The West Virginian. [volume] (Fairmont, W. Va.) 1914-1974, 1921-06-09
THE DAA Y
SE4OR SIX Z.
LIE East Bare
BY MARY MORRISON.

BY MARY MoRlsoh.
Copyright, 1891, By the Mcclure
Newspaper Syndicate,)
SIsHf starter who stood In front
ot the old Breyoort House was
busy that afternoon. At his
,hafp whistle taxis came and went,
ne succeeding another, q continu,
jus wave Of them joining the aver
moving stream Of traffic that
poured iiptthe avenue. And amid Il
: HI stationary, q shadow OF the
ast stood q hanson cab, It's old
lfiyer perched atop, his ancient
Ugh hat over his eyes, his reins ~
ng slack and listiess over the pa
ent horses back.
For twenty years Pat had stood
y that same place. The time had
cen when 1t was be who had dash.
up TO collect Iare and had
fotted of merrill. Join the gay
procession Of shiny, black cabs go.
Ing tpfmany q gay rendezvous far
her uptown. For a while II had
eemed ito Pat that the whole fash
onable world was waiting for him
lnd his sleek brown horse to whirl
away. But he was living to see
iis world "a tickle thing ct best and
pis golden place in It usurped by
llago taxi drivers and their villain
Sus, reeking cars.
The starter, with a minute or two
10 spare; reused Pat from his dreary
feyefy with:
well. Pat, no business this aft.
srnoon eh?"
Pat shook his head in a weary
|aeghtiye. sour days over-the
aas,s and molne," he answered
tlowly Tomorrow it's the auc.
ion room for me cab and the coun-
Try for the mag and me, guess.
rhe city has no use for the likes
of us any more; we're done for,
shure enough
TOO bad, Pat, old boy; too bad"
sympathized the starter. ''lt's a
bng time you've had your stand
here, and I'll miss you. But every.
tody'B for hurrying nowadays; it's
tatchfnt o train with five minutes
10 spare, or it's tea at the Ritz In
anothes five minutes, or the like.
well, good.by; must be of. Here
comes d young teller who'll want q
.axi III a hurry, I'll bet"
Pat leaned back again, beset with
gloomy thoughts OF the future, tax.
lng d farewell glance at his dear:
y beloved New York that was
resting him SO badly.
The young mans voice, raised In
dispute With the starter, brought
him back TO the present.
No. no he was saying, II don't
int any pt your old taxls. They're
damned Quick and cheerful. a
rise would be Just about suited
ne. but l don't suppose you have
on tap. Worse luck. Hey:
kt.hansoni lcabi That driver looks
loomy as anything around.
do, and like an angry whirl-
S-lnd the young gentleman entered
|the hanson, calling to Pat:
Drive me TO hell, Sunny JIM"
sklls Foight, sor,," says Pat. "But
without intrudin', sor, which one Is
Hi YOU'RE meanin'? q Il
"oh, any place-East End ave-
nue. and Eight9:sixth street-thatll
| dp.p snapped the, young gentleman,
banging the little half doors TO.
lgethers
sWreis on" says Pat, and they
Joined the upward stream.
eShnre It's a terrible way he's
ill.," he unused. u wonder what's
aiiin him now?1
Heipoked back over his shoulder
al thefhotel to- see Il an answer to
! the Young mans desperate mood
could be found there. And on the
steps. looking after the retreating
cab, was one! Of the prettiest ladies
Pat had ever seen In all his days Of
close association, with the very best
New York had to offer. She was
speaking hurfiedly to the starter,
and they both looked after the han.
som. Then the starters sharp
whistle reached Pats ear, taxi
Sdashed up and the lady entered It.
sThat,s the answer, shure
enough,,. said Pat to himself, and
he ehuskfed for the first time in
many d long day.
The tail, with the lady in it.,
rushed by them. Out Of the little
window IN the back Pat saw her
looking intently at his fare below
until sheA disappeared from sight up
The avenue,
PAT knew every Landmark. on
Fifth avenue, but on this last ride
lof his he gazed at each familiar
thing De II seeing It for the first
lime, engraving It on his city.lov.
ing heart forever. The huge II.
ljraTy at Forty.second street, with
It's guarding lions on each side
''Godi how ! love them lions!"
groaned Pat. The Plaza hotel,
(which he had seen being built and
ttnsh c6net.like into first place in
the fashionable world. The park,
with It's mysterious distances OF
green he remembered how It look
1;d al dusk, when the green turned
Co a soft lavender and myriads OF
little lights; like stars, twinklen
thfough &c for mile upon mile.
AZ Elghty.sixth street he turned
cast leaving behind him the mod.
ern palaces and the park. He
crossed Lexington avenue, then
Third. then Second avenue A-un.
III Il seemed as II the street was
leading them right into the East
IA front or a little row Of Ivy.
covered red brick houses stood a
famsIiar taxicab, and at their ap-
I.psoach out Of e stepped the same