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Updated: May 22, 2025
On aurait dit a bit of Manchester through which Apollo had once passed; for here, among the hideous trains and the brand-new bricks here, glared at by the electric-lights that hung from poles, screamed at by boys with the Echo and the Star here, in a riot of vulgarity, were remnants of beauty, as I discerned. There were only remnants.
Who would recognize classic Menotomy in the tinsel ring of Arlington? The good old Indian name, the very speaking of which is a pleasure, has given place to the first-class apartments, steam-heated, electric-lights, hot and cold water, all improvements in appellations of Arlington and Arlington Heights.
"Don't you want your father to go with you?" asked Fanny, for in some occult fashion the girl's perturbation seemed to be communicated to her. She followed her to the door. "Seems kind of lonesome for you to go alone," she said, anxiously. "As if I minded! Why, it is as bright as day with the electric-lights, and there are houses almost all the way," laughed Ellen.
With the light of the full moon, like a broadside of silvery arrows, and the frequent electric-lights filtering through the young, delicate foliage, it was much more effective than a grove of pine or hemlock would have been. When the people streamed into it from the crowded electric-cars, there were exclamations of rapture. Women and girls fairly shrieked with delight.
I started home with a lump in my throat and a weight in my heart, feeling it really wasn't a home that I was driving toward. But it was one of those crystal-clear prairie nights when the stars were like electric-lights shining through cut-glass and the air was like a razor-blade wrapped in panne-velvet. It took you out of yourself.
Then suddenly urged by a realization of the hopelessness of it all, he stood up, pocketed the souvenirs of her again, and walked away in the dusk; away, through the park; away, at random, through squalid, ugly streets, where the first electric-lights were just beginning to flare; where children swarmed in the close heat, wallowing along the gutters, dodging teams and cars, as they essayed to play, setting off a few premature firecrackers and mocking the police all in all, leading the ugly, unnatural, destructive life of all children of the city proletariat.
"Poor devils," he told himself, standing in the office window one night, and seeing them pour out and disappear into the early darkness beyond the radius of the electric-lights, "I can't turn them adrift without a dollar in midwinter. I'll try to run the factory a while longer on a reduced scale, if I only meet expenses."
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