Manchester Democrat. [volume] (Manchester, Iowa) 1875-1930, 1914-11-25

ing harder; for Leigh had come to sat.
isfy him SO completely that he fan.
cied no one else could take the sculp-
tors place. On the seventh day.
Leigh not having as yet returned, he
ate solitary meal, and feeling lonely,
went to the gallery Of theater. H.
i The play was q melodramatic AFFAIR,
and on either hand sat people who re.
fused to respond to his critical analy.
sis OF the dramatist's work; so, after
the second act, he left, much bored,
and filled with longing for dancing
and companions, for laughter and In.
consequential talk: most natural
and wholesome desire for the amuse-
ments common to his years. FL s5s. 5,3s
q ;wish,r said Pedro aloud, that
was going to a party" ssS
Then a thought struck him. II q
party was what he wanted to 60 to-
why not go to one? There were the
cafes--but no! He wanted a real
party, with invited guests, and laugh
ter, and refreshments, hospitality Of:
fered s i. 81 sEE4
Suddenly he felt like a prisoner,
jailed in a prison that is limitless. yet
cramped because it is, in fact a prison.
To shake on this morbid fancy he
began to run, and sped through the
silent, frosty streets as though the
gruesome, sardonic spirit Of civiliza.
ton was speeding after him with
handouts. N NJ. hill al E5., 81 5s5l
Breathless at last, and indignantly
helpless, he came to a standstill be.
side the open gateway Of q little i'm
passe that had once or twice attracted
his passing attention. From wall to
wall 1t was paved with uneven flag,
ging, and down the center ran an open
gutter. The buildings were squat two
story affairs of old brick, and had
once been stables, but as he looked
more closely. the light Of the scat.
tered bracket-lamps revealed the fact
that they had, been converted into
studios. All I the other buildings but
one were dark, and like, a bit of the
old world, the miniature street nestled
timidly almost in the shadow. Of its
giant neighbors, the sky-scrapers. Al
It's hospitable aspect Pedro felt better
directly. From the lighted building
halfway down Its limited stretch, q
soft radiance shone out, uncurtained
and CHEEKY, and the sounds Of revelry
came mufiled to his ear. Quite shame
isssly he walked to where its window
INST level with his shoulder, and fiat
steping his nose against the pane
looked in. 8 e ID ~
ID "A dimly lit room full of animated
people met his gaze. A youth, with Z
cigarette dangling from the corner #oi
his mouth, was playing softly on the
piano, while, just beyond, two couples
were dancing. Immediately in front
Of the watcher was 3 row Of heads
their owners being seated upon Z
bench which ran directly beneath the
window. + $@f.s.
Suddenly the street door was flung
wide to emit little knot Of men who
carried between them the limp form
OF Z woman, Pedro drew back into
the shadows and watched. j.,
The exact nature of the trouble he
could not determine, and neither could
he Sec the woman very distinctly, but
the air seemed to revive her, and pres
emily a cab, appeared, into which she
was put, and driven OF with one OF
the ,men. The rest then re-entered the
house, closing the door with a bang
The little episode affected Pedro
strangely. .5-1At@rsg&&:. ,se.s W. s.2@
h Again he stepped to the inviting
window and pressed his face against
it. only to be confronted instantly by
q mass of red-gold hair! At. first he
could scarcely believe his eyes; but
It was true-there was no mistaking
those cleaning braids-she, was there
the Madonna Lady, standing within
the warm room, her shoulder turned
toward him. Acting on sudden i'm
pulse, Pedro ran to the door, and
knocked. &4. &e#N ~ ~ Is
ii Almost at once it was opened by q
little man with a smooth, boyish face
and sandy hair. Although far from
handsome, the magnetism of his per
s0nality struck Pedro Immediately
awakening an answering chord in the
latter. For a moment the little man
locked the boy over. and then his
weird. expressive face broke into q
smile. y5sZhs+s5, ts.s- -. e.,
Were you looking for Milligan?" he
asked. i Ia
II was looking for party" said
Pedro, smiling in return. "e n
"Well, there's several inside" said
the little man, waving hand toward
the dimly lighted room behind him
s'Some friend Of yours here?" n
IT Just wanted" began Pedro, when
a girls voice broke in:
&"He 10 a friend of mine, Don." said