two o'clock
There in the hills I should at least be away from the scenes which , in the few hours since my return , had begun to spell insufferable _ ennui _ . Yes , I said I would meet Mr. Weighborne . Why not ? Having promised to be on hand at two o'clock , I began a strange quest that came to nothing . In Times Square and Park Row I spent several dusty hours running through newspaper files , and going back to dates five and six years old . I was hunting for a pictorial section of the same general style as that which bore the portrait . I found one or two printed with a like make-up on similar paper , but not even of the exact size , and although I followed these through the Sundays of several years , I came in the end only to the conclusion that the paper had been printed outside of New York .