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The Wayfarers   By: (1851-1924)

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[Illustration: Her cousin’s arms were at last around her in welcome ]

THE WAYFARERS

BY

MARY STEWART CUTTING

AUTHOR OF LITTLE STORIES OF COURTSHIP, LITTLE STORIES OF MARRIED LIFE, ETC.

ILLUSTRATIONS BY ALICE BARBER STEPHENS

NEW YORK THE McCLURE COMPANY MCMVIII

Copyright, 1908, by The McClure Company Published, June, 1908 Copyright, 1907, 1908, by The S. S. McClure Company

LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS

Her Cousin’s Arms were at Last Around Her in Welcome Frontispiece

They Both Sat Dreamily Watching the Blue Pinnacle of Flame 24

Theodosia 34

Zaidee Watched Dosia with Benignant Satisfaction 82

He Played a Chord or Two More to Her Silence 146

It was a Look She Knew 184

Like a Pictured Marchioness of Old 190

Somebody Began to Come Down with Hurrying, Stumbling Feet 192

Mr. Sutton Leaned over Dosia with Eyes for Nobody Else 230

Flowers and Children, Children and Flowers 238

“Never Let Him Come Here Again Never, Never!” 246

Even Redge Had Been Allowed to Hold Him 278

After This He Only Appeared in the Village Street Guarded on Either Side by a Female Snow 280

He Came Toward Her with the Pitcher 312

Sat Desolately on the Top Step 334

He Held Out His Arm Unconsciously as Lois Stole into the Room 372

THE WAYFARERS

CHAPTER ONE

There is no sight more uninspiring than a ferry boat crowded with human beings at a quarter of six o’clock in the evening, when the great homeward rush from the offices and commercial houses sets in. At that time, although there are some returning shoppers and women type writers and clerks, the larger number of the passengers are men, sitting in slanting rows to catch the light on the evening paper, or wedged in an upright mass at the forward end of the boat. It is noticeable that, with a few exceptions, those who have gone forth in the morning distinct individuals, well dressed, freshly shaven, with clean linen, an animated manner, a brisk step, and an eager eyed disposition toward the labors of the day, seem, as they return at night, to be only component parts of a shabby crowd in indistinguishable apparel, and worn to a uniform dullness not only of appearance but of attitude and expression. The hard day’s work is over, but the rest is not yet attained. We all know that between the darkness and the dawn comes the period when vitality is at its lowest ebb, and in all transition periods there is a subtle withdrawing of the old force before the new fills its place. In that temporary collapse in the daily adjustment between two lives, the business and the domestic, many a man with overwrought brain and tired body feels that what he has been looking forward to as a happy rest appears to him now momentarily as an unavoidable and wearying need for further effort. The demand upon him varies in kind, but it is still there.

Men in a mass are neither beautiful nor impressive to look at in the modern black or sad colored raiment of every day custom, and it is difficult, as the eyes rest on the faces in these commonplace rows, to realize the space which love inevitably fills in these lives, so far apart from romance do they seem, forgetful as we are of the worn truth that romance is a flowering weed which grows in any soil... Continue reading book >>




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