raised　his　right　it　would　point　to　a　quarter　of　the
  city　that　forms　a　haven　for　the　oppressed　and　sup…
  pressed　of　foreign　lands。　　In　the　cause　of　national
  or　personal　freedom　they　have　found　a　refuge　here；
  and　the　patriot　who　made　it　for　them　sits　his　steed；
  overlooking　their　district；　while　he　listens　through　his
  left　car　to　vaudeville　that　caricatures　the　posterity
  of　his　proteges。　　Italy；　Poland；　the　former　Spanish
  possessions　and　the　polyglot　tribes　of　Austria…Hun…
  gary　have　spilled　here　a　thick　lather　of　their　effer…
  vescent　sons。　　In　the　eccentric　cafes　and　lodging…
  houses　of　the　vicinity　they　hover　over　their　native
  wines　and　political　secrets。　　The　colony　changes
  with　much　frequency。　　Faces　disappear　from　the
  haunts　to　be　replaced　by　others。　　Whither　do　these
  uneasy　birds　flit？　　For　half　of　the　answer　observe
  carefully　the　suave　foreign　air　and　foreign　courtesy
  of　the　next　waiter　who　serves　your　table　d'hote。
  For　the　other　half；　perhaps　if　the　barber　shops　had
  tongues　（and　who　will　dispute　it？）　they　could　tell
  their　share。
  Titles　are　as　plentiful　as　finger　rings　among　these
  transitory　exiles。　　For　lack　of　proper　exploitation　a
  stock　of　titled　goods　large　enough　to　supply　the　trade
  of　upper　Fifth　Avenue　is　here　condemned　to　a　mere
  pushcart　traffic。　　The　new…world　landlords　who　en…
  tertain　these　offshoots　of　nobility　are　not　dazzled
  by　coronets　and　crests。　　They　have　doughnuts　to
  sell　instead　of　daughters。　　With　them　it　is　a　serious
  matter　of　trading　in　flour　and　sugar　instead　of　pearl
  powder　and　bonbons。
  These　assertions　are　deemed　fitting　as　an　intro…
  duction　to　the　tale；　which　is　of　plebeians　and　contains
  no　one　with　even　the　ghost　of　a　title。
  Katy　Dempsey's　mother　kept　a　furnished…room
  house　in　this　oasis　of　the　aliens。　　The　business　was
  not　profitable。　　If　the　two　scraped　together　enough
  to　meet　the　landlord's　agent　on　rent　day　and　nego…
  tiate　for　the　ingredients　of　a　daily　Irish　stew　they
  called　it　success。　　Often　the　stew　lacked　both　meat
  and　potatoes。　　Sometimes　it　became　as　bad　as　con…
  somme'　with　music。
  In　this　mouldy　old　house　Katy　waxed　plump　and
  pert　and　wholesome　and　as　beautiful　and　freckled　as
  a　tiger　lily。　　She　was　the　good　fairy　who　was　guilty
  of　placing　the　damp　clean　towels　and　cracked　pitchers
  of　freshly　laundered　Croton　in　the　lodgers'　rooms。
  You　are　informed　（by　virtue　of　the　privileges　of
  astronomical　discovery）　that　the　star　lodger's　name
  was　Mr。　Brunelli。　　His　wearing　a　yellow　tie　and　pay…
  ing　his　rent　promptly　distinguished　him　from　the
  other　lodgers。　　His　raiment　was　splendid；　his　com…
  plexion　olive；　his；　mustache　fierce；　his　manners　a
  prince's；　his　rings　and　pins　as　magnificent　as　those
  of　a　traveling　dentist。
  He　had　breakfast　served　in　his　room；　and　he　ate　it
  in　a　red　dressing　gown　with　green　tassels。　He　left
  the　house　at　noon　and　returned　at　midnight。　　Those
  were　mysterious　hours；　but　there　was　nothing　my…
  terious　about　Mrs。　Dempsey's　lodgers　except　the
  things　that　were　not　mysterious。　　One　of　Mr。　Kip…
  ling's　poems　is　addressed　to　〃Ye　who　hold　the　un…
  written　clue　to　all　save　all　unwritten　thing。〃　　The
  same　〃readers〃　are　invited　to　tackle　the　foregoing
  assertion。
  Mr。　Brunelli；　being　impressionable　and　a　Latin；
  fell　to　conjugating　the　verb　〃amare；〃　with　Katy　in
  the　objective　case；　though　not　because　of　antipathy。
  She　talked　it　over　with　her　mother。
  〃Sure；　I　like　him；〃　said　Katy。　　〃He's　more　po…
  liteness　than　twinty　candidates　for　Alderman；　and　lie
  makes　me　feel　like　a　queen　whin　he　walks　at　me　side。
  But　what　is　he；　I　dinno？　　I've　me　suspicions。　　The
  marnin'll　coom　whin　he'll　throt　out　the　picture　av　his
  baronial　halls　and　ax　to　have　the　week's　rint　hung
  up　in　the　ice　chist　along　wid　all　the　rist　of　'em。〃
  〃'Tis　true；〃　admitted　Mrs。　Dempsey；　〃that　he
  seems　to　be　a　sort　iv　a　Dago；　and　too　coolchured　in
  his　spache　for　a　rale　gentleman。　　But　ye　may　be　mis…
  judgin'　him。　　Ye　should　niver　suspect　any　wan　of
  bein'　of　noble　descint　that　pays　cash　and　pathronizes
  the　laundry　rig'lar。〃
  〃He's　the　same　tbricks　of　spakin'　and　blarneyin'
  wid　his　hands；〃　sighed　Katy；　〃as　the　Frinch　noble…
  man　at　Mrs。　Toole's　that　ran　away　wid　Mr。　Toole's
  Sunday　pants　and　left　the　photograph　of　the　Bastile；
  his　grandfather's　chat…taw；　as　security　for　tin　weeks'
  rint。〃
  Mr。　Brunelli　continued　his　calorific　wooing。　　Katy
  continued　to　hesitate。　　One　day　he　asked　her　out　to
  dine　and　she　felt　that　a　denouement　was　in　the　air。
  While　they　are　on　their　way；　with　Katy　in　her　best
  muslin；　you　must　take　as　an　entr'acte　a　brief　peep　at
  New　York's　Bohemia。
  'Tonio's　restaurant　is　in　Bohemia。　　The　very　lo…
  cation　of　it　is　secret。　　If　you　wish　to　know　where　it　is
  ask　the　first　person　you　meet。　　He　will　tell　you　in　a
  whisper。　　'Tonio　discountenances　custom；　he　keeps
  his　house…front　black　and　forbidding；　he　gives　you　a
  pretty　bad　dinner；　he　locks　his　door　at　the　dining
  hour；　but　he　knows　spaghetti　as　the　boarding…house
  knows　cold　veal；　and　　he　has　deposited　many　dol…
  lars　in　a　certain　Banco　di　　something　with　many
  gold　vowels　in　the　name　on　its　windows。
  To　this　restaurant　Mr。　Brunelli　conducted　Katy。
  The　house　was　dark　and　the　shades　were　lowered；　but
  Mr。　Brunelli　touched　an　electric　button　by　the　base…
  ment　door；　and　they　were　admitted。
  Along　a　long；　dark；　narrow　hallway　they　went　and
  then　through　a　shining　and　spotless　kitchen　that
  opened　directly　upon　a　back　yard。
  The　walls　of　houses　hemmed　three　sides　of　the
  yard；　a　high；　board　fence；　surrounded　by　cats；　the
  other。　　A　wash　of　clothes　was　suspended　high　upon
  a　line　stretched　from　diagonal　corners。　　Those　were
  property　clothes；　and　were　never　taken　in　by　'Tonio。
  They　were　there　that　wits　with　defective　pronuncia…
  tion　might　make　puns　in　connection　with　the　ragout。
  A　dozen　and　a　half　little　tables　set　upon　the　bare
  ground　were　crowded　with　Bohemia…hunters；　who
  flocked　there　because　'Tonio　pretended　not　to　want
  them　and　pretended　to　give　them　a　good　dinner。
  There　was　a　sprinkling　of　real　Bohemians　present
  who　came　for　a　change　because　they　were　tired　of
  the　real　Bohemia；　and　a　smart　shower　of　the　men
  who　originate　the　bright　sayings　of　Congressmen　and
  the　little　nephew　of　the　well…known　general　passen…
  ger　agent　of　the　Evansville　and　Terre　Haute　Rail…
  road　Company。
  Here　is　a　bon　mot　that　was　manufactured　at
  'Tonio's：
  〃A　dinner　at　'Tonio's；〃　said　a　Bohemian；　〃always
  amounts　to　twice　the　price　that　is　asked　for　it。〃
  Let　us　assume　that　an　accommodating　voice　in…
  quires：
  〃How　so？〃
  〃The　dinner　costs　you　40　cents；　you　give　10　cents
  to　the　waiter；　and　it　makes　you　feel　like　30　cents。〃
  Most　of　the　diners　were　confirmed　table　d'hoters
  gastronomic　adventuress；　forever　seeking　the　El　Do…
  rado　of　a　good　claret；　and　consistently　coming　to
  grief　in　California。
  Mr。　Brunelli　escorted　Katy　to　a　little　table　em…
  bowered　with　shrubbery　in　tubs；　and　asked　her　to
  excuse　him　for　a　while。
  Katy　sat；　enchanted　by　a　scene　so　brilliant　to　her。
  The　grand　ladies；　in　splendid　dresses　and　plumes　and
  sparkling　rings；　the　fine　gentlemen　who　laughed　so
  loudly；　the　cries　of　〃Garsong！　〃　and　〃We；　mon…
  seer；〃　and　〃Hello；　Mame！　〃　that　distinguish　Bo…
  hemia；　the　lively　chatter；　the　cigarette　smoke；　the
  interchange　of　bright　smiles　and　eye…glances　　all
  this　display　and　magnificence　overpowered　the　daugh…
  ter　of　Mrs。　Dempsey　and　held　her　motionless。
  Mr。　Brunelli　stepped　into　the　yard　and　seemed　to
  spread　his　smile　and　bow　over　the　entire　company。
  And　everywhere　there　was　a　great　clapping　of　bands
  and　a　few　cries　of　〃Bravo！　〃　and　〃'Tonio！　　'Tonio！〃
  whatever　those　words　might　mean。　　Ladies　waved
  their　napkins　at　him；　gentlemen　almost　twisted　their
  necks　off；　trying　to　catch　his　nod。
  When　the　ovation　was　concluded　Mr。　Brunelli；
  with　a　final　bow；　stepped　nimbly　into　the　kitchen　and
  flung　off　his　coat　and　waistcoat。
  〃Flaherty；　the　nimblest　〃garsong〃　among　the
  waiters；　had　been　assigned　to　the　special　service　of
  Katy。　　She　was　a　little　faint　from　hunger；　for　the
  Irish　stew　on　the　Dempsey　table　had　been　particu…
  larly　weak　that　day。　　Delicious　odors　from　unknown
  dishes　tantalized　her。　　And　Flaherty　began　to　bring
  to　her　table　course　after　course　of　ambrosial　food
  that　the　gods　might　have　pronounced　excellent。
  But　even　in　the　midst　of　her　Lucullian　repast　Katy
  laid　down　her　knife　and　fork。　　Her　heart　sank　as
  lead；　and　a　tear　fell　upon　her　filet　mignon。　　Her
  haunting　suspicions　of　the　star　lodger　arose　again；
  fourfold。　　Thus　courted　and　admired　and　smiled
  upon　by　that　fashionable　and　gracious　assembly；
  what　else　could　Mr。　Brunelli　be　but　one　of　those
  dazzling　titled　patricians；　glorious　of　name　but　shy
  of　rent　money；　concerning　whom　experience　had　made
  her　wise？　　With　a　sense　of　his　ineligibility　growing
  w