Word: looke
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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Behold This Dreamer looks at each of its auditors, quizzical, mocking, and asks if he is mad. Behind this look is the tale of a man who went to an insane asylum and found happiness. He was not sure that he was mad; sure he did not love his wife. His father-in-law, a successful manufacturer of brushes, thought that not loving his wife was proof that he was mad; that he hated the brush factory further evidence; had him committed. Indulging his artistic dreams in the asylum he painted a masterpiece, was proudly extricated by the brush...
...scene at the admitting ward of New York's Bellevue Hospital is one that haunts prowlers about the city. Mansard windows look down from a great grey building at a quadrangle dismal even in daytime. Four or five ambulances are always in the court; the ambulance surgeons (hospital internes in wrinkled white) fidgeting in and out of the admitting ward...
...children are fixing a tricycle. In the space between the two houses across the street the sky slants a light on the asphalt, and makes the leaves of the trees as bright as coins. It is late afternoon; in the golden twilight everything seems very quiet. If you look at the picture long enough, the man sitting on the porch will fold up his paper and go in to have supper...
...piles or on the hay in barns. But this place here, with no one about, was the same as his own." One night even the little scale room where he slept was crowded with cattle. When the men came to take them out, Wm. Leeds said to the men: "'Look here, ship me on with the critters. Weigh me and ship me on.'" Said one of them: " 'Like to be butchered, eh?' 'Something,' said Wm. Leeds." Wm. Leeds waits. "Toward night . . . there he was, grim and ugly to look at, heavy and dead. . . . He was buried by the town...
Bellard, in The Woman, meant to be a financier. One day "he was torn by the look of a house on whose mean little porch near the street sat a shabby old man of 60, without a coat and reading a newspaper. The man's fate seemed terrible. . . . But the man looked up, and smiled at Bellard as brightly as if he himself had been young." Bellard, the ambitious Bellard, never becomes a financier but he finds happiness because he loves a woman. So when his children rail at his failure, he goes out on the porch of his scrubby...