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By the statue of Horace Greeley I stood a moment irresolute I knew that, before I could reach her, Helen would have left her rooe; breakfast had been a mistake Then I noticed that Nassau Street was just opposite; and, in spite of my impatience to be at her door, I constrained e Baker

Between its Babel towers narrow Nassau Street was like a canyon The pave s, though it was eight o'clock in the forenoon Bicycles zipped past and from somewhere north a freshet of people flooded the sidewalk and roadway

Down a steep little hill and up another--both thronged past belief--and in a great n of Baker & Magoun

The boy who alone represented the firht have to wait soh-ceiled outer room or library of the place where I aht On all sides were lis and pictures and heavy desks, different enough fros of the country lawyers' workshops I had known The carpet sank underat the Jersey hills, blue and fair in the distance, and dreaood fortune, when I heard a step at the door and a young man came in--a tall, blonde, supple fellow not e appeared, ponderous, slow of tread, iray locks have retreated yet farther from his wall of a brow, that I have relad to see you Welcorasp of his big warood as the words and the eyes beneath his heavy gray broere full of kindness as, holding bothse, with a heartiness that et his formal manner, "you have heard me speak of Burke's father, the boyhood coer, I sometimes strayed from the strait and narrow path that led to school Burke, Hynes is the sportser-slayer He beards in their lairs those Tammany ornaes,' because of their slender acquaintance with the law"