The morning call. [volume] (San Francisco [Calif.]) 1878-1895, 1890-10-19

fobidden, as such things tended to under
mine the principles of equality. They made
men think, and the men that thought grew
cleverer than those that did not want to
think, and those that did not want to think
naturally objected to this. and being in the
majority. objected to some purpose. He
said that, from like considerations, there
were no sports or games permitted. Sports
and games caused competition, and compe>
tition led to inequality.
] said, How long do your citizens work
each day ?"
all the remainder of the day belongs to our
selves"
"Ah! that is just what was coming to-"
| remarked. Now, what do you do with
yourselves during these other twenty-one
hours?"
"Oh, we rest"
'What! for the whole twenty-one hours 2"
"Well, rest, and think, and talk"
"What do you think and talk about?"
ION. Oh, about how wretched life must
have been in the old times, and about how
happy we are now, and-and-oh, and the
Destiny of Humanity"
Don't you ever get sick of the Destiny of
Humanity"
"No-not much"
And what do you understand by it?
What is the Destiny of Humanity, do you
Ihink"
"oh-why TOTO go on being like we are
now, only more so-everybody more equa |,
and more things done by electricity, and
everybody to have two votes instead of one,
and"
THAT will do; 1 don't want to hear any
more about that Is there anything else
that you think Of? Have you got relig-
ion?"
"Oh, yes"
And you worship GodP"
''Oh, yes.
What do you call him?"
",Ihe Majority
"One question more. You don't mind my
asking you all these questions, by the by,
do you?"
''Oh no. This is all part of my three
hours labor for the State"
''Oh, Pm glad of that. l should not like to
feel that was encr0achipg on your time for
rest; but what wanted to ask was, do many
of the people here commit suicide?"
No; such thing never occurs to tllem."
| looked at the faces of the men and
women that were passing. There was a
patient, almost pathetic expression upon
them all. wondered where l had seen
that look before. 1t seemed familiar to me.
All at once l remembered. 1t was Just
the quiet, troubled, wondering expression
that had always noticed upon the faces OF
the horses and oxen that we used to breed
and keep in the old world.
No. these people would not think Of sui
eide.
Strange! How very dim and indistinct
all the faces are growing around Inc, and
where is my guide, and why am [ sitting on
the pavement? And. bark! Surely that is
the voice of Mrs. Bicycles, my old landlady,
Has she been asleep a thousand years, too!
She says it is L O'clock, only II, and Pm not
to be washed till haf-past four, and [ do
feel 50 stuffy and hot, and my head is aching.
Uulloal Why I'm i'll bed, Has it ali been
dream, and am back in the nineteenth
century?
Through the open window Ihear the rush
and roar of old life's battle. Men are fight
ing, striving, working, carving out each
man his own life with the sword of strength
and Will. Men are laughing, grieving. low
ing, doing wrong deeds, doing great deeds,
falling, struggling, helping one another,
living.
And | have a good deal more than three
hours work to do to-day, and | meant to be
up at Z; and, oh, dear do wish l had not
smoked so many strong cigars last night.
THE END.
Copyright, 1890 by NE -dutho''s' ARidnce