The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1912-10-04

doctor learned of the preparations for the dinner and ball at the Bivens pal ace on Riverside drive The solution Of the whole problem flashed through his mind in an instant. They would have professional singers without doubt, the great operatc stars and oth- CTS. If Harriet could only be placed on the program for a single song it would be settled. Her voice would sweep Bivens off his feet and charm the bril- liant throng of guests. He would have to accompany her there, of course. At the right moment he would make him. self known A word with Bivens and 1t would be settled.
 He lost no time in finding out the manager of the professional singers for the evening and through Harriet's en- thusiastic music teachers arranged for her appearance From the moment this was accomplished his natural optimism returned. His success was sure. He gave his time with renewed energy to his work among the poor
 On the day of the ball Harriet was waiting in a fever of impatience for his return from the hospitals to dress At half past their dinner was cold and he had not come. It was o'clock be- fore his familiar footstep echoed through the hall.
 He ate a hasty meal, dressed in thirty minutes and at o'clock led Harriet to the side entrance of Bivens' great house on the drive.
 He was in fine spirits He reioiced again that he had made up his mind to live the life of faith and good fel- lowship with all men, including the Iiffia of4 was about to enter. And so with light heart he stepped through the door which the soft white hand of death opened. How could he know?
 
 As Stuart dressed for Mans party he brooded over his new relation to his old sweetheart with increasing pleas ure. Never had Bivens' offer seemed more generous and wonderful. His pulse beat with quickened stroke as he felt the new sense of power with which he would look out on the world as a possible millionaire
 He gazed over the old square with feeling of regret at the thought of leaving it. He had grown to Iove~t place in the past years of loneliness, but was deciding too soon,. perhaps There were some features of Bivens' DuSIneSS ne must understand more clearly before he could give up his freedom and devote himself body and soul to the task of money making as his associate.
 He went across the square to take cab at the Brevoort. His mood was buoyant. He was looking out on life once more through rose tinted glasses. At Eighth street he met at right angles the swarming thousands hurrying across town from their work-heavy looking men who tramped with tired step, striking the pavements duly with their nailed shoes, tired, anxious wom- en, frowzy headed little girls, sad eyed boys, half awake-al1 hurrying, the fear of want and tho horror of charity in their silent faces. And yet the sight touched no responsive chord of sym pathy in Stuart's heart as it often had As he drove uptown the avenue fash ed with swift, silent automobiles and b1ooded horses. These uptown crowds through whose rushing streams he passed were all. we'll dressed and car ried bundles of candy. flowers and toys.
 Stuart felt the contagious enthusi asm of thousands of prosperous mer and women whose lives at the moment flowed about and enve1oped his own.
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