and hew Big Things make millions i'll money, and come tranplng ing family He is all fire and glory and rnelodrana He cries with secret pride at his own tears he b1asts his boast He adnires the strong men of the world for he strong man He IS qnuy ad n e m way among simpler quieter folk He IS d1sda1n- M f Bes sasr e no ls s 9' e casts
 intense suspicion love is he not Manf is Is he
 Yes But as he bangs there are little quiet shr1nes of brcabrac somewhere always, which he knocks hel these shrines of the brica-brae of hearts and dreams; of some one elses heart and elses dreams He doesn't them; he doesn't know them But they are there great fruit of many years K ce For nobody in this foolish world has right eyes to see the greatness of what he does; but some e1ne word more if Emperor Eighteen the right t kind he d oF se atiE enS e 1epan the brc a-brac If he is the wrong kind and eats his Career put down this tale for yod to read Be sure of that
 This story began with Henry Lynn Williams but i Miss Belle La Vne walked primy in black down 'apbTette Ron the City of sSeFaPsTs & and ad SSq %ss La Vue would not have black only it did not show eheaper sr, For Miss Ia Vue was poor She would have walked with q11te so PTn ana verheal @ B S1e some five pounds of canine chrysantternums tugged heavily two feet in front Miss La Vue tugged at the hanng up her forearm into slightly strained swans eee tat eu,enf @ of her 1eos and feet she passed
 It was dingy neighborhood that had been any 4hing else All houses alike, four stories high,
 with basernents and false brownstone fronts Soiled eTe Tas and no afT safs stps @ ro the odoT of ceaneous cheap cooking Then more dark
 narrow steps up up to the back hail bedroom s per
 ndow Peop o2 S o the ep eP tood on the sidewalks Sounds of trashy music rattled through the street dsd nn aas ot te y so prano tring pathetic ballad parrots squawling flute were generally at this time day With blond passing teiT arms back and forth the process
 Their cheeks were tie stiff smooth, durable. cha1Ey powder The;r voices gry, little falsetto voices When they not falsetto they werS false In tenn Pbe pPyng qs fi of the smaller traitsspt to be 70 SfIc or
 The men were all fancy clothes and overposed pos tures Their faces were smooth-shaven but generally do@s and cearetes among them eiT talk ran tittering about like the cracking of thorns, in millions and mil stage and themselves The whole sense of the place. how ever of novel coonplaceness. of stale fresh
 For there were depths There was Miss Belle La
 Almost alternately each soi1ed basement contained restaurant of German, Italian, Chi nese and the American "quck 1unch' In hot weather fese restaurants the back yard under vas in the winter they were established in the long, Board cost $4 week. without cheap red cheni- cal care which turned the olcloth table covers green Board with back room on the top floor could De had for combined price of six dollars week It was upon this arrangement that Miss La Vue kept herself in existence The Gotham German establishment at 1et room long enough to deposit Bebe taey upon chair Then she rnade her way to the back yard to serted scraps of food and d, soiled patss here here B9ohers Ha strong en Were finishing theif salad. Midgo, wrinlIed- faced, monkey-1ike dwarf was drinking demi-tasse No one else was there eS- cept Hermann, the proprietor. As she sat down at table she threw back her heavy veil and-reyeaed her rd into streazy b1ondness. Her forehead and mouth m Te7 eye e sadness of caste fe suggeston of character in her nose and chin
 R bs ade had sts afa sh T5d bas Basset of Wanego, Kansas. The Belle La Vue' had fife life Her teeth were bad and her hands plain
 She had never been beautfu but she had once homely living and not ignoble lives.
 To-day there seemed to the close observer something extraordinary about her, if this ordinary agitated by some latent sweetness, if neabe soft ness filed her heart
 said Hermann, coming over to her He of those Germans who though coming tc fhs country childhood, speak English crsp1y. with out trace of phegm. His face was hard and batter ed as if cl1ise1ed from flint He stood his heels; he moved at you if he flint That you want ed is ready-empty Dick moved out this morn ing"
 Her distress was evident She flushed, suffered and put note of quer1Ious pleading her voice. "Ths