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BRICKDUST ROW By 0. HSNBY. (Copyright, 1906, by S. S. MeOlore Co.) Blinker was displeased. a man of lass culture and poise and wealth would hire sworn, but Blinker always remembered that be was a gentleman, a thing that bo gentleman should do. Be be merely looked bored and sardonic while Ue rode in a hansom to the center of- disturbance, which was tbe Broadwhy office of Lawyer Old port, who was agent far tbe Blinker estate. "I don't see," said Blinker, "why I should be always signing ! confdunded papers. I am packed and waa to bare ' left for the North woods this mOrninrNow I most wait until tomorrow morning. I bate night trains. My beat razors are* of .course at the bottom of Mote unidentifiable trunk. It is a plot to drive me to buy rum and a monologuing, thumb banded barber. (Jive me a pen that doesn't scratch. I hate pens that scratch. "Sit down," said double chinned, gray Lawyer Oldport. "The worst has not been told you. Oh; tbe hardships of the rich ! The papers are not yet ready to sign. Tbey will be laid before you tomorrow at 11 o'clock. You will miss another day. Twice shall the barber tweak the helpless nose of a Blinker. Be thankffil that your sorrows do not embrace a hair cut." "If." said Blinker, rising, "the act did not involve more signing of papers I would take my business out of your bands at once. Give me ' a cigar, "If." said Lawyer Oldport. "I had cared to see an old friend's son gulped down at one mouthful by sharks I would have ordered you to take it away long ago. Now let's quit fooling, Alexander. Besides the grinding task of signing your name some thirty limes tomorrow, I must impose upon vcu the consideration of a matter of business— of business and I may say humanity or right I spoke to you about this five years ago, but you would not listen. You were in a hurry for a coaching trip, I think. The subject has come up again. Tbe property" - "Oh, property!" Interrupted Blinker. "Dear Mr. Oldport 1 think you mentioned tomorrow. Let's have It all at •oe dose tomorrow— signatures and property and snappy rubber bands and that smelly sealing w*x and alt Have luncheon with me? Well, Hi try to remember to drop In at 11 tomorrow. Morning." The Blinker wealth was In tonda, tenements and hereditaments, as the legal phrase goes. Lawyer Oldport had once taken Alexander in his little pulmonary gasoline runabout to see the many buildings and rows of buildings that he owned In tbe city, for Alexander was sole heir. They had amused Blinker very much. The houses lookMi so Incapable of producing the big snips of money that Lawyer Oldport kept piling up In banks for him to spend. In the evening Blinker went to one of his clubs, intending to dine. Nobody was there except some old fogies playing whist who spoke to him with grave politeness and glared at him with savage contempt Everybody was oct of town. Bn-. here he was kept In like a schoolboy to write his name over and over on plev.ee of paper. His wounds were deep. Blinker turned bis back on the fogies and said to the club steward wbo had come forward with some nonsense about cold fresh salmon roe: "Bymons. I'm going to Coney Island." He said It as one might say:

"All's off. I'm going to jump Into the river." ■ - The Joke pleased Symons. He laugh ed within a sixteenth of a note of the audibility permitted, by the laws governing employees. , • "Certainly, sir," he tittered. "Of : course, sir. I think 1 can see you at 1 Coney. Mr. Blinker." Blinker got a paper and looked up i tbe movements of Sunday steamboats. Then he found a cab at tbe first corner : and drove to a North river pier. He . stood In line, as democratic as you or I, and bought s ticket and was trampled upon and shored forward until at 1 last be found himself on tbe upper deck of the boat staring brazenly at a girl wbo sat alone upon a camp stool. I But Blinker did not Intend to be brai sen. The girl was so wonderfully good looking that be forgot for one minute , that he was the prince Incog, and behaved Just as he did In society. She was looking at him. too. and not severely A puff of wind threatened Blinker's straw bat He caught It warily and settled It again. The movement gave the effect of a bow. Tbe girl nodded and smiled, and In another instant he was seated at her side She was dressed all In white i She was paler than Blinker imagined milkmaids and girls of bumble stations to be. but she was as tidy as a cherry blossom, and her steady, supremely frank gray eyes looked out from the intrepid depths of an unshadowed and untroubled soul. "How dare you raise your hat tc me?" sbe asked, with a smile-redeem - ed severity. "I didn't." Blinker said. But be I quickly covered the mistake by ex tending it to "I didn't know how tc keep from It after I saw you." "I do not allow gentlemen to sit b* me to whom I have not been Intro duced." she said, with a sudden haug! tin ess that deceived blm. He rose r. luclantly. but her clear, teasing laug'i i brought him down to bis chair again "I guess you weren't going far," six | declared, with beauty's magnificetr •elf confidence. \ "Are you going to Coney Island? i aeked Blinker. "Me!" She turned upon him wide open eyes full of bantering surprise "Why. what a question! Can't you see that I'm riding a bicycle In the park?" Her drollery took the form ot i Impertinence. "And I am laying brick on a tail factory chimney." said Blinker. "Muj not we see Coney together? I'm all alone, and I've neTer been there before." "It depends," said the girl, "on too® nicely you behave. Ill consider yout application until we get there." Blinker took pains to provide against the rejection of his application. He strove to please. To adopt the metaphor of his nonsensical phrase, he laid brick upon brick on the tall chimney of his devoirs until at length the structure was stable and complete. The manners of the best society come around finally to simplicity, and as the girl's way was that naturally they were on a mutual plane of communl cation from the beginning. He learned that she was twenty and her name was Florence, that she trimmed hats in a millinery shop, that she lived In a furnished room with het best chum, Ella, who waa cashier in a shoe store, and that a glass of milk from the bottle on the window am and an egg that bolls itself while you twist up your hair make a breakfast good enough for any one. Florence laughed when she heard "Blinker." "Well." she said. "It certainly shows that you have Imagination. It gives the Smiths a chance for a little rest anyhow." They landed at Coney and1 were dash

v vaudeville. With a curious eye, a critical mind and a fairly withheld Judgment Blinker considered the temples, pagodas and kloeks of popularised delights. Hoi polio! trampled, hustled and crowded him. Basket parties bumped him Sticky children tumbled, bowling, under his feet, candying his clothes. Issolent yonths. Strolling among tb* I booths with hard won canes under one | arm and easily won girls on tbe other, blew defiant smoke from cheap cigar* Into his face. The pobllcity gentlemen with megaphones, each before bin owr stupendous attraction, roared like Niagara Id his ears. Music of all kinds that could be tortured from brass, reed, hide or strips fought In the air to gain space ttr Its vibrations against its competitors But what held Blinker In awfnl fascination was the mob, the multitude, the proletariat, shrieking struggling, hurrying, panting, burling Itself in incontinent frenzy, with unabashed abandon, into the ridiculous sham palaces of trumpery and tinsel pleasures. Tbe vulgarity of it. Its brutal overriding of all tbe tenets of repression and taste that were held by his caste, repelled him strongly. In the midst of his disgust he turned and looked down at Florence by his side. She was ready with her qnlck smile and upturned happy eyes, as bright and clear as the water In trout pools. The eyes were saying that they had tbe rigbt'to be shining and bappy, for was their owner not with her (for the present/ man. her gentleman friend and holder of the keys to -the enchanted city of fun? Blinker did not rea<^ her look accurately. but by some miracle he suddenly saW Coney aright nus seeking gross joys. He ndw looked clearly upon a hundred thousand true Idealists. Their offences were wiped ont Counterfeit though be garisb joys of these spangled temples were, he perceived that deep under the gilt surface they offered saving and appo- : site balm and satisfaction to the restless human heart Here at least was > the busk of romance, tbe empty but shining casque of chivalry, the breath catching though safe guarded dip and • flight of adventure, the magic carpet . that transports you to the realms of fairyland, though its Journey be ■ through but a few poor yards of space. [ He no longer saw a cabbie, but bis brothers seeking the Ideal. There was i no magic of poesy here or of art, but . the glamour of their imagination turn- ■ ed yellow calico into cloth of gold and ; the megaphones Into the silver trumr pets of Joy's heralds. Almost humbled. Blinker rolled up [ tbe shirt sleeves of bis mind and Joined r tbe idealists. i "You are tbe lady doctor." he said to Florence. "How shall we go about - doing this jolly conglomeration of fairy I tales incorporated?" s "We will begin there." said the ptia-. - cess, pointing to a fun pdfeoda on tbe edge of the sea. "and we ^ill take I them all In. one by one." I They caught the 8 O'clock returning I boat and sat. filled with pleasant fas figue, against the rail In the bow. 11s- ■ toning to tbe Italians' fiddle and harp.

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North woods seemed to him an uninhabitable wilderness. What a fuss be had made over signing his name! Pooh, be conld sign it a hundred times! And her name was as pretty as she was. "Florence"— he said It to himself a great many times. As the boat was n earing its pier In ■ the North river a two f unneled. drab. foreign looking seagoing steamer was I dropping down toward the bay. Tbe boat turned Its nose in toward Its slip. Tbe steamer veered as If t,o seek midi stream and. then yawed, seemed to in- . crease its speed and struck tbe Coney i boat on tbe side near tbe stern, cutting into It with a terrifying shock and crash. While the "boo passengers on tbe . boat were mostly tumbling about the decks Id a shrieking panic tbe captain was shouting at the steamer that it should not back off and leave the rent exposed for the water to enter. But tbe steamer tore Its way out I like a savage sawfish and cleaved its : heartless way. full speed ahead. I The boat began to sink at its stern, i but moved slowly toward the slip. Tbe passengers were a frantic mob, i unpleasant to behold i Blinker held Florence tightly until the boat had righted Itself. She made no sound or sign of fear. He stood on a camp stool, ripped off the slats'

» to buckle one around FloWe Tbe I grannUtta cot* came pouring out in r a stream. Florence, caught a handful 1 of It and toughed gieerully. 1 "It looks Hike breakfast food," ahe 1 said. "Take It off It's «*• yewd" Sbe unbnckled It ana threw it on the ' deck. Sbe made Blinker sit down and - sat by bis side and put her hand in ' his. "Wha«Tl yoa bet we don't reach ' the pier all right T" sbe said and began to hum a song. B And now tbe captain moved among I 1 the passengers and compelled order. The boat would undoubtedly make ber , slip, be said, and ordered the women and children to the bow, where they i conld land first The boat very low . in the water at the stern, tried gai- ] lantly to make his promise good. = "Florence," said Blinker as she held ^ him close by an arm and hand, "1 love 5 you." "That's wha( they all say," she reft plied lightly. 1 "I am not one or 'they all,' " he per- | - sis ted. "I never knew any one I conld - love before. I could pass my life with r you and be bappy every day. I am rich. 1 can make things all right for 1 you." ft "That's what they all say," said the c girl again, weaving tbe words into her . s little reckle88 song. ' t "Don't say that again," said Blinker r in a tone that made her look at him In , frank surprise. . r "Why shouldn't 1 say it?" she asked ' i calmly. "They all do." 1 "Who are 'they?' " he asked. Jealous for the first time in his existence. i "Why, the fellows I know." "Do you know so many?" "Oh, well, I'm not a wallflower," she answered, with modest complacency. 1 "Where do you see these— these man? i e At your home?" 1 "Of course not I met them just as I j did you— sometimes on the boat, aome- . times in the park, sometimes on the t street I'm a pretty good judgp of a - man. I can. tell In a minute if a fallow - to one who is likely to get fresh." 9 "What do yon mean by 'fresh?' " t "Why, try to kiss you— me, I mean." i "Do any of them try that?" asked 1 Blinker, clinching his teeth, t "Sure. All men do. You know that" f "Do you allow them?" ] » "Some; not many. Tbey won't take l you ont anywhere unless yon. do." ■ jShe turned her head and looked i searchlngly at Blinker. Her eyes were t as innocent as a child's. There waa a - puzzled look in them, as though sbe 1 did' not understand him. "What's wrong about my meeting fellows?" she asked wonderingly. j "Everything." be answered almost 1 savagely. "Why don't you entertain j your company in the house where you , ilve? Is It necessary to pick up Tom. t Dick and Harry on tbe streets?" r Sbe kept ber absolutely ingenuous eyes upon his. "If you conld see the place where I e live you wouldn't ask that. I live in ( Brickdust row. Tbey call It that Because there's red dust from the bricks g crumbling over everything. Fve lived . there for more than four years. There's h no place to receive company. Yon t can't have anybody come to your room. What else Is there to do? A girl has got to meet tbe men. hasn't sbe?",' •"Yes." be said hoarsely. "A girl has got to met a— has got to meet the men." "Tbe first time oufe spoke to me on tbe street." she continued. "I ran home I and cried all night But you get used to It. I meet a good many nice fellows at church. I go on rainy days J and stand in the vestibule until one ; T comes up with an umbrella.. I wlsb ■ there was a parlor, so I could ask you J to call. Mr. Blinker. Are you really I sure it Isn't Smith, now?" Tbe boat landed safely Blinker bad a confused Impression of walking with j the girl through quiet croastown streets I until she stopped at a corner and held ; out her hand "1 live Just one more block over." ! sbe said. "Thank you for a very pleas ant afternoon." Blinker muttered something and ; plunged northward till be found a cab A big gray church loomed slowly al his right. Blinker shook bis fist at it through the window. "I gave you a thousand dollars last . week," be cried under bis breath, "and she meets them in your very doors There Is something wrong; there if something wrong." At 11 the next day Blinker signed hi? ' name thirty times with a new pen pro , Tided by Lawyer Oldport. "Now let me go to the woods," h< a said surlily. "You are not looking well." said Law - ; yer Oldport "The trip will do you ' good. But listen, if you will, to tha' little matter of business of which 1 , spoke to you yesterday and also fiv« ( years ago. There are some buildings fifteen in number, of wblcb there art ' new five year leases to be signed Yoar father contemplated a change In the lease provisions, but never made It He Intended that the parlors of thes« houses should not be sublet, but thai * tbe tenants should be allowed to us< ' them for reception rooms. These bouse: . are In the shopping district and ar< J mainly tenanted by yojng worklnt girls. As it is, they are forced to seel 9 companionship outside. This row oi 1 red brick"— - Blinker Interrupted him with a loud r discordant laugh. 9 "Brickdust row for an even hun ' dred!" be cried. "And I own It! Have 1 I guessed right?" 5 "The tenants have some sncb nam< for it," said Lawyer Oldport Blinker arose and Jammed his hat down to his eyes. "Do what yon please with it" he T said harshly. "Remodel it burn it ' raze It to the ground. But man, lt'i 9 too late, I tell yon. It's too tote. Iff 1 too tote. If* too tote."

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