Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1914-11-27
CHAPTER xv-contlnued.

IL was Inc less eaUsTy1ug because ne
foresaw the end of chapter. He had
spent himself: in body-he was no
longer capable OF long intense appli-
cation, he had fallen back upon the
1nvslids last resort, drugs: in mind
the creative faculty seemed dead, that
very morning young man In the mills
had announced an important invention
that was to have been Truths mag
mum opus and upon which his sterile
brain had labored in vain; In soul
he could no longer dream. And for
reward he had-the dry fact of trf-
umph he could not sense and the pros
pect Of an empty. useless. disconnected
fnture.
He was critic, you see; but not
OF himself. The world was out of
Joint
PaAseFs-by were diverted from their
own cares by the sight of a we'll
dressed man stamping his cane on
the pavement and muttertng aloud:
IAN evil fate pursues me. Other men
do as do, desire as desire and find
content Why cant be contented--
and happyf
A thousand faces streamed past him,
Enrecognized and unrecognizing. Then,
At corner where two currents
damned each other. appeared one
that seemed oddly familiar. 1t was of
IN undistinguished LONELINESS, pasty
pale. morose. matching well the gen.
erai shabbiness OF its owner. At first
Mark. confused by the dirty brown
beard, did not recognize him
The man had no doubts. At sight
OF Mark an evil glitter sprang into
khe sullen eyes.
"You,"
BY the hate that had lived through
@fteen years Mark placed him.
"Piotr Andzrejzskil"
Peter Anderson" the man cor
rected him.
That's q good American name. I'd
forgotten you had q preference" Mark
smiled and held out friendly hand.
How are you, Peter Anderson"
The hand was ignored. When Peter
Anderson sneered. his LONELINESS be-
came almost grotesque
Since you're so interested, / man
age to keep alive"
How do you manage ftf''
I'm a compositor on the Outcry-
when there's any money for an issue. >
'The Outcry?"
You'll hear of it yet It's the paper
Of our Cause"
Mark knew of but one cause that
employed the capital Socialism. |
suppose" He smiled indulgently. 81
hope it's In funds sufficiently often"
Il look 1t, don't I3''
The answer was so obvious that
Mark avoided it How" he asked
hastily, sis RomanT"
HE breathes and sleeps and eats
But he's dead"
"Is that Socialist parablef I'm
not Socialist so you'n have to ex
plain"
His minds gone. 1t began to &c
soon after you stole his Job. But prob
ably you've forgotten that. too"
have no recollection" said Msrh
ooldiy. ''of any such occurrence" With
. curt nod. he passed on
He had gone but few steps wher
hs halted and looked back. Peter, un
Maindful OF elbowtng pedestrians, wa
attll at the corner, glazing at him.
Impuisively he turned and retracet
nia steps.
See here. P1otr," he said. Let u
not use hard names. There ara q goo,
many things we'd never agree on. Blu
We can agree on this-you're hard ur
Ave been luckier than you. What cal
do 70 help your
Piotr's Lips formed a surly, Moth
ang." But the refusal did not fall. i
look Of transparent craft displace
malevolence.
do you mean that?" he asked auI
pictOusly.
I'm not IN the habit
Il don't care about your habits,
Rlosr interrupted nngraciously. =