The Elk Mountain pilot., 1902-02-25

The play was Richard Ill., and II
was during an intermission that l no
ticed him sitting opposite-a shriv-
elled little man, colored in faded sepia
tints, with blind-seeming eyes. BY
those eyes l recognized him; for when
had last seen him, fifteen years ago,
he had not been shrivelled at all and
that head, half bald and half gray, had
been well covered with rich brown
locks; but the same eyes-the same in
Prospective look that the Greeks gave
their statues by dispensing with eyes
altogether
was filled with sympathy. What
could have changed him so? Ill
health? Trouble? My dear old profess
sor! Chrysostom, Goldenmouth, Silver
tongue, as l had fondly nicknamed him
in boyish admiration. For Professor
Eustis had the rarest gift of eloquence
that l have ever known. and could
pour forth an unpremeditated flood of
beautiful. classical English for a couple
| of hours at a 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
ry, sometimes springlike, Chauncerian,
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
clear message, 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 1t. l am sure. for l
have never known anyone more un-
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.
80 that he had a 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 a richer conversation than
that of old days.
We'll. John. l was quite proud the
other day to see that one of my old
boys had taken his Phi. d. / congrat-
ulute you"
Thanks. yes-and what are the
rights and privileges appertaining
| therefor On commencement days
President c. utters that phrase
with a large and lordly air, as though
he were conveying to us some mys-
terious wealth, a veritable treasure of
Monte Cristo; and at the. same time he
smiles. a generous. yet slightly hu-
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 how 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
marts and on all the seas, for the ben
eft of humanity. The privilege of
holding communion and intimate COM
panionship with the great minds OF
this and every age. Well may DR.. c.
smile to feel himself tho 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 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 frighten children with.
King Shakespeare is only trying to
make our hair stand pleasantly on