Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1906-05-10
MASTERS OF MEN
A Romance Of the
NEW NAVY
nv MORGAN ROBERTSON
opynshsed BY Cum, Publishing Co and Doul,bsy
Page n Co.. 1901.
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CHAPTER XXX.


perience does man acquire con-
science. Continuing on from the en-
bryonic reproduction of organic
change of the lower to the higher
types. the young Of the human spe-
cies takes up at birth the progress
Of the ape-like men, and--in the case
Of the male----lives through every
chapter of human history. The small
boy in his primal impulses Is as saw
age as his prototype OF the jungle.
He Is afraid of the dark. he is afraid
of the storm. and whimpers at the
sound of thunder. In this. of course.
he Is worthy OF pity and comforting
words; but, when he has conquered
his cowardice to the point where he
dares pOunce upon weaker crea-
ture, he will torture It mercilessly.
His occasional comhats with his fell
lows are always short--a few blows
are given, and one fees, pursued by
the other, courageous because conf
dent. But should the vanquished,
with blind rage serving for courage,
return to battle the fight will be re-
versed.
Epitomizing as he does the infancy
of his race. boys attitude toward
the world Is antagonistic. Yet there
are times during his passage through
the NeolithiC Period when he would
rather beat you at marbles than
frlghten you with a pistol. Later on
he prefers the latter. Then there
are times when nothing suits him
but a bow and arrow times when
he will hide for days in a cave which
he has found or dug for himself like
his cave-dwelling ancestry, when he
will practice strenuously at Ratchet
throwing, knife throwing, spear
throwing, and Is Joyful. of eoui when
he can hssak window with stone
rom his sling. banded with others
he will often cruelty maltreat a
weaker boy--a caps.ve from anoth-
err neighborhood. and his hunting
games-survivals OF the chase
sometimes end fatally TO the losers
He is robber for the love OF the
spor.- But In time-somewhe be-
tween the ages Of fifteen and twenty
one--these primitive attributes, I'M
ward, and good example, may be CIV
flied out of him, and he becomes 1T
for acauaints nceship. But he never
ceases to lie.
The development Of the girl differs
slightly from that Of the boy. Very
early--perhaps in the prenatal life
abe lessee the killing impulse, and
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jealousy or motherhood. Leaving
her Paleolithlc brother 10 work out
his own salvation In his own way, the
baby girl leaps at once into the
Observation-Disclosures Of the Middle
Ages. with its emotionalism, It's en-
thusiasm, and its supernaturalism-
which existed In women before the
Middle Ages were dreamt Of. She Is
monitor and n preacher from
promptings within herself, and when
she has learned to talk she tells her
small brother what he should and
should not do-not because she
knows, but because she feels. She
remains in the Middle Ages while she
lives, a preacher, a monitor. a dicta-
tor. She is often no more than a
nagging scold. but on the whole her
life is cleaner, brighter, and more
moral than that of her brother.
Once past the sugar bowl period. her
pi1fering propensities are easily
hropped-or suppressed until pow
erty or kleptomania bring them to
the surface; but her cowardice, nour-
lshed and conserved by physical
weakness. often remains with her to
the end. and in mendacity. compelled
by the restrictions placed upon her
by society. she outclasses her
brother. A man is by nature a liar
from the cradle to the grave. A
woman is more-she is an actress.
And this brings US to the object of
this analysis. We know that Dick
Halpin has painfully struggled from
The Age Of Stone into the Age of
Iron. We must also know that Bes-
sie Fleming-sweet. and wholesome.
and lovable--is a fibber. AS to
evidence Is not clear
On the following Sunday the two
girls. each suitably arrayed. went to
Ihurch, and when the service was
Ger, met in the vestibule. After
lSsses and compliments they went
but together, and Bessie said effus-
vely:-
But where have you kept your
Ielf. dear? Why, | haven't seen you
since before the riot. Wasn't 1t
lreadful?"
Wasn't It? have been i'll all
me week" answered Mabel. Il only
got out to-day"
Weren't they horrid? They al
most killed poor Dicky; they swung
him arund by his chain and he hasn't
been himself at all since then. And,
do you know. 1t was Dick Halpin-
our Dick. for whom we named him
who rescued Dicky. Wasn't It nice?
Such coincidence. too"
Did ne? understood that he
was the ringleader-the master
spirit"
Not at all Mabel. You know
always stood up for Dick, and always
will, He was quelling tho riot all
the time"
II thought Mr.. Breen did that
he. and father, and the firemen"
But Dick WAS first. was stand
ing in tho doorway got dreadfully
wet--and saw It all. saw you.
Mabol Did Won see Dick7 Isn't hA