Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1928-02-02

the lake and SO SURROUNDED o!
factories and SmokoStackS tha'
one wonders how on earth they ever
came to get there In the days OF It's
prime Cory's wharf had Tine SANDY
beach: beautiful white lumber scnoon-
ers used TO lie in its basin, ana uiese
was a row of real trees. WITH leaves
under which the captains used TO ne
and swap Yarns about storms on the
great lake. Today there are SIN
few SchoouerS--you are SURPRISED py
their mssts among the smoking cillin-
revs-but their canvas is dirty, uletI
cantains unkempt and CoTyS wharf is
merely an ugly weller Of refuse, pies
of gravel and sand and the rusty steam
shoyels and motor trucks OF HICKEY
Cain, the contractor
Hickey Cam was also politician ana
whenever a street was 10 be toEn up "a
q new sewer put i'll or II was suoue:..S
decided in the city hall TO cement some
con,.rr,nity's alleys Hickey Cam heaTo
Of il first. ooo
lie was big man. He weighed SUI
mounds. Self-MaGe-that Is. ne ihoNgni
he was. But il was the growth OF Chi
csco which made hiIn-that wave upon
wave Of new fiat buildings. streets ana
sewers. which had carried Hickey Cam
:rresistibly high Up on the golden S2fios
Of prosperity. lie had entered the con-
tracing business with a morse ana
wagon delivering ashes on the WeSI
Side. and now he was possessed O; 70
,,,o.o- tracks two shovels. Corys wharf
and the friendship Of Chauacy y MAJ
iey.
Mr.. OMa!iey wore silarp-toed, pat
ent-lea;ner shoes. with suede tops. You
could cut your finger on the crease OF
his s;ylisf. trousers. And, as Iorsien
Ahere oeclared-TorSteu was Hickey
Gains new vardInan-NTr. O'Mauey had
q smile Ike a grease cup. There was
another little peculiarly OF Mr.. OAia!-
iev's- that was not always SO mucn ID
evidence. and that Vas he was nervous,
He was so nervous II TACT. ulat i ne
were driving along n his motor car ana
the engine oacS-1Ied, Mr.. = Aal!e9
would almost JUMP through the top. he
hated noises Ike that. They sounded
too much like some one trying TO pump
Of Clauncey OMaley.
But on This fine Sunday morning ms
rrease-cup emile was working quite
smoothly. Ee vas sitting Il, the Kitchen
Of Hickey Cams house al Cory'S wharf.
where. despite his affiuence, Hickey
Cat, still chose TO live. And between
the two g-inning men lay the specifica-
tioEs and contract, signed. sealed ana
delivered. for 100 miles Of the years
road-buil6ing program They hao put
II across and we're now engaged IN that
most fascinating Of mathematical PROB
ierns called DIVISION or the clEVy
sBut. Of course" ctluckled OMalley.
giving another twist 4 TO his smile,
you've really got to build 'em road"
"Of course!'' said Hickey Cain.
Outside In the yard forster Aberg
was inspecting the motor trucks. They
were a ramshackle feet. housed In
very filthy shed. He was going about
with a rorkey-wrench Tightening loose
bolts. He sang as he worked
Min alskades narlm har jag skrivit7
Sa otta dTivans IRAN
The words were in Swedish. because
forster had not been many years IN
America, But their theme was age-olo:
MY beioyed's name I have written
So Oft in the driven SHOWS bosom
Although there was sinister scar
slantinG Scrass his white forehead, Tor
stekx b.ue e*es were steady and UNI
troubled and his smile was spontaneous.
He was lust feet inch in his greasy
ovealls. And when he found that the
nose Of Hickey Gains new motor car
irapeded his progress he leaned down
and shifted It.
ished he threw his tools on. the bench
and went outAds ia ,sUooEn IN the
" zssA3Hiss..tAT:l4tssg 1sss IN
wing between tho bronze pines. They
youid be swimming on fine day like
thil The boys mould diye In OF one
otner- TaeE BODIES giisterfhg and pink
Ia the clear Swedish Sunshine. He tried
now TO picture the little nymph that
be always looked for among them And
a. that moment the top window OF
Hickey Gains residence was hung up
and Jenny leaned out.
She was lovely, enchanting. in little
pale-yeIiow garments she had made for
herseif. one slender arm flung up
hastily 10 pat her amazing little bang
Of brownish-red hair. Her dark eyes
VERY startled Adorable Even from
where forster sat ne could See the red
ness Of ner mouth. She smiled al him
forster frowred and got UP. He had
Been Jenny Cain often enough in her
fathers ONCE IN the house, She was
the one 70 whom he went 10 get signed
pr6er slips. She sat there. by the
weighing scales. with typewriter IN
front Of her. But she never seemed 10
30 any work. She just sat there. talk
Ing and laughing with the dozens Of
Sslesnen who tEooped in-anc once she
bad laughed az HIN.
Yes. She lad laughed az him once
when he SAID ne wanted some ''yacks
Cor q yob."
He got UP an6 went inside the motor