Our Neighbors In The Corner House Author:T. S. Arthur In the Clerks Office of the District Court of the United States for the Southern District of New Port OUR NEIGHBORS IN THE CORNER HOUSE. HE corner house is taken at last, said my wife one evening, looking up at me from her sewing I saw furniture going in to give the landlord joy, was my an You are thinking of the rent. My Yes. His interest on th... more »e investment will be light this year. While I am thinking of the tenants, and wondering what kind of neighbors we are to have. b Woman-like, said I have you seen anything of them yet A carriage brought two ladies there. I happened to be at the window and saw the face of one . of them as they alighted. It was that of a , woman past middle age-thin, delicate in feature, 6 OUR NEIGHRORS IN with a cast of intellectual refinement. The other was in black, and deeply veiled. By her figure and style of dress, I should say she was young. MCoth q dCd apghter, perhaps, said I. C C C r r r r r r Yh t vygs . s m nfkrence. C C 1 mb6rnirig f Probably a young widow. C C C p C C C C C C C 5Wrcb 9urig mdt, Cs rrofwori nthge loss of C C r r C C C C her fifst bh. C C My wife sighed and I knew the meaning of her sigh. Our first-born was in heaven. Passing through the gate of death, he went thitherward, years gone by, while yet his life was fragrant with the innocence of boyhood. We did not mourn for him in black. Oh, no our sorrow was too sacred a sentiment to be intruded upon others and we could not shadow thus his rosy memory. Black fdr our baby oh, no, no Anything but black White were better, as symbolizing his angelic purity. Will you call upon our new neighbors I asked. m Yes. From curiosity, inclination, or duty Each will have its influence. The strongest may be inclination. On the next evening my wife had something more to say about our new neighbors in the corner house. There had been a second arrival in the person of a middle-aged man. What kind of a looking man was he I asked. 1 saw his face only for a moment. It did not impress me favorably. But faces in repose do not always give a right index of character. What was its peculiarity I asked. AS T said before, I only saw it for a moment, replied my wife but think I should recognise it again anywhere. Then it must have been a strongly marked face It was. The types and styles of face that one meits every da, y are singularly varied but not one in a hundred stands out so strongly from the rest as to hold the eye and picture itself on the mind as if the image had been taken by a camera. This mans face then belongs to the one in a hundred. Yes. Can you describe it I must see it again before I can particularize. What struck me was prominence of feature-i prominent eyes, nose, lips, and chin. A sensual face. Sensual, but not animal. It was a strong face and that indicates will and intellect of no mean order. Fair or dark Almost bronzed. You seem to have gathered something in that single glance, said I, smiling. And this is all as to the new tenants of the corner house All that has yet appeared. Not all that will appear. No, answered my wife for I feel just curious enough to be observant, and I think there is a story in that corner house. There is a story in every house, said I, and one to strike deep chords of feeling in the common heart if theright narrator could be found...« less