Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1921-06-10

gased at each familiar thing as II
reemg it for the first time, engraving
" " on ms city loving heart forever. The
nuge library at Forty second street,
WIN WIN its guarding lions =" each side
uod how l love them lions !" groaned
rat. The Plaza Hotel, which he had
seen being built and rush comet like
into hrst place in the fashionable world.
Inc park, with its mysterious distances
OF green-he remembered how IL looked
at dusk, when the green turned to soft
lavender and myriads Of little lights,
IKE stars, twinkled through 1t for mile
At Eighty sixth street he turned east.
leaving behind him the modern palaces
and the park. He crossed Lexington
avenue, then Third, then Second, Ave-
| nue. A--until IL seemed as IL the street
was leading them right into the East
River.
In front of little row OF Ivy covered
red brick houses stood familiar taxi
cab, and at their approach out Of 1t
stepped the same pretty lady. She paid
her driver hurriedly and sent him back
toward the rushing world Of Fifth ave-
nue. as Pat drew up.
Pats fare first caught. sight Of the
lady as he was in the act OF descend
ing from the cab. He stood stark still,
half in and half out of the cab, mo-
tonless, as if turned to stone.
Philip" snid the girl, laying her
hand on the gloomy young mans arm.
Pat was a gentleman. His associa-
tion with the beau monde in those splen-
did old days stood him in good stead
now---for he sat on top Of his ancient
vehicle looking neither to the right nor
TO the left: as II he heard and saw
nothihg' Nooody stirred on the quieI
street. fat' the young lady and the
unBTy eyed gentlemen were alone On
inc Drink OF the East River.
" Philip" continued the lady, breath
lessly, when l saw you drive off with
that desperate look on your face just
couldn't stand it, and when the starter
at the hotel told me you had given or
ders to drive hereto the river-all
sorts of horrid things came into my
mind. I could have bitten my tongue
out for the things bnd said to you.
why did you come to this jumping of
The Young mans face twisted into
q smile uf ~ ,;ra bsrn a"ce tbot,s % oiI ,, me ho
said no;ntino to tho iost ~, the ,;ttie
houses &, tbs rou, W.. %n,, ,rouid hano
tborob+ uo,, wore miles and n,;Ios owov
sron, tbo thsotraa nnS thn shave - ,.a,
ro s ,at ae .nS st;iI an au East n sRUg, g % WIS
~ III ii.t,o o raa e, hn, oa Ian aSs nu asenue
snug mu , IN tbs e' fadns % snnl;aht ] " tbc omiv %
,,o,;rn nS ~ .h;nr 90 ha ecu. "u m.ns NJ; NJ f oms
moving h tn,ng 10 pg ";1s seen Nv was olg four-
n,ustee ~ seuYoneL Y HNe l. ~ anu ms sap'
Gne VI tne lasI vi ;Is hinu moving ma
Jest:,ey up ,r .nH rive. IN tronC ol .nein
-sneht ana swi,t Us 'he "iha causht fs
oroad "hlte salis.
Perhaps 1t was the unexpected beauty
of the scene that made the girls eyes
fill with tears and turn her head away.
Or perhaps it was because she realized
the tragedy Of Pat and his old hanson,
of the four masted schooner on what
might be its last voyage, of the passing
of love-who knows? But whatever It
was, it was enough for Philip. He
leaped out of the cab and lifted her IN
as IL she had been a feather. His erst-
while gloomy face was alight. his voice
vital and ringing as he called 70 Pat.
"Hey. there. old sober sides drive
on. II doesn't matter where-iust drive
on and he iumped back into the cab
beside the girl.
Eyes sor." said Pat. who made for
Central PARK. where he saw the green
distances beginning to turn to n dainty
lavender and the little lights sparkliny
through the dusk.
"And some folks saw the country
beats New York" he unused. forlornly
-"St. Patrick! How we'll hate it. the
nag 1Ehrnd and me. me- ,o.o, =. o,.,od o.. H.