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for old Alabam and the Major's store。  Have you

got a light; Old Hoss?〃



I went with Pettit to the depot and died hard。



〃Shakespeare's sonnets?〃 I blurted; making a last

stand。  〃How about him?〃



〃A cad;〃 said Pettit。 〃They give it to you; and

you sell it  love; you know。  I'd rather sell ploughs

for father。〃



〃But;〃 I protested; 〃 you are reversing the de…

cision of the world's greatest  〃



〃Good…by; Old Hoss;〃 said Pettit。



〃Critics;〃 I continued。  〃 But  say  if the

Major can use a fairly good salesman and book…

keeper down there in the store; let me know; will

you?〃









NEMESIS AND THE CANDY MAN





〃We sail at eight in the morning on the Celtic;〃 said

Honoria; plucking a loose thread from her lace

sleeve。



〃I heard so;〃 said young Ives; dropping his hat;

and muffing it as he tried to catch it; 〃and I came

around to wish you a pleasant voyage。〃



〃Of course you heard it;〃 said Honoria; coldly

sweet; 〃since we have had no opportunity of inform…

ing you ourselves。〃



Ives looked at her pleadingly; but with little hope。



Outside in the street a high…pitched voice

chanted; not unmusically; a commercial gamut of

〃Cand…de…ee…ee…s!  Nice; fresh cand…ee…ee…ee…ees!d



〃It's our old candy man;〃 said Honoria; leaning

out the window and beckoning。  〃I want some of his

motto kisses。  There's nothing in the Broadway

shops half so good。〃



The candy man stopped his pushcart in front of

the old Madison Avenue home。  He had a holiday

and festival air unusual to street peddlers。  His tie

was new and bright red; and a horseshoe pin; almost

life…size; glittered speciously from its folds。  His

brown; thin face was crinkled into a semi…foolish

smile。  Striped cuffs with dog…head buttons covered

the tan on his wrists。



〃I do believe he's going to get married;〃 said

Honoria; pityingly。  〃I never saw him taken that

way before。  And to…day is the first time in months

that he has cried his wares; I am sure。〃



Ives threw a coin to the sidewalk。  The candy man

knows his customers。  He filled a paper bag; climbed

the old…fashioned stoop and banded it in。

〃I remember  〃 said Ives。



〃Wait;〃 said Honoria。



She took a small portfolio from the drawer of a

writing desk and from the portfolio a slip of flimsy

paper one…quarter of an inch by two inches in size。



〃This;〃 said Honoria; inflexibly; 〃was wrapped

about the first one we opened。〃



〃It was a year ago;〃 apologized Ives; as he held

out his hand for it;





      〃As long as skies above are blue



       To you; my love; I will be true。〃





This he read from the slip of flimsy paper。



〃We were to have sailed a fortnight ago;〃 said

Honoria; gossipingly。 〃It  has been such a warm

summer。 The town is quite deserted。 There is no…

where to go。  Yet I am told that one or two of the

roof gardens are amusing。  The; singing  and the

dancing  on one or two seem to have met with ap…

proval。〃



Ives did not wince。  When you are in the ring you

are not surprised when your adversary taps you on

the ribs。



〃I followed the candy man that time;〃 said Ives;

irrelevantly; 〃and gave him five dollars at the corner

of Broadway。〃



He reached for the paper bag in Honoria's lap;

took out one of the square; wrapped confections and

slowly unrolled it。



Sara Chillingworth's father;〃 said Honoria;

〃has given her an automobile。〃



〃Read that;〃 said Ives; handing over the slip that

had been wrapped around the square of candy。





   〃Life teaches us  how to live;



    Love teaches us  to forgive。〃





Honoria's checks turned pink。

〃Honoria!〃 cried Ives; starting up from his chair。



〃Miss Clinton;〃 corrected Honoria; rising like

Venus from the head on the surf。  〃I warned you

not to speak that name again。〃'



〃Honoria;〃 repeated Ives; 〃you must bear me。  I

know I do not deserve your forgiveness; but I must

have it。  There is a madness that possesses one some…

times for which his better nature is not responsible。

I throw everything else but you to the winds。  I

strike off the chains that have bound me。  I re…

nounce the siren that lured me from you。  Let the

bought verse of that street peddler plead for me。  It

is you only whom I can love。  Let your love forgive;

and I swear to you that mine will be true 'as long

as skies above are blue。'



On the west side; between Sixth and Seventh Ave…

nues; an alley cuts the block in the middle。 It per…

ishes in a little court in the centre of the block。 The

district is theatrical; the inhabitants; the bubbling

froth of half a dozen nations。  The atmosphere is

Bohemian; the language polyglot; the locality pre…

carious。



In the court at the rear of the alley lived the candy

man。  At seven o'clock be pushed his cart into the

narrow entrance; rested it upon the irregular stone

slats and sat upon one of the handles to cool himself。

There was a great draught of cool wind through the

alley。



There was a window above the spot where be al…

ways stopped his pushcart。  In the cool of the after…

noon; Mlle。  Adele; drawing card of the Aerial Roof

Garden; sat at the window and took the air。  Gen…

erally her ponderous mass of dark auburn hair was

down; that the breeze might have the felicity of aid…

ing Sidonie; the maid; in drying and airing it。

About her shoulders  the point of her that the pho…

tographers always made the most of  was loosely

draped a heliotrope scarf。  Her arms to the elbow

were bare  there were no sculptors there to rave

over them  but even the stolid bricks in the walls

of the alley should not have been so insensate as to

disapprove。  While she sat thus Fe1ice; another maid;

anointed and bathed the small feet that twinkled and

so charmed the nightly Aerial audiences。



Gradually Mademoiselle began to notice the candy

man stopping to mop his brow and cool himself be…

neath her window。  In the hands of her maids she

was deprived for the time of her vocation  the

charming and binding to her chariot of man。  To

lose time was displeasing to Mademoiselle。  Here

was the candy man … no fit game for her darts; truly

 but of the sex upon which she had been born to

make war。



After casting upon him looks of unseeing coldness

for a dozen times; one afternoon she suddenly thawed

and poured down upon him a smile that put to shame

the sweets upon his cart。



〃Candy man;〃 she said; cooingly; while Sidonie

followed her impulsive dive; brushing the heavy

auburn hair; 〃don't you think I am beautiful?



The candy man laughed harshly; and looked up;

with his thin jaw set; while he wiped his forehead

with a red…and…blue handkerchief



〃Yer'd make a dandy magazine cover;〃 he said;

grudgingly。  〃Beautiful or not is for them that

cares。  It's not my line。  If yer lookin' for bou…

quets apply elsewhere between nine and twelve。  I

think we'll have rain。〃



Truly; fascinating a candy man is like killing rab…

bits in a deep snow; but the hunter's blood is widely

diffused。  Mademoiselle tugged a great coil of

hair from Sidonie's bands and let it fall out the

window。



〃Candy man; have you a sweetheart anywhere

with hair as long and soft as that?  And with an arm

so round? 〃 She flexed an arm like Galatea's after

the miracle across the window…sill。



The candy man cackled shrilly as he arranged a

stock of butter…scotch that had tumbled down。



〃Smoke up!〃 said he; vulgarly。  〃Nothin' doin'

in the complimentary line。 I'm too wise to be bam…

boozled by a switch of hair and a newly massaged

arm。  Oh; I guess you'll make good in the calcium;

all right; with plenty of powder and paint on and the

orchestra playing 〃Under the Old Apple Tree。〃

But don't put on your hat and chase downstairs to

fly to the Little Church Around the Corner with me。

I've been up against peroxide and make…up boxes be…

fore。  Say; all joking aside  don't you think we'll

have rain?〃



〃Candy man;〃 said Mademoiselle softly; with her

lips curving and her chin dimpling; 〃don't you think

I'm pretty?〃



The candy man grinned。

〃Savin' money; ain't yer? 〃 said be; 〃by bein' yer

own press agent。  I smoke; but I haven't seen yer

mug on any of the five…cent cigar boxes。  It'd take

a new brand of woman to get me goin'; anyway。  I

know 'em from sidecombs to shoelaces。  Gimme a

good day's sales and steak…and…onions at seven and

a pipe and an evenin' paper back there in the court;

and I'll not trouble Lillian Russell herself to wink at

me; if you please。〃



Mademoiselle pouted。



〃Candy man;〃 she said; softly and deeply; 〃yet

you shall say that I am beautiful。  All men say so

and so shall you。〃



The candy man laughed and pulled out his pipe。



〃Well;〃 said be; 〃I must be goin' in。 There is a

story in the evenin' paper that I am readin'。  Men

are divin' in the sea

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