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Show ! SQUARING THE CIRCLE By O. HENRY that h. Sam Kolwell, had come to kill htm. And as he elepped upon the sidewalk side-walk the red ram Into his tyc and the feud hat into his heart. The ciani'T of t h cent ml avenues drew h!m thitherward He h;id half ex.-p'tert ex.-p'tert to . Cat omlng down the Htret in hit hirt xleevrs, with a Jug and r whip In hli iianrt. jumt a he would ha . neen him in Krankfort or ta-jrel City. But an hour went by and fa I did not appear. ap-pear. Vi-haps he was waktliiK in ant-tnii-h. to Hhtt him from a door or a - window, Xai.H kept n mrp eye tm doors and window for u while. About noon tho Hty tired of ptnylng with Its mouse and suddenly fiucvzvi him with its tilraight lines. Sam I'olwell mood here two great, recUiitKti1.tr arteries of the city crosm. lie looked four ways, and saw the world hurled from .ta orbit and reduced by spirit level and tpe to i;n rdetd and corn'1 red plane. All life moved on tracks, in Rroove; according to system, within boundaries, by tote. Th root of Ifo was the ule rooi; the measur of existence w.u t""re measure. 1'eope streamed by iit Htr.iiichf row: the horrible din and crah stupefied him. Sam I u ned a k a mat the sharp corner of a atone building. Thost; facts paed him by thousand, and none of them ueie turu.d toward him. A sudden foolish fool-ish fear that he had at-d and vva a spirit and that th"v could not see him, seized him. And then the city smote him with loneliness. A fat man dropped out of the stream and Mood a few feet distant, waiting I or his car. Sain crept to his side and shouted shove the tumult Into his ear: "The Kan kins' Iiorh. weighed more'n ourn a whnie pause), but the mst In thar neighborhood was a fine chance better than what it was down " The fat man moved iwuy unostentatiously, unostenta-tiously, and bought roasted chestnuts to cover his alarm. Sam felt th need of a drop of mountain moun-tain dew. AcronS the stfe men paused In and out through swinging doors. Brief Kltmpses could le hud of a gliatenimr bar and jte bedecking. Th feudist I croe.wi and esnayed to enter. Again ha art eliminated the familiar circle. Ham s hund found no doorknob It slid. In vain, o.er a rectangular brass plate and pol-1 pol-1 fshed oik with nothing even so large a a pin's head upon which his fingers might dose. Abanhed. reddened, heartbroken, he walked away from the bootless door and at up"" a step, a locust club tickled him in the r;bn. "Take a walk for yourself," said the policeman. "You've been loafing around "here long enough. At tho next corner a shrill whistle wound ;d In Sam's ear. He wheeled around and saw a black browed villain scowling at htm over peanuts heaped on a stenmlng machine. He started acrotta the street. An Immense engine, running run-ning without mules, with the voice of a bull and the smell of a smoky lamp, whlzxed past, graaing his knee. A cab driver bumped him with a hub and explained ex-plained to him that kind words were Invented to be used on other occasions. A inotormiin clanged his bell wildly and, for one in his life corroborated a cab driver. A large ladv In a changeable silk wslRt dug an elbow Into his bark, and a newsy pensively pelted him with banana rind. murmuring, "1 hates to-do it but if anylwMty seen me let It pasa!" lal Haxkness, his day s work over and his expre wsgon stabled, turned the sharp edffe of the building that, by the cheek of architects. Is modeled upon a safety razor, out of the mass of hur-rving hur-rving people his eys picked up, three yards away, the surviving bloody and implacable im-placable foe of his kith and kin. He stopped short and wavered for a moment, being unarmed and sharply surprised. Hut the keen mountaineer's eye of Sam Folwell had picked hlra out. There was a sudden spring, a ripple in the stream of passertfhy and the sound of Hum's voire crying: ; ilow(yL Call I'm durned glad to see ye." " " And In the ancle of Broadway, fifth avenue and Twenty -third street the (Vmberlanri feudist:: shook hands. Copyright. by loublday. Page A io.; published by special arrangement with the Wheeler Syndicate, Inc. At the hazard of wearying you this tale of venement emotions must be pre-ficed pre-ficed by a discourse on geometry. Nature moves In circles; art In idralpht lines. The natural 1 rounded; the artificial arti-ficial Is made up of angles. A man lot tn the snow wanders, in plle of himself. him-self. In perfect circles; the city mans feet, denaturalised by rectangular .at reefs md floorr. carry him ever aa from himself. The round eyes of childhood typify Innocence; In-nocence; the narrowed lifte of the fllri's optlo proves thn Invaalon of art. The hortaoninl mouth Is the mark of determined deter-mined cunning; who has not read nature's na-ture's most spontaneous lyric in hps rounded for th candid ki!s? Heauty Is nature in perfection; circularity circu-larity is Us chief attribute. He hold the full moon, the enchanting gold bMl. the domes of splendid templet, the buckle-berry buckle-berry pie the wadding ring, the circus ring the' ring for tho waiter and the "round"' of drinks. On the other hand, straight lines show that nature has been deflected. Imagine Venus' girdle transformed Into a "atraight front"! When we begin to move Ir. straight lines and turn sharp corners our natures begin to change. The consequence is that nature, being more adaptle than art, tries to conform to its sterner regulations. regu-lations. The result is often a rather curious product for Instance; A prise chrysanthemum, wood alcohol whmky. a Republican Missouri. cauliflower au grail n. and New Yorker. Nature is lost quickest In a big city. The cause is geometrical, not moral. The straight lin-s of Its streets and archl-, lecture, the rectangularlty of its laws; and social customs, the undevlatlng pavements, the hard, severe, depressing.; uncompromising ruWs of all Its ways i even of its recreation nnd sports uoidly j exhibit sneering dvflance of the curved i line of nature. Wherefore. It may tie s;ild that the big city has demonstrated the problem of squaring the circle. And It inny b added that this jnaihematical introduction, nraMataa a r rrauhl of the fate of a Kentucky feud that was Imported to the city that has a habit of making Its Importation Im-portation conform to its angles. The feud began In the Oimberland mountains between the Folwell end the Harkness families. The first victim of the hemeapun vendetta waa a "poasuro dog belonging to Hill Harknc. The Harkness family evened up this dire loss by laying out the chief of the Folwell Fol-well clan. The Folweiis were prompt at repartee. They oiled up their squirrel rifles and made It feasible for HIM ilsrk-nes ilsrk-nes to follow his dog to a land where the 'poasums com down when treed withoit the stroke of an ax. The feud flourished for forty years. Harknesar were shot at the plow, through thels lamplft rabln windows, coming from camp meeting, asleep. In duello, sober and otherwise, singly and In family groups, prepared and unprepared. unpre-pared. FolwelU had the branches of their family tree lopped off in similar ways, as the traditions of their country prescribed and authorised. By and by the pruning left but a single sin-gle member of ea-h family. And then t'al Harkneas, probably reasoning that further pursuance of the controversy would give a too" decided personal flavor to the feud, suddenly disappeared from the relieved Cumberland, hulking the svtngtng hand of bam, the ultimate opposing op-posing Folwell. A year afterward Bam Folwell learned that his hereditary, unsuppressed enemy ene-my was living In New York i'lty. Ham turned over the big Iron wah pot In the yard, scraped off some of the soot, which he mixed with laid and shined his hoots with the compound He put on his store clothes of butternut dyed black, a white shirt and collar, and packed a carpet sack with Spartan lingerie. He took his eojilrrel rifle from It hooks, but out It beck again with a .gh. However Ieth'ral and pUusible the habit might be in the Cumberland, perhaps New York would not swallow his poae of hunting f squirrels among the skyscrapers along Kroadway. An ancient but reliable foil's revolver that he resurrected from 'a bureau drawer seemed to proclaim Itself It-self the pink of weapons for metropolitan metropoli-tan adventure and vengeance. This and a hunting knife in a leather sheaih Sam packed lns the carpet sack. As he started, muleback. ,h lowland rail-; ' road atation the lat Folwell turned In , hts saddle and looked grimly at the little cluster of white pine slabs In the chimp of cedars that marked the Folwell bury-ing bury-ing ground. Ham Kolwell arrived In New York In the night. Still moving snd living In the free circles of nature, be did not perceive per-ceive th formidable, pitiless, restless, fierce angles of the great city waKing In the dark to close about the rotundity of his heart and brain and mold him to the form of Its millions of reshaped victims, vic-tims, A cabby picked him out of the whirl, aa Sam himself had' often picked a nut from a bed of wliid.roaed autumn leaves, and whleked him away to a hotel eommenaurat to. his toots and carpet- ' "on the .next morning the last of th Folwebs nu.de his sortie Into the -c'tv th-t sheltered the last Harkneas. The Colt waa thrust hensath hla c.aat and necured by a narrow leather btdt; the hunting knife hung bet a een his houl-der houl-der blades, wfth the haft an Inch below bis coat collar. He knew this much thst Cal Harkness drove an expreas wagon somewhere In that town, and |