I'll take you through the neighborhood." * * * * * They went down the following evening.

The night was warm and humid, and through the narrow tenement streets there poured a teeming mass of life.
People by the thousands passed, bareheaded, men in shirt sleeves, their faces glistening with sweat.

Animal odors filled the air.

The torches on the pushcarts threw flaring lights and shadows, the peddlers shouted hoarsely, the tradesmen in the booths and stalls joined in with cries, shrill peals of mirth.

The mass swept onward, talking, talking, and its voice was a guttural roar.