The daily star-mirror. (Moscow, Idaho) 1911-1939, 1914-02-10
By Carlton Ten Eyck.
Written for the United Press.)

Written for the United Press.)
NEW YORK, Feb. 100, why SHOULD
the spirit of mortal be proud? This
thought came home to many Broad
wayfarer the other night, along with
the realization that the Old Man with
the Scythe is no respecter of time nor
place. 1t was just at theatre curtain
time and Longacre Square was filled
with it's nightly hurrying, bustling
throng Of pleasure seekers.
High hats glistened, ermine opera
cloaks flashed an occasional glimpse
of cleaning shoulders and alabaster
necks; taxicabs whizzed and whirred
madly around corners, while the white
gloved traffic policeman had to wig
wag all their fingers at once to keep
things moving and protect pedestrians
from the vehicular Juggernauts. In
short, it was typical Broadway night
at the rush hour, with wealth, fashion,
beauty, and pleasure rampant on
field argent. Had some modern finan-
cial duke perched himself high in
Widowed niche" of the Astor and
shouted: "On with the dance, let joy
be unconfined," it would not have been
out of the picture.
Hear Women Shrelks.
In the midst of the hub-bub, wom-
ems shrieks were heard and Broad
way surface car was halted precipi-
lately at Forth-fourth street in the
very center of the pleasure seekers. |
The screams came from the car and
We're occasioned by the collapse in the |
aisle of man. The car crew picked !
up the fallen man and carried him to |
a concrete base of one of the white
lights" Then the car went on its
way. There was not soul about who
knew the man and no person in author
lty was left with him by the street car
men. They simply laid the man in the
middle of Broadway and went on about
heir business. At first the fellow lay
Utterly alone, moaning almost maud
bly,. Then a hurrying pedestrian,
.rossing the whirling rapids of traffic. 1
md halted perforce by taxicap, look
ID down and saw the PROSTATE form.
No Sign of Life.
He stopped to look at the man, and
ound no sign of life. He loosened the i
ollar and clothing and felt over the f
cart. This was enough fer the crowd. =
almost miraculously, the
amp standard was surrounded by an
ager, chattering mob of hundreds.
here were bare headed women in Il
aimmery theatre gowns, men in ev-
ming clothes. ordinary pedestrians "
nd ragged newsboys and char-women, II
lbbing elbows in the common bond
, curiosity. who is he? What is
D? What happened? Is he dead? -
as it taxicab?" and thousand
Id one other queries came from eve
where. And in answer there were II
hundred wrong explanations. No CO
,dy really knew what had happened o'
r the street car was gone and no
'dy had any idea of the mans iden- lis
y. Gu
a little man with chin in
1iskers, wormed his way important
through the crowd. I'm a doctor"
said, and the curious throng parted "
d made way The professional man ! "a
rho. tur TT
abruptly.
He's dead" was all he said PC
Women Wep, Men Stand Silent.
Such a change as then came over
crowd Mems hats came Off and ~
men wept. And the throng melted
quickly as it had formed. An in
esting accident was one thing and !
presence of death was another ma
ne fingered In second the body col
the dead man was alone on its little am
md, isolated between the two pla
cams of hurrying traffic. Then to
ne an old man, a little m9n viii cor
yed coat and dilapidated hat. Bold inc
he walked over to the body on its T
revised slab. Tenderly he stopped Ele
IN and fastened the clothing which con
self-styled doctor had left disor- ifvi
ed. Then with his fingers the CID natt
i closed the eyes of the corpse and Fhe
i a faded and none too clean hand m
chief from his own pocket, the lit esta
old man covered the face of the on
nown. Then Here, boy" he call sho
o an urchin lowering on the oppo- wor