Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1912-04-24

IT!" SHE MOANED.
toxicating buoyancy-a sense of un-
limited freedom, of newly attained pos
sibilities. was just born into the
world. The old letters, whatever they
had been, were stricken from my
hands and feet. The future lay before
me clear road such as an infant en-
tiers, and could set out upon it equip
ped with mans learning and ex-
perienceS:
I thought the hotel clerk looked at
me five seconds too long. I had no
baggage. 1885,.
''The druggists convention" l said
my trunk has somehow failed to ar
rive" drew out roll of money.
"Ah! said he, showing an auriferous
tooth. 'We have quite a number of
the western delegates stopping here"
He struck bell for the boy.
"Gentleman to 3d." said the clerk
hastily. was whisked away to my
room.
The next day l bought trunk and
clothing and began to live the life of
Edward Pinkhammer. l did not tax
my brain with endeavors to solve prob
lens of the past.
1t was piquant and sparkling cup
that the great island city held up to
my lips. l drank Of it gratefully. The
keys Of Manhattan belong to him who
is able to bear them. You must be
either the city's guest or it's victim.
The following few days were as gold
and silver. Edward Pinkhammer, vet
counting back to his birth by hours
only, knew the rare joy Of having
come upon so diverting a world full
fiedged and unrestrained sat en-
tranced on the magic carpets provided
in theaters and roof gardens that
transported one into strange and de-
lightful lands full of frolicsome music.
pretty girls and grotesque. drolly ex-
travagant parodies upon human kind
l went here and there at my own dear
will, bound by no limits of space, time
or compartment.
Sometimes, as my mood urged me.
would seek the stately. softly murmur-
ing palm rooms redolent with high
born life and delicate restraint in
which to dine. Again would go down
to the waterways in steamers packed
with vociferous. bedecked. unchecked
love making clerks and shop girls to
their crude pleasures on the island
shores. And there was always Broad
way-glistening. opulent. willy, vary
ing. desirable MISUNDERSTANDING upon
one like an opium habit
One afternoon as entered my hotel
a stout man with big nose and
black mustache blocked my way in
the corridor. When would have
passed around him be greeted me with
offensive familiarity.
Hello. Beilfordw he cried loudly.
what the de1ce are you doing in
New York? Didn't know anything
could drag you away from that old
book den of yours Is Mrs. B. along or
Is this little business run alone. eh?''
You have made q mistake. sir"
sa1d colby. releasing my hand from
his grasp. MY name is Pinkhammer.
You will excuse me-"
The man dropped to one side. ap-
parently astonished AS l walked to
the clerks desk heard him call to
bell boy and say something about tele-
graph blanks.
"You will give me my bill,' said
to the clerk. land have my baggage
brought down in half an hour. do
not care to remain where l am annoy
ed by confidence men,"
/ moved that afternoon to another
hotel, sedate. old fashioned one on
lower Fifth avenue.
There was restaurant little way
of Broadway where one could be
served almost al fresco in a tropic
array Of screening fora. Quiet and
luxury and a perfect service made 1t
an ideal place In which to take lunch
con or refreshment One afternoon 1
was there picking my way to table
amopR the ferns when ! felt my sleeve