In the side streets, just off the main thoroughfare, conditions were even more congested and depressing. On either hand ricketty, grimy tenements24 were alive with bearded Russians, fierce-looking Italians, vociferating Irish, pot-bellied Germans. From broken windows hung clotheslines bending under the load of newly washed rags; on flimsy, rusty25 fire-escapes were jammed filthy mattresses26 on which slept the wretched occupants, glad to escape from the foul27 air and heat within; dark stairways and stoops were thronged28 with neglected, consumptive children. The evil smells were so numerous that it was impossible to determine which was the most objectionable. The air was full of discordant29, nerve-racking sounds. On one side of the street an Italian was grinding a wheezy organ, while little girls, some with bare feet, danced to the music. A few yards farther on, boys with white faces drawn30 by hunger, were rummaging31 eagerly in ash barrels, hunting for scraps32 of refuse. Two women were pulling each other's hair in the centre of a circle of encouraging neighbors, neglected babes were screaming, dogs were barking, a vendor33 was shrieking34 his wares36. It was Hell, yet nothing unusual—only everyday life in the slums.
"Isn't it dreadful?" murmured Paula, as she and Tod hurried along Rivington Street.
"Gee38!" replied her escort. "Look at some of those faces! They seem hardly human. Animals are better looking."
"They are not to blame," answered Paula sadly. "These poor people are the victims of circumstances. They have been brutalized—the Jews by centuries of race persecution40, the others by merciless economic conditions. The black poverty in which they live is well nigh inconceivable. Their desperate struggle for mere41 existence is unbelievable."
"Phew!" exclaimed Tod, as he peeped through the window of a gloomy, broken-down rookery. "How can any one live in such a place? The Black Hole of Calcutta couldn't have been much worse!"
"That's just it," answered Paula, with some warmth. "You self-satisfied, well-fed people uptown don't take the trouble to come down here to find out how the poor live. We Settlement workers know, for we are right in the heart of it all. What you see from the street is nothing. You must enter some of these tenements if you wish to become[Pg 164] really acquainted with the shocking conditions in which they live—the crushing poverty, the physical and moral suffering, the gross immorality42. In some places as many as twelve persons, full-grown men and women, half-grown boys and girls, all eat and sleep in one dark, ill-ventilated room. Can you wonder that such a life brutalizes them and that they die like flies?"
"What good would it do if we did know? We couldn't help all of them. You remember what Baron44 Rothschild said to a wild-eyed anarchist45 who one day managed to break into his office brandishing46 a pistol: 'My friend, you insist that I share my fortune with the poor. I am worth five millions of dollars. There are in the world more than five hundred million paupers47. Here is your share—exactly one cent.'"
"That's all very well," smiled Paula. "I don't go to that extreme. We can't help all, but we can help a little. If the rich could see things as they are, it would make them reflect. I don't think they would be so wickedly extravagant48 in their own homes if they saw all this misery49. The price of one big dinner served in a Fifth Avenue mansion50 would support half a dozen families here for a year."
"I like to hear you talk," he said lightly, "because you're so earnest about it, but really you're wrong. If these people were given assistance to-day they would be as badly off to-morrow. All civilizations have had this problem to deal with. The poor are the underdogs in the struggle for life. They're only half human, anyway. Most of them have never known anything better. They are used to roughing it. They actually enjoy their dirt. They themselves are largely responsible for their own misfortunes. They drink, they're shiftless and thriftless."
"The rich have more vices52 than the poor," answered Paula quietly. "The poor drink to drown their troubles. We can't say just why, of two men born with the same advantages, one prospers53 and the other remains54 in the gutter8. We can only deal with the problem as we find it. It is dreadful to think that buried in these fearful tenements, brutalized by their frightful55 environments, are numbers of talented young men and women who are trying to better themselves. Left to themselves they are likely to sink deeper in the frightful morass56 that surrounds them, but if extended a helping57 hand they may be able to rise above the appalling conditions and so escape the terrible degradation and suffering that otherwise awaits them. A boy or girl, children of the tenements, may have within the genius of a Wagner or a Rosa Bonheur, but from infancy58 these children are so dragged down, so brutalized by their unspeakable environments that their natural aspirations59 and talents are hopelessly crushed. It is to such as these that the Settlement lends its aid. We are trying to help the deserving, we are seeking to sift60 the gold from the dross61. Look, there is the Settlement House!"
On the opposite side of the street was a substantial-looking building resembling a small school-house. Conspicuous62 by its cleanliness among the surrounding dingy63 tenements, erected64 by enlightened and humane65 idealists for the sole purpose of uplifting humanity, it stood as a kind of moral lighthouse set down in a deadly morass of crime and hopeless pauperism.
"Come, I will show you all through," cried Paula enthusiastically. Her face brightened up and her step was elastic66 as once more she found herself in the midst of her fellow workers. Smiles and nods greeted her from every direction. The place was busy as a beehive. The halls were full of people; classes were going on in the different rooms. Taking Tod's arm, she led him in this direction and that, proud to show all there was to be seen. There were regular night classes where those employed during the day could receive instruction in stenography67, bookkeeping, and other useful vocations68, gymnasiums, classes where the technical trades were taught, classes where music lessons were given. There were also attractive recreation rooms which kept young men from the dangers of saloons and young girls from the temptations of the dance halls.
"It's such interesting work," she said. "Here I have no time to think of my troubles. I can forget Uncle James and Bascom Cooley."
Tod was full of enthusiasm.
"No wonder you've no use for society and the rest," he said admiringly. "If I'd taken a taste for this sort of thing years ago perhaps I wouldn't have made such a fool of myself."
Paula laughed.
"There's still time," she said mischievously69. "It's never too late to mend, you know." Leading him once more in the direction of the street, she added: "This is the bright side of my work; I'll let you look now on the darker side. It isn't so pleasant. Come with me."
Docilely70 he followed her out of the building, wondering where he was being taken, caring little, so long as she was with him. This dark-eyed girl, with her serious views and charming manner, had[Pg 168] already taken a strong hold of the young man. She was utterly71 different from any girl he had ever known, and cogitating72 secretly with himself, he came to the conclusion that the comparison was in her favor.
Quite unconscious that she was the object of her companion's thoughts, Paula hurried along the narrow, slippery pavements, crowded with pale-faced women and children, obstructed73 by all kinds of wagons74 and hucksters' pushcarts75. Stopping for a moment at a delicatessen shop, she purchased some ham, eggs, butter, and bread, and then hastened on again until she came to a big, dreary76 tenement23.
"We go in here," she said, quite out of breath after the quick walk. "It is the home of one of my favorite pupils, Annie Hughes. They are wretchedly poor. The father is an incorrigible77 drunkard and the mother is bedridden. Only the devotion of her child keeps her alive. I want you to see Annie. She is only twelve, but she does the work of two women. She cannot play like other children of her age, yet she never complains. She is entirely79 devoted80 to her mother. It's a dreadful hovel they live in. You'll be shocked at what you see, but don't show surprise. Mrs. Hughes is a decent woman, and it will only distress81 her. She's[Pg 169] consumptive and can't live long. If she dies I shall adopt and educate Annie as my own."
They entered a dark, narrow, forbidding-looking hallway, with walls thickly begrimed with the accumulated filth5 of years, and so cracked that the plaster in places had fallen out in huge chunks82, exposing the wood lathing83. At the far end was a winding84, ricketty staircase, every stair filthy with refuse and rubbish, and only dimly lighted by small windows that did not look as if they had been washed since the house was built. It was a steep climb to the sixth floor, and both were out of breath when they reached the top. Paula approached a door, and knocked.
"Is that you, Annie?" called out a feeble voice.
Without waiting for further invitation, they pushed open the door and went in.
A shocking scene of neglect and squalor met their eyes. In a dimly lighted, poorly ventilated room about fourteen feet square, on a tumble-down bed, covered with filthy rags, lay a woman past middle age, apparently86 asleep. Her eyes were closed and she did not take the trouble to turn her face as the visitors entered. The place, living room and bedchamber in one, was indescribably[Pg 170] and hopelessly dirty and littered with broken furniture and rubbish of every description. It was really the attic87 of the house, the low ceiling formed by the roof sloping down to the front, where a small window looked into the street below. Half the glass panes88 being broken and patched up with paper, only a poor light entered the room, and this helped to partly conceal89 the dirt-encrusted floor, torn, filthy bedding, and greasy stove piled up with unwashed dishes. The foul air reeked90 with offensive odors of decaying vegetation and bad drainage.
The woman on the bed started to cough, a violent cough which shook the bed. When the spasm91 had passed she turned to see who had come in. Paula she knew, but Tod was a stranger, yet her face expressed neither surprise or embarrassment92. The poor are accustomed to unceremonious visits from Salvation93 Army workers and others, and they are so wretched that they have ceased to care about anything. A faint smile came over the invalid's pale, wan78 face.
"I thought it was Annie," she said. "She's been a long time gone. I had to send her to the Dispensary to get some more medicine. My cough is very bad to-day."
She stopped, seized again by a fit of coughing.
"I brought you a few little things, Mrs. Hughes," said Paula, laying down the packages she had brought. At the same time she slipped a five-dollar bill into the woman's hand. "Let Annie beat you up a fresh-laid egg. It'll do your cough good. You must get all the nourishment94 you can or you'll never get strong."
"God bless you, lady," murmured the sick woman. "Where would Annie and me be to-day if it wasn't for you?"
"Where's your husband?" demanded Paula.
Mrs. Hughes shook her head feebly.
"I don't know," she whispered. "He never comes near me. He earns wages now and again, but it all goes in whisky. The neighbors say he was arrested last week and sent to the Island."
Paula turned to Tod.
"Isn't it fearful?" she said, in a low tone.
Tod put his hand in his pocket and pulled out a ten-dollar bill.
"Terrible!" he said. "Here—give her this. She needs it more than I. It's the first thing I've done for charity in my life, and somehow it makes one feel good."
Paula looked at him and smiled as she passed the money over to Mrs. Hughes.
"This is from my friend here," she said.
"God bless you, sir!" she said. "It'll help keep Annie and me going a little while more. 'Tain't for long, though. I've given up hope. I'll never get any better. The doctor says I'm a goner. He knows. He told a neighbor, and she told Annie. The poor child came home crying as if her dear little heart would break. It's not for myself that I'm worrying. It's for Annie. If you only knew what a good child she is, sir——"
She stopped short, choked by another fit of violent coughing.
"Don't worry," said Paula, soothingly95 and trying to keep back her own tears. "We'll take good care of Annie."
The sick woman raised herself with difficulty on one arm.
"The child's gone a long time," she said uneasily. "I'm always anxious when she's away."
The words were hardly out of her mouth when through the crack in the window came the sound of unusual commotion96 in the street below. There was the noise of an automobile97 stopping with a jerk, warning shouts, and then the shrieks98 and sobbing99 of women. Tod rushed to the window.
"It's an accident!" he said. "Some one has been run over."
Paula, her heart in her mouth, seized by an indefinable dread37, leaned out of the window. All[Pg 173] they could see was a surging crowd gathered round a big, red automobile. A burly policeman, and a tall, thin man in a linen100 duster were stooping over a prostrate101 form. Suddenly a wild cry from the bed behind them froze the blood in their veins102. They looked back. Mrs. Hughes, livid, had raised herself to a sitting posture103 and was trying to get out of bed to come and see for herself. The mother's unerring instinct had told her what had happened—yet she dare not give expression to her dread. Her hollow eyes dilated104 wide with terror, she cried:
"Annie only went to the Dispensary. She ought to be back by now. Where can she be?"
Outside, the noise and excitement had been succeeded by an unnatural105 calm. Suddenly Tod, who was still hanging half out of the window, turned round, and before Paula could silence him, called out:
"They're coming into this house."
A cry from the mother answered him. She did not know why she called out. Surely it was no misfortune of hers—this accident. She only knew that her child was out, and should have returned long ago.
Paula rushed to the top of the landing and looked down. Below, she saw a procession of people slowly ascending106 the stairs. First came the stalwart policeman bearing something white in his arms, then came the tall, thin man in the linen duster, followed by a number of women weeping and wailing107. Paula felt herself grow pale. A vague intuition told her that a terrible tragedy had occurred. Her heart seemed to stop beating. Up and up, closer and closer, came the policeman with his burden.
"What is it?" cried Paula, scarcely able to control herself.
"A child run over, m'm," answered the officer stolidly108. Tears were in his eyes as he added: "It's little Annie Hughes. I'm afraid it's all over."
"Oh, God!"
With an involuntary shriek35 of horror, Paula staggered back into the attic. Her first thought was of the poor mother, to save her the shock of seeing the body of her mangled110 child, but as she crossed the threshold, she suddenly felt sick and dizzy. The room seemed to swim round. She called loudly:
"Mr. Chase! Come quick!"
Then she fainted, just as Tod reached her.
But poor Mrs. Hughes had heard the shriek and she answered it with one even more terrible—the agonized111 scream of a mother robbed of her young. Suddenly possessed112 of almost superhuman strength, she left the bed and staggered to the door while Tod, panicstricken, was dashing cold water into Paula's face, trying to revive her.
The policeman entered with his pathetic burden and laid the child gently on the bed.
"We've rung for an ambulance," he explained, "but——"
A fierce, hysterical113 outburst interrupted him. The wretched mother snatched her child from his grasp and, fondling it to her almost naked breast, tried with wild, staring eyes and trembling hands to find its injuries. Not understanding, unable to help, crushed under the awful weight of this supreme114 blow which had stricken her, she frantically115 kissed the child's white face and called upon her by name.
The tall, thin man in the linen duster advanced, felt the child's pulse, and then tried to lead the mother away.
"Madam," he said, "I'm a doctor. There's nothing to be done. It's all over. I can't tell you how I deplore116 this accident. If money can help matters, I am willing to pay. The little girl ran right into my automobile as I was turning the corner." Turning to the policeman, he added: "It was an accident, officer, wasn't it? Thank God, you were a witness to that. Everybody saw how it happened."
"You may thank your stars it was, or you'd never have got out of this neighborhood alive. They'd have strung you up to a lamppost sure as fate, and served you right. I guess it was an accident, all right, and you're not to blame, but I'll have to arrest you, anyway, on a technical charge of homicide."
The distracted mother, staring at the two men, had listened stupidly. Suddenly she understood, and, pointing a scrawny finger at him, cried hysterically118:
"Ah—you are the murderer! You killed my child! He killed my child! Oh, justice in Heaven!"
The effort was more than her weakened condition could stand. Sobbing violently, she fell prostrate over the body of her little daughter.
The stranger turned to Tod, who was still engaged in reviving Paula. It seemed to Tod that he had seen the pale, sardonic119 face, those piercing eyes and jet black hair before. He could not tell just where.
"You seem the only reasonable one here," said the stranger. "The woman's hysteria is only natural. I am entirely blameless in the matter. Of course, it is very sad, but these children of the tenements will run under the wheels of carriages. It is a wonder more are not killed." Looking at Paula, who was slowly coming to, he inquired: "Fainted, eh? One of the family?"
Tod did not like the man's cold, indifferent, almost brutal39 manner. It was with an effort that he replied civilly:
"No—this lady was merely paying a visit here. The child was one of her pupils. She is Miss Paula Marsh, teacher of the Rivington Street Settlement."
The stranger started and looked at Paula more closely.
"The niece of Mr. James Marsh?" he cried, in surprise.
Tod nodded.
"Yes."
"How strange!" muttered the stranger. Drawing a card from his pocket, he said: "I am Dr. Zacharie!"
Now Tod remembered where he had seen this man. It was through the keyhole of the library the night of that secret midnight meeting.
Paula opened her eyes. At first she saw only Tod. Then her gaze, wandering round the room suddenly rested on Dr. Zacharie, who stood staring with his black, piercing eyes and sardonic smile, silently studying her. For a moment she stared back at him, without making a movement or a sound. A look of repulsion and fright came into her face. Suddenly she uttered a shriek:
"The man of my dreams!" she cried.
Then she fainted again.
Dr. Zacharie put his finger on her pulse and turned to Tod. It seemed to the latter that a smile of satisfaction hovered120 about his mouth.
"She's a highly nervous girl," he said, "and subject to strange hallucinations. I am a nerve specialist. Cases like this interest me. Her condition is well known to her uncle. He asked me to call and see her. It is a curious coincidence that I should meet her under these tragic121 circumstances. You had better get her home at once. My automobile is at your disposal."
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