home bodies like you and me----"

She dropped on the seat and closed her eyes for a
long time. The kitten watched her wonderingly sure of
a sudden outbreak with each passing moment. Two soft
paws at last touched her cheeks and two bright eyes
sought in vain for hers. The little nose pressed
closer and kissed the drooping eyelids until they
opened. He curled himself on her bosom and began to
sing a gentle lullaby. For a long while she lay and
listened to the music of love with which her pet sought
to soothe the ache within.

The clock in the tower chimed six.

She lifted her body and placed her head on a pillow
beside the window. The human torrent below was now at
its flood. Two streams of humanity flowed eastward
along each broad sidewalk. Hundreds were pouring in
endless procession across Madison Square. The cars in
Broadway north and South were jammed. Every day she
watched this crowd hurrying, hurrying away into the
twilight--and among all its hundreds of thousands not
an eye was ever lifted to hers--not one man or
woman among them cared whether she lived or died.

It was horrible, this loneliness of the desert in
an ocean of humanity! For the past year it had become
an increasing horror to look into the silent faces of
this crowd of men and women and never feel the touch of