The Ouachita telegraph. [volume] (Monroe, La.) 1865-1889, 1889-07-27

l0ooi0oOlo,, Win d lOtCo uSo = v'e. W
on, vtgor and felicity Of phrase that p
.arried you through its most glarlng n
its most appalling lapses 81
81 taste, the book fairly took the G.
reader by storm. 9
Here was q clear case OF hgs from
thisties.
was bearing himself under his success, 7
which must surely have satisfied, for
the time being at least, even his enor-
NOUS claims.
Was that ludicrous, pathetic gap be-
tween his dues and his preteDsiOns at
last brldged oveI?'' II
T asked myself this and many more
questions. but q natural hesitation to G
hunt up the successful man where the 9
Obscure one had entirely escaped my
lmemory prevented me from taxing
any steps to the renewal Of our &C.
quaintance.
But Cohen, as may be supposed,
was beeinning to be talked about,
heard OF, and occasionally met, and l
had no doubt that chance would soon
! rive me the opportunity 1 did not
fee, justified in seeking.
il There was growing up, naturally
enough, among some of Us Cambridge
mem n sense that Cohen had been
hardly used, that { l do not think this
. was the CASEY he had been uDjustIy
treated at the university. Lord Nor
3 wood. whom came across one day at
q the club. remarked that no doubt bis
j. widespread popularity would more
j. than atone to Cohen for the tioutiDg
/. no had met with at the hands Of Alma
y Mater. He had read "Gubernator;"
r IT was clever, but the book repelled
: |htn. lust as the man, poor fellow, had
3. always repealed him. The subject d:d
n not seem 10 Interest him, and he went
le of shortly afterward with BIount and
D. Leuniger.
A few weeks later I met Cohen ut a
10 club dinner, given by distinguished
a man of letters. There were present
IS notabilities Of every sort-Nterary,
dramatic, artistic--but the author Of
u sOubernator'' was the lion OF the eve
H. ming. He rose undeniably 10 the stu
US alton, aud roared as much as was DC
of mauded of him. His shrill, uncertain
ed voice, pitched in a loud, excited Key
%. shot this way and that across the Ia
al lille. His strange, flexible face, witt
it, tue full, prominent lips, Rlowed AM
at luulyered with animation. Surely thi
&c, was his hour of triumph.
ne He had recognized the at once, AM
after dinner came round to me, hi
Of shoulders in his ears, as usual, hoidin
of ont his hand with beaming smile
IT. He talked of Cambridge, of one or Nv
i'm mutual acquaintance, without embal
rassmeut. He could not have bee
Ike less abashed If ne had wound up hi
mic career at the university amid tn
,a. cheers of an enthusiastic Senate Hous
When the party broke up he cam
ICE, over to me again and suggested that
the should go back with him to his room
It: He had never had much opinion
OF me. as he had been at no pains to col
tal. ceaj. and I concluded that he was
my a mood for unbosoming himself. Is
v AZ 1T seemed that I was wrong, and
walked back TO Great Russell stret
v of where he had two large, unttdy room
en- almost in silence. He told me that
was living away from his family,
,ud. uuexpec ted legacy from an uncle ha
YOU ing given him Independence.
nv $50 the fates aren't doing 1t
I ia halves?' / remarked, in answer
this communication.
[ all ooh, no,'' he replied, with certn
moody irony, staring hard at me on
lini- his, cigar.
40 "Do you know what success means
he asked suddenly, and in the gu
was ton l seemed to hear Cohen the pose
the always at tho elbow of, aud not
Ok ways to be distinguished from. Cob
stark -nakedly revealed.
was "Ah, no, indeed
"a a sit means-inunIation by. the g
INSET, ond-rate."
men, "What does the fellow want:
~ a cried, uncertain As to the extent of
seriousness.
,ut 1 81 never," he said,"was Il believer
mex, the half loaf theory"
past "It strikes me, Cohen, that your
rect looks unccmmoniy like whole O
{. he as loaves go on this unsatisfnct
ther, planet.
liscu- He burst into \ laugh.
.ouu, "Nothing," he said presently, "
ting alter the relations of things-their |
itIng msncut, essential relations.
,usly .rney shall know, they shall uns
stand, they shall feel what am L
eseen is what used 10 soy to myself in
pass. old days. L suppose, now, 'they
.otice know more or icss, and what of the
being 81 should say the difference fl
your point of view was very &
:ectly one. But you always chose 10 cry
! me, the moon.'
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