aw　no　ballplayer；　no　race　horse。　The　governor　came　to　town。　I　heard　the　siren5　scream；　but　that　was　all　there　was　to　that—an　eighteen…inch　margin　again。　A　man　was　killed　by　a　falling　cornice。　I　was　not　a　party　to　the　tragedy；　and　again　the　inches　counted　heavily。

I　mention　these　merely　to　show　that　New　York　is　peculiarly　constructed　to　absorb　almost　anything　that　es　along　（whether　a　thousand…foot　liner　out　of　the　East　or　a　twenty…thousand…man　convention　out　of　the　West）　without　infliction　the　event　on　its　inhabitants；　so　that　every　event　is；　in　a　sense；　optional；　and　the　inhabitant　is　in　the　happy　position　of　being　able　to　choose　his　spectacle　and　so　conserve　his　soul。　In　most　metropolises；　small　and　large；　the　choice　is　often　not　with　the　individual　at　all。　He　is　thrown　to　the　Lions。　The　Lions　are　overwhelming；　the　event　is　unavoidable。　A　cornice　falls；　and　it　hits　every　citizen　on　the　head；　every　last　man　in　town。　I　sometimes　think　that　the　only　event　that　hits　every　New　Yorker　on　the　head　is　the　annual　St。　Patrick’s　Day　parade；　which　is　fairly　penetrating—the　Irish　are　a　hard　race　to　tune　out；　and　there　are　500；000　of　them　in　residence。　txt小說上傳分享

這裡是紐約（5）

The　quality　in　New　York　that　insulates　its　inhabitants　from　life　may　simply　weaken　them　as　individuals。　Perhaps　it　is　healthier　to　live　in　a　munity　where；　when　a　cornice　falls；　you　feel　the　blow；　where；　when　the　governor　passes；　you　see　at　any　rate　his　hat。

I　am　not　defending　New　York　in　this　r