The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1906-09-26
Wednesday, September 26, 1906.

incompatible charm, must now be all 1
nonresident for him. Whatever power
he had must not be spent elsewhere:
She must cease-all thought OF her !
must cease.
Then, like the drivingwheel Of some
engine just beginning to haul its pom =
derous weight out Of the depot, the
power Of the divine mind began to s
move within him. Once and again the :
wheel spun round, not biting the rail.
for the load was very heavy, but soon
the driving power began to move him,
weight of trucks. It was dark under
the roof Of the depot, but outside there
was sunshine. The only real force in
the world could manage it., but the .
engine had to strive and strain and grip :,
the rails. Sometimes it seemed as it the :
weight behind was Unreasonable, some
times it seemed as if the force that
broken with it. But he knew, that it-.s
tie atom Of agonized yet Irapturous
consciousness, which was all that he
could refer to as himself, knew that it.
and it's freight, were in control of the
one thing that cannot possibly make
mistake. For that one thing. is love:
in whose hands alone the whole world
is safe and saved.
The fire had gone out when he got
up from his chair some hours later.
and the bitter frost had frozen the
glass Of water he had poured out. But
he broke the crust Of ice on it and
drank. And in two minutes he was
undressed and asleep, having I e plunged IsS
ened into sheer laughter of Joy.
Thurso awoke next morning feeling,
50 he told himself, the stimulus and
exhilaration Of a new climate, and the
bracing effect of dry, sunny, frosty
morning After the narrow berth OF
his cabin, it had been luxury to sleep
in proper bed again, and it was lux
ury. also to lie at ease in it now. How
from about IL the night before till
, $685. slept dreamlessly, without those
incessant Z wakings from agonized
dreams of desire which had so obsessed
him during this last week. No doubt
: this change from the sedentary life OF
= the ship to the wider activities Of the
land accounted for that, and, anyhow;
he felt the place and the air suited
him. Yesterday had passed pleasantly.
: too; he, Maud and Cochran had been
for long sleigh drive in the aft ernoon.
and-there was no use in denying it
Cochran was a very attractive fellow.
He had the tact, the experience, the
manner Of a man, and yet all these
were somehow STEPPED in the exquisite
effervescence and glow of youth. New.
{ er had Thurso seen the two: so won
., :derfnly :; combined youths enchant-
ment'' Vas his still, the eager vitality
of boy ,.-..~= l, $
hours talk with him alone, and, at
whole history Of his slavery. And,
/ somehow, that recital had been in no
way difficult. He felt as if he was tell
ing it all to one who understood him
better than he understood himself; one
who did not in the least condOne or
$3.50 seek to find excuses for the miserable
tale, but one to whom these hideous
happenings appeared only in the light
of nightmare, as if Thurso had had a
horrible dream and was just telling him
a dream only. -
And at the end Cochran had still
been genial. :,
he said, "for I guess you haven It kept
anything back. Sometimes people have
sort Of false shame, and won't tell
one what perhaps is the very worst of
all. Well, how can one take it to In
finite Love to destroy and abolish If
one doesn It know what it is ~
-. Thurso was possessed of great cour-
Z tesy Of manner. 81. +
Quite So, that is. only reasonable, .
he said. But to himself he thought
s. how odd it was that so traightforward
and simple fellow should have such a
crank. Not that he was not perfectly
willing to let the crank do what he
could for him-he would have worn any
amulet or charm if anyone seriously
thought it could help him.
tt:Well, now, before Is 90 back to
town for the night continued Coch-
ran, . I want to start right away with
you on this. Remember, first Of all,
that all that you have been suffering
from is unreal. u: 1t has no: true exist
ence. Try TO. get that into your mind
the more you ans;Stnake Yourself
think that, the quicker your cure will
be. A patient can help his human
doctor by determining to get well,
can't he? Well, you can help me by
trying to realize that you never have
been really i'll. There ism t such a
thing as real illness, '' =
"Do you mean that net only are the
!. effects Of the. drug unreal, but the cray:
ings for it are unreal? One can only
Judge by one 8 feelings; ones feelings
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