The Jennings daily record. [volume] (Jennings, La.) 1900-1903, 1902-03-06


The play was Richard IT.. and It
was during an intermission that l no
ticed him sitting opposite--a shriv-
He'd little man, colored in faded sepia
tints, with blind-seeming eyes. BY
hose eyes 1 recognized him; for when
I had las. seen him, fifteen years ago,
lie had not been shrivelled at all and
that head half bald and half gray, had
been well covered with rich brown
ocks; but the same eyes-the same In
Prospective look that the Greeks gave
their statues by dispensing with eyes
altogether.
l was filled with sympathy. What
could have changed him so? HI
health? Trouble? My dear old profess
5or, Chrysostom Goldenmouth, Silver
tongue, as l had fondly nicknamed him
in boyish admiration. For Professor
GustiS had the r&rest gift of eloquence
hat l have ever known, and could
pour forth al: unprecedented flood OF
beautiful, classical English for couple
Of hours at time. He was that most
attractive kind of literary man, natur-
ally a poet, but with a solid, labori-
ously-acquired foundation and super
structure of logic. So when he spoke
you would be sure of beautiful image
", sometimes Springlike, Chauncerlan,
With the delightful changing light and
shade of the first fuller-lighted days
of March; again, there was never any
one who could be at the same time so
tropical and yet so chaSte. Neverthe-
less, it was not for this that he spoke
or you heard him. There was always
a clear message, a profitable instruc-
ton.
His fault, and that an ineradicable
one, was a lack of sympathy with life
his life was entirely in his mind,
He was conscious of this, and had
tried to overcome it, l am sure, for |
awe never known anyone more I'M
failingly kind and cordial of manner.
But his refinement was so far removed
from the crudity of ordinary mortals
that he was necessarily isolated. Yet
these same crude ordinary mortals are
honest enough to acknowledge real su-
periority when it comes before them
so that ne had goodly number of ad-
mirers and friends after all.
l crossed the theater. took the va
cant place beside him and was soon
listening to richer conversation than
that of old days.
We'll, John. | was quite proud the
other day to see that one of my old
boys had taken his Phi. D. | congrat-
ulate you"
Thanks, yes-and what are the
rights and privileges appertaining
thereto? On commencement days
President C utters that phrase
with a large and lordly air, as though
he We're conveying to us some mys-
FERROUS wealth, a veritable treasure of
Monte Cristo; and at the same time he
s.r.lcs, a generous, yet slightly hui
mOrOus smile-the same that one
wears in the game of Hold fast what |
give you What does he mean?"
Why. the right to work Alright. You
know low to work in the domain of
truth and light. The right to delve in
the mines, to plough the fields, to
forge the metals to traffic in all the
rartS and on all the seas for the ben
eft of humanity. The privilege of
holding communion and intimate com
partnership with the great minds of
this and every age Well may DR.. c.
smile to feel himself the almOner of
such gifts as these, John; how noble
is The life of the searcher for truth by
the inductive method. Who loves the
truth so much as he who makes him
self a slave for the truth?"
Just then Richard did something
bad and the people laughed again.
why are these people laughing? A
high moral Indignation would seem to
be more appropriate
"Ah, my boy, still good at asking
questions. Richard Crouchback is a
fairy tale to brighten children with.
King Shakespeare is only trying to
make our halr stand Pleasantly on
end, and in as open and miscellaneous
manner as Stevenson in some of his
horror or Orphant Annie with her
witch tales by the evening freight
You know Shakespeare is far from be-
ing historically servile in this play
1t is he and not Richard who does
these prOdigiously Immoral. not i'm
moral. things, for the simple purpose
&C causirs us to go back to the days
Of our childhood, before We beca rae
casuists. the days when we could u,
amused by Bluebeard and Jack tn,
Giant-killer"
Still | wondered. What has changed
him so? What can have changed hin
so?" but | dared not ask MIN. Never
told you Zone Of his experiences, i'm.