第7部分(第3/7 頁)

f　the　damned　that　filled　Broadway；　where　motor…cars　and　buses　andthe　hurrying　people　disputed　every　inch　with　death。　Broadway：　the　way　that　led　to　death　wasbroad；　and　many　could　be　found　thereon；　but　narrow　was　the　way　that　led　to　life　eternal；　and　fewthere　were　who　found　it。　But　he　did　not　long　for　the　narrow　way；　where　all　his　people　walked；where　the　houses　did　not　rise；　piercing；　as　it　seemed；　the　unchanging　clouds；　but　huddled；　flat；ignoble；　close　to　the　filthy　ground；　where　the　streets　and　the　hallways　and　the　rooms　were　dark；and　where　the　unconquerable　odor　was　of　dust；　and　sweat；　and　urine；　and　home…made　gin。　In　thenarrow　way；　the　way　of　the　cross；　there　awaited　him　only　humiliation　for　ever；　there　awaited　him；one　day；　a　house　like　his　father’s　house；　and　a　church　like　his　father’s；　and　a　job　like　his　father’s；where　he　would　grow　old　and　black　with　hunger　and　toil。　The　way　of　the　cross　had　given　him　abelly　filled　with　wind　and　had　bent　his　mother’s　back；　they　had　never　worn　fine　clothes；　but　here；where　the　buildings　contested　God’s　power　and　where　the　men　and　women　did　not　fear　God；　herehe　might　eat　and　drink　to　his　heart’s　content　and　clothe　his　body　with　wondrous　fabrics；　rich　to　theeye　and　pleasing　to　the　touch。　And　then　what　of　his　soul；　which　would　one　day　e　to　die　andstand　naked　before　the　judgment　bar？　What　would　his　conquest　of　the　city　profit　him　on　that　day？

To　hurl　away；　for　a　moment　of　ease；　the　glories　of　eternity！

These　glories　were　unimaginable—but　the　city　was　real。　He　stood　for　a　moment　on　themelting　snow；　distracted；　and　then　began　to　run　down　the　hill；　feeling　himself　fly　as　the　descentbecame　more　rapid；　and　thinking：　‘I　can　climb　back　up。　If　it’s　wrong；　I　can　always　climb　back　up。’

At　the　bottom　of　the　hill；　where　the　grou