Soapy is the major character and so he is protagonist in the story. He realizes that he can have a better life than this. An accommodating magistrate would do the rest. Leave a Reply Your email address will not be published. In his fancy the Island seemed an unattainable Arcadia. Was no cop going to touch him? He would pull himself up, out of the mud.
He saw his worthless days, his wrong desires, his dead hopes, the lost power of his mind. Its food was not so good. Then he came to another cop standing in front of a big theater. What he wanted was coming toward him. Soapy fears the winter, considering that he is homeless and lives on the street.
He even knows where he can get a job. This time he felt very certain that he would be successful. The policeman saw a man half way down the block running to catch a car. The moon was above, lustrous and serene; vehicles and pedestrians were few; sparrows twittered sleepily in the eaves--for a little while the scene might have been a country churchyard. Or How does Soapy try to stay warm during the cold weather? However, Soapy was not like that. His biography shows where he found inspiration for his characters.
He began thinking of what he would like to eat. He arrests Soapy for loitering, or vagrancy not having a place to live or a way to support yourself. He would make a man of himself again. Soapy finds an invasion of his privacy more of an imprisonment than actual prison. This is in contrast to the other characters that Soapy encounters during the day.
What does this tell you about him? On the previous night three Sabbath newspapers, distributed beneath his coat, about his ankles and over his lap, had failed to repulse the cold as he slept on his bench near the spurting fountain in the ancient square. Soapy made his small plans for going to the Island. He is happy the way he is and his only worry is the winters of New York. People would plan holidays to Southern parts of the country like Florida or take a Mediterranean cruise. He remembered that his life contained such things as mothers, flowers, high hopes, friends, clean thoughts and clean clothes. I would have spoken to you sooner, but the cop was watching.
Soapy's thoughts are interrupted by the long arm of the law. This article needs additional citations for. He did not want the restaurant people to feel any real anger. The most pleasant way was to go and have a good dinner at some fine restaurant. The conjunction of Soapy's receptive state of mind and the influences about the old church wrought a sudden and wonderful change in his soul.
Soapy tried to keep himself warm on the bench in Madison Square by wearing his coat to sleep and covering himself with a set of three newspapers. When he ate a huge meal at an average restaurant and could not pay for it, he was thrown out on the street. Soapy realizes that if he hopes to be comfortable in the winter, he must find a warm place to live. Soapy made his small plans for going to the Island. Some people go south for the winter, but Soapy isn't that big on traveling.
When he had finished, he said that he and money were strangers. Strong and ready hands turned him about and conveyed him in silence and haste to the sidewalk and averted the ignoble fate of the menaced mallard. He looked quickly around into the broad face of a policeman. She seemed to be a very nice young lady, who would not want a strange man to speak to her. Three months of assured board and bed and congenial company, safe from Boreas and bluecoats, seemed to Soapy the essence of things desirable. Unfortunately he does not succeed.