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美丽心点 更新:2023-05-17 13:23 字数:9321
combined; but mixed; and of the mixture an essence made; and of the es…
sence an extract … an audible extract; of which one drop shall form the
thing we seek。〃
〃Do you remember;〃 asked the poet; with a chuckle; 〃that California
girl we met at Stiver's studio last week? Well; I'm on my way to see her。
She repeated that poem of mine; ' The Tribute of Spring;' word for word。
She's the smartest proposi… tion in this town just at present。 Say; how does
this confounded tie look? I spoiled four before I got one to set right。〃
〃And the Voice that I asked you about?〃 I in… quired。
〃Oh; she doesn't sing;〃 said Cleon。 〃But you ought to bear her recite
my 'Angel of the Inshore Wind。'〃
I passed on。 I cornered a newsboy and be flashed at me prophetic pink
papers that outstripped the news by two revolutions of the clock's longest
hand。
〃Son;〃 I said; while I pretended to chase coins in my penny pocket;
〃doesn't it sometimes seem to you as if the city ought to be able to talk?
All these ups and downs and funny business and queer things hap… pening
every daywhat would it say; do you think; if it could speak?
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〃Quit yer kiddin';〃 said the boy。 〃Wot paper yer want? I got no time to
waste。 It's Mag's birthday; and I want thirty cents to git her a present。〃
Here was no interpreter of the city's mouthpiece。 I bought a paper; and
consigned its undeclared treaties; its premeditated murders and unfought
bat… tles to an ash can。
Again I repaired to the park and sat in the moon shade。 I thought and
thought; and wondered why none could tell me what I asked for。
And then; as swift as light from a fixed star; the answer came to me。 I
arose and hurried … hurried as so many reasoners must; back around my
circle。 I knew the answer and I bugged it in my breast as I flew; fearing
lest some one would stop me and demand my secret。
Aurelia was still on the stoop。 The moon was higher and the ivy
shadows were deeper。 I sat at her side and we watched a little cloud tilt at
the drifting moon and go asunder; quite pale and discomfited。
And then; wonder of wonders and delight of de… lights! our hands
somehow touched; and our fingers closed together and did not part。
After half an hour Aurelia said; with that smile of hers:
〃Do you know; you haven't spoken a word since you came back! 〃
〃That;〃 said I; nodding wisely; 〃is the Voice of the City。〃
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THE COMPLETE LIFE OF JOHN
HOPKINS
There is a saying that no man has tasted the full flavor of life until he
has known poverty; love and war。 The justness of this reflection
commends it to the lover of condensed philosophy。 The three condi… tions
embrace about all there is in life worth knowing。 A surface thinker might
deem that wealth should be added to the list。 Not so。 When a poor man
finds a long…bidden quarter…dollar that has slipped through a rip into his
vest lining; be sounds the pleasure of life with a deeper plummet than any
millionaire can hope to cast。
It seems that the wise executive power that rules life has thought best
to drill man in these three con… ditions; and none may escape all three。 In
rural places the terms do not mean so much。 Poverty is less pinching; love
is temperate; war shrinks to con… tests about boundary lines and the
neighbors' hens。 It is in the cities that our epigram gains in truth and vigor;
and it has remained for one John Hopkins to crowd the experience into a
rather small space of time。
The Hopkins flat was like a thousand others。 There was a rubber plant
in one window; a flea… bitten terrier sat in the other; wondering when he
was to have his day。
John Hopkins was like a thousand others。 He worked at 20 per week
in a nine…story; red…brick building at either Insurance; Buckle's Hoisting
En… gines; Chiropody; Loans; Pulleys; Boas Renovated; Waltz Guaranteed
in Five Lessons; or Artificial Limbs。 It is not for us to wring Mr。 Hopkins's
avo… cation from these outward signs that be。
Mrs。 Hopkins was like a thousand others。 The auriferous tooth; the
sedentary disposition; the Sun… day afternoon wanderlust; the draught
upon the delicatessen store for home…made comforts; the furor for
department store marked…down sales; the feeling of superiority to the lady
in the third…floor front who wore genuine ostrich tips and had two names
over her bell; the mucilaginous hours during which she remained glued to
the window sill; the vigi… lant avoidance of the instalment man; the tireless
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patronage of the acoustics of the dumb…waiter shaft … all the attributes of
the Gotham flat…dweller were hers。
One moment yet of sententiousness and the story moves。
In the Big City large and sudden things happen。 You round a corner
and thrust the rib of your um… brella into the eye of your old friend from
Kootenai Falls。 You stroll out to pluck a Sweet William in the park … and lo!
bandits attack you … you are am… bulanced to the hospital … you marry your
nurse; are divorced … get squeezed while short on U。 P。 S。 and D。 0。 W。 N。
S。 … stand in the bread line … marry an heiress; take out your laundry and
pay your club dues … seemingly all in the wink of an eye。 You travel the
streets; and a finger beckons to you; a handkerchief is dropped for you; a
brick is dropped upon you; the elevator cable or your bank breaks; a table
d'hote or your wife disagrees with you; and Fate tosses you about like cork
crumbs in wine opened by an un…feed waiter。 The City is a sprightly
young… ster; and you are red paint upon its toy; and you get licked off。
John Hopkins sat; after a compressed dinner; in his glove…fitting
straight…front flat。 He sat upon a hornblende couch and gazed; with
satiated eyes; at Art Brought Home to the People in the shape of 〃The
Storm 〃 tacked against the wall。 Mrs。 Hop… kins discoursed droningly of
the dinner smells from the flat across the ball。 The flea…bitten terrier gave
Hopkins a look of disgust; and showed a man…hating tooth。
Here was neither poverty; love; nor war; but upon such barren stems
may be grafted those essentials of a complete life。
John Hopkins sought to inject a few raisins of conversation into the
tasteless dough of existence。
〃Putting a new elevator in at the office;〃 he said; discarding the
nominative noun; 〃and the boss has turned out his whiskers。〃
〃You don't mean it! commented Mrs。 Hopkins。
〃Mr。 Whipples;〃 continued John; 〃wore his new spring suit down to…
day。 I liked it fine It's a gray with … 〃 He stopped; suddenly stricken by a
need that made itself known to him。 〃I believe I'll walk down to the corner
and get a five…cent cigar;〃he concluded。
John Hopkins took his bat aid picked his way down the musty halls
and stairs of the flat…house
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The evening air was mild; and the streets shrill with the careless cries
of children playing games con… trolled by mysterious rhythms and phrases。
Their elders held the doorways and steps with leisurely pipe and gossip。
Paradoxically; the fire…escapes sup… ported lovers in couples who made no
attempt to fly the mounting conflagration they were there to fan。 The
corner cigar store aimed at by John Hopkins was kept by a man named
Freshmayer; who looked upon the earth as a sterile promontory。
Hopkins; unknown in the store; entered and called genially for his
〃bunch of spinach; car…fare grade。〃 This imputation deepened the
pessimism of Fresh… mayer; but be set out a brand that came perilously
near to filling the order。 Hopkins bit off the roots of his purchase; and
lighted up at the swinging gas jet。 Feeling in his pockets to make payment;
he found not a penny there。
〃Say; my friend;〃 he explained; frankly; 〃I've come out without any
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