The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1911-04-06

the KlCcnen. lave you been taking
him to the ZOO? And for what?''
II have not" said Mrs. McCree. "He
sets by the windy all day. IT'S little
recreation a blind man among the poor
gets at all. I'm thinkin' they wander
in their minds at times. One day he
talks. of grease without stoppin' for
the most of an hour. I looks to see
if there's lard burnin' in the fryin'
pan. There is not He says I do not
understand. IT'S weary days Sundays
and holidays and all for a blind man,
Danny. There was no better nor stron-
ger than him when he had his two
eyes. Ills a fire day, son. Injoy
yerself ag'inst the mornin'. There will
be cold supper at g."
Have you heard any talk Of hip.
popotamus?" asked Danny of Mike, the
janitor, AS he went out the door down
stairs.
Il have not" said Mike, pulling his
shirt sleeves higher. But tits the only
subject in the animal, natural and ille-
gal lists Of outrages that I've not been
complained to about these two days.
See the landlord. Or else move out If
ye like. Have ye appropriateness in
the lease? No, then?'
1T was the old man who spoke OF
it," said Danny. Likely there's moth
ing in it,
Danny walked up the street to the
avenue and then struck northward into
the heart of the district where Easter
modern Easter in new, bright raj
ment-leads the paschal march. Out of
towering brown churches came the
blithe music Of anthems from the
choirs. The broad sidewalks were
moving parterres of living fowers-so
it seemed when your eye looked upon
the Easter girl.
Gentlemen frock coated, silk hated,
gardeniaed, sustained the background
of the tradition. Children carried
lilies in their hands. The windows Of
the broWnstOne mansions were packed
with the most opulent creations Of
Flora. the sister of the lady Of the
lilies.
Around a corner, white gloved, pink
gilled and tightly buttoned, walked
Corrigan, the cop, shield to the curb.
Danny knew him.
"Why, Corrigan," he asked, "is Eas-
ter? know it comes the first time
you're full after the moon rises on the
18th of March, but why? Is it prop
er and religious ceremony, or does the
governor appoint it out of politics?'
"'Tis an annual celebration said
Corrigan, with the judicial air of the
third deputy police commissioner, "pe-
culiar to New York. 1t extends up to
Harlem. Sometimes they has the re-
serves out at One Hundred and Twen-
ty-ffth street. In my opinion it's not
political"
Thanks" said Danny "And, say,
did you ever hear a man complain Of
appropriateness? When not specially
in drink, I mean
Nothing larger than sea turtles,"
said Corrigon, rejecting, ''and there
was wood alcohol in that"
Danny wandered. The double, heavy
incumbency Of enjoying simultaneous
ly Sunday and festival day was
his.
The sorrows Of the hand toiler fit
him easily. They are worn so often
that they hang with the picturesque
lines of the best tailor made garments
That is why we'll fed artists of pencil
and pen find in the griefs Of the COM
mon people their most striking models.
But when the Philistine would disport
himself the grimness of Melpomene
herself attends upon his capers. There.
fore Danny set his jaw hard at Easter
and took his pleasure sadly.
The family entrance Of Dugan's cafe
was feasible, so Danny yielded to the
vernal season as far as a glass of book
Seated in dark, inoleumed, humid
back room, his heart and mind still
CROPPED after the mysterious meaning
of the springtime jubilee.
"Say, Tim" he said to the waiter,
"why do they have Eastern"
"Skiddoow said Tim, closing a So
phisticated eye. lis that a new one?
All right Tony Pastors for you last
AASAI, L SouCoo. S1NC ~ up. w udL .
the answer-two apples or a yard and
a half?"
From Dugan's Danny turned back
eastward. The April sun seemed to
stir in him vague feeling that he
could not construe He made a wrong
diagnosis and decided that it was Katy
Conlon.
A block from her house on Avenue
A he met her going to church. They
pumped hands on the corner.
Gee, but you look dumpish and
dressed up" said Katy. "What's
wrong? Come away with me to church
and be cheerful
whats doing at church," asked
Danny.
"Why. it's Easter Sunday, silly!
waited till after II expecting you might
come around to co.
What does this Easter stand for.