THE COLONNADE The next morning
in a
far-removed
sec-
tion of the city, a well-groomed young man descended the stairs of his fashionable into the dining room. His wife sat quietly at the table, the morning paper spread out before her. She said nothing when he entered the room, and he sensed that something had upset her. "Is anything wrong, dear?" he asked. She looked up. "I was just reading in the paper about a young boy, only eighteen,
home and walked
last night. They found morning, but there were
who drowned himself his
body early
this
no hints as to his identity. bily dressed,
and
it
looks as
He was if
shabhe drowned
himself because he was desperate. I had never thought much about people like him
before. There must be thousands of them here in this city that are as desperate as he was."
"Yes," her husband replied, He stopped me and could spare the money for a seemed so proud, not at all like beggar; so of course, I bought thing to eat." last night.
"I
met one
asked meal.
if
I
He
the typical
him some-
"I'm glad you did," she said. "You should have given him some money to help him start anew." "I couldn't embarrass him further by openly offering him money, but I did put iifty
dollars in a pack of cigarettes
gave that to him."
Lonely tree, Haven't you heard' Don your green And lift your head !
Dorothy Wright,
'39
and