In Moslem countries, a religious mendicant.
“We strolled in the music hall district, where the sky lines of the row of buildings are wondrously near to each other, and the crowded little thoroughfares resemble the eternal ‘Street Scene in Cairo.’ There was an endless strumming and tooting and shrill piping in clamor and chaos, while at all times there were interspersed the sharp cracking sounds from the shooting galleries and the coaxing calls of innumerable fakirs. At the stand where one can throw at wooden cats and negro heads and be in danger of winning cigars, a self reliant youth bought a whole armful of base balls, and missed with each one. Everybody grinned. A heavily built man openly jeered. ‘You couldn’t hit a church!’ ‘Couldn’t I?’ retorted the young man, bitterly. Near them three bad men were engaged in an intense conversation. The fragment of a sentence suddenly dominated the noises. ‘He’s got money to burn.’”
Stephen Crane, Other Writings About New York, “Coney Island’s Failing Days” (1894-6).
Sunday, November 22, 2009
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