Show the soliloquy of a foo I 1 BY DAVID ABBOTT PIATT it was at an unsavory quarter where ibe the night hung heavy and dark over a narrow section of emoke grimed III street and the handsome well dressed young man pacing moodily to jd nd fro in the shadows of tho the wl ro house at the en end d of the square looked ind ad felt just about a ai 1 much out ot of lace as he really was as ills was the old old story ot of a mans surrender to the fatal fascinations 0 i a pretty face and he was wondering alth increased irritation why he had ater permitted himself to become so ml inferable infer embly ably entangled with that girl ho ile was wondering too why he had not long sancto revolted molted from the stifling atmosphere aid ard prevalent of this wretched etched vr locality he who bad had alwawi reveled in the little refinements and luy luxuries urles of an idle and wealthy so mb 4 the lie was disgusted with him the world with everything wa everybody save clara she was blameless he lie pitied pitted her heirs had been a sweet little love story but it mus must end now he ile could not go below his social plane for a wife without remaining there with her he could never elevate her to his own station try as he might such a misalliance mes alliance could not result otherwise other sise than in lifelong misery for them both for when the fictitious strata of romance shiuli slough away aad and srim pam reality begin to peer through the threadbare happiness that remained discontent aye disloyalty would come with mutual recriminations speeding in its wake yes ho he had hid reasoned it out logically conclusively clu and in such a manner as to excuse himself from blame at every turn he lie wondered how bow she would tako take it IL no doubt she would be heartbroken but time would heal the wound with the balm of forgetfulness she was too proud he knew know to do anything stupid so he had no teal feni of i sure to embarrassing publicity sull still his imagination kept opening IP up new and decidedly unpleasant telda fields of conjecture more than one orl had under similar conditions what it clara were brought bona some day the sweet voice tilled stilled and the merry brown eyes alej corevo tor evir r what if ahe were ere eriven driven out into the world orld to buffet for it pace with the flood tlde tide of human T L 6 it 11 was an unsavory quarter bodet mckerness Mck deT edness then to to go down clown uw md iad to a living death the blame for lt it au all laid at his the 8 t bought it itice Itic mma a him shudder budder was maddening then ce aa as he began more I 1 lully ully to antl the extent to which this aee Pra future depended P upon him there den 6 into 0 life fo ln in hla his breast a sud magnani molla resolve to 14 keep ansy tier plighted troth 1 let the congo C be bat they would it would be a bitter sacrifice he knew know but he owed it to her an ani I 1 to the best ot of bis his manhood the resolution brought a strange peace a feeling 0 of exultation to him he was going to escape from this thralldom of 0 selfish selfishness mess and bo be a man ho he was going to do defy doty ty the fury of paternal anger the popgun cariti cism of friends the chilling ostracism sm of society and act an honorable part toward the girl whose heart nas so completely his after all his little romance was as to have the trite matrimonial ending is 7 he saw his arm go around her that jims it was best too he thought asi he stood there meditatively cheang at the tip of an unlimited unlighted cigar in gaz ing abstractedly into the hilt hal light flight of the street beyond the rhythmical beat of well timed footsteps at thu lower end of the warehouse platform the soft farou trou farou trou of feminine attire and the rich tones of a dt dep d ep maRcul masculine lne colre broke in upon his abstraction As 19 tho pair approached pro proa ached clied 1 t 3 heard the woman say how surprised everybody will bo be when they learn of our mar martinse rinse one especially laughed tho man you mean jack poor joor tool fool I 1 have treated him shamefully she laughed still I 1 think I 1 havo have pall him in his own coin and paid him in advance for ho he was too aristocratic to marry one so tar far beneath him you know jim im not exactly in his class youre a thousand times better he replied LIY the girl laughed at his vehemence at any rate I 1 must write and thank tho the foolish fellow follow for the many presents and the dulcet tonea tones trailed off into indistinctness he ile saw his arm go round her that jims he ile saw their radiant faces and heard the happy heartless laughter as they passed under the light at the end of the platform less than a rod from where bo he stood cold and dumb amid the hiding places of the shadows a pont vp up tornado of fury raging ID iv bis his heaving breast the story uch as it had been wai wan ended |