Chapter 1
_ CHAPTER I
He was thinking of the town he had known. Not of _old_ New York--he had heard of that from old, old men when he himself had still been young and had smiled at their garrulity. He was thinking of a _young_ New York, the mighty throbbing city to which he had come long ago as a lad from the New Hampshire mountains. A place of turbulent thoroughfares, of shouting drivers, hurrying crowds, the crack of whips and the clatter of wheels； an uproarious, thrilling town of enterprise, adventure, youth； a city of pulsing energies, the center of a boundless land； a port of commerce with all the world, of stately ships with snowy sails； a fascinating pleasure town, with throngs of eager travellers hurrying from the ferry boats and rolling off in hansom cabs to the huge hotels on Madison Square. A city where American faces were still to be seen upon all its streets, a cleaner and a kindlier town, with more courtesy in its life, less of the vulgar scramble. A city of hous

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