Lee, Jennette Barbour Perry, 1860-1951 / 2008-06-24 00:00:00
EBOOK MR. ACHILLES ***
Produced by Dagny; John Bickers
MR. ACHILLES
By Jennette Lee
1912
To GERALD STANLEY LEE
"To keep the youth of souls who pitch
Their joy in this old heart of things;
Full lasting is the song, though he,
The singer, passes; lasting too,
For souls not lent in usury,
The rapture of the forward view."
MR. ACHILLES
I
ACHILLES GOES TO CHICAGO
Achilles Alexandrakis was arranging the fruit on his stall in front of
his little shop on Clark Street. It was a clear, breezy morning, cool
for October, but not cold enough to endanger the fruit that Achilles
handled so deftly in his dark, slender fingers. As he built the oranges
into their yellow pyramid and grouped about them figs and dates, melons
and pears, and grapes and pineapples, a look of content held his face.
This was the happiest moment of his day.
Already, half an hour ago Alcibiades and Yaxis had departed with their
pushcarts, one to the north and one to the south, calling antiphonally
as they went, in clear, high voices that came fainter and fainter to
Achilles among his fruit.
They would not return until night, and then they would come with empty
carts, and jingling in their pockets coppers and nickels and dimes.
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