The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1906-07-19

o Clock, and I'll sgo riding before that a
time, the, very horses tremble. Consider
What going TO bed at 10 9 clock would
I'll have considered it often. We
should be spared q large number OF
very Indifferent plays; q great many
falsehoods would not be told to our
acquaintance. old gentlemen would
not, under such circumstances, need to
go to Carlsbad TO be scrubbed: You
food; learn what the country is to those
who really know it; and, perhaps, dis
cover that strange personality, yourself.
Why should we be SO frightened Of
such an excellent companion9 Men and
women tell YOU that they do not like
the desire to keep self at distances
The fellow would be troublesome, ask
questions, and that sort of thing. But
let others always be shouting in our
ears (and modern society has excellent
lungs), then we keep the stranger. out
and are glad to quit (, OF him: Some
one of them. When my work gets hold
of me I cannot answer common ques-
ton decently. Sometimes wake up
suddenly and say, my dear Gavin,
how are you getting on and what have
you been doing all this timer, l be,
come solicitous for the fellow and want
to peep into his private books. That
is often at dawn, Lady Evelyn, Just
when the sun is shooting up over the
horizon. Then man may not be
ashamed to meet himself. For the rest
of the time he is often play-acting.
A faint blush came to her cheeks ana
she turned away r-head.
"Why not if play-acting amuses U.S.
Perhaps we are not all contented with
that amiable stranger, ourselves; Some
other figure of the present or the. past
may seem more desirable as q friend.
Is there any law of Nature which COM
pels us to take one personality rather
than anotherf Cannot you imagine
man or woman living years of make
believe always, If by play
acting they can discover a world more
desirable than the one they live ins
We speak Of imagination as rare gift.
I doubt if it is so. Even little chill
dren have their dream worlds, and they
are more remarkable than any books.
I would say tkta your outlook is too
limited. You see one side Of life, Mr..
, Ord, and quarrel with those VINO can
look tolerantly on both. -
Gavin was honest enough to admit
Eyes, he said: IT grant you that
selves, some Of us would commit sui
eide. The age is to blame for the ne
cessity. We have not color enough in
our lives, and even our devotions are
often entirely selfish. Witness the case
of modern millionaire who is proud
Of being called hustler. This rogue
tells his friends that he has no time
for ordinary social intercourse. Ny
answer is that he ought to be hanged
out Of hand. Such fellow never
comes face to face with himself once in
twenty years. Men envy him ard yet
despise him. Take the meanest hero
of medieval fiction and place him side
by side with Gould or a Vanderbilt.
What a very monarch he becomes!
Total up the riches of trust and re-
member Mozart died Of starvation. Vul-
garity everywhere-none of us is free
from it. Our very ambitions are ad-,
vertised."
?" And we have not even the courage
to hide ourselves in nunneries.''
They would come here with cam
we must accept the position frankly
and make the best of it. That carries
me round the circle. BY getting up
with the sun we see something of our
selves sometimes. Our work is not then.
the whole occupation Of the day.
but yours, surely, is not work you
$50 little that fear-it on that very
is going to make a captive of me. I
shall know every stone of it before
month has passed. will tell you then
all it's truths and all its fables. The
dead will become my intimate friendg.
I shall reconstruct from the beginning.
I must do it, for how shall I dare to
touch the hallowed walls unless some
thing of the builders secret is known
to me. In six months time I will show
the harvest of dreams. In six months ,
time
ttIn six months time! What an age
to wait! / may not be in England
them
.You will return to be my critic
may never return
Never return! my dear lady, you
could not possibly desert Melbourne
Hall. The very stones would cry out
upon you''
"oh," she said, looking straight
like England, Won Know