The Mena weekly star., 1909-08-05

t1uy quVtc Muiiet. h AaNOrite Of yoursf'
 TT have no favorites in lltoraturo ,i
 "Indeedf Odd also.
 "I read an article, which strikes my fancy I Tn sure I like the writer. The pext day, perhaps, read somethino from the same author, that sex ne cur rent of my opinion as strong in the op. posite direction. Again, I read and am prsjudiced; some later work calls forti my sincerest admiration. !"
 "I look upon writer's work as an in dex to his nature. By his work I judge him"
 "Doing the nuthor great injustico Hu- man nature Is made up of so many, and 70 varied, and often antagonistic traits that correct deduction is almost impos sible even after close analysis of his work. The different traits of human na. ture are ever warning with each other Today the good may be in power, and the writer sends forth something in uni. son with his feelings. Something worthy of a place in the Sabbath school library. Later the evil may have gain ed the ascendaney, and the result be something 80 unfavorable as to be tab ooed by the most lenient guardian of the laws of purity. Today genius burns flashes of inspiration, meteor-like, illum. mate the brain, giving birth to ideas des lined to go sounding down the centuries Tomorrow the spell has passed. The brain is sluggish, ideas dull, the chile born in this mood and sent forth for rec ognition meets failure Its parentage ii doubted, and 1t is looked with disfavof upon by the reading public
 Then, If not by his written thoughts, how are we to judge the writerf As . general thing, Mrs. Sanders, there is ar under current of true feeling heard ant understood, above the roar of rhetorical flow or numerous platitudes.
 "Perhaps It Is well that 1t fs so, fo, it is hardly fair to condemn person for one or even dozen mistakes We are all creatures of impulse. Slaves of cir enmstances-"
 Unconsciously she leaned toward the visitor, while speaking. Her eyes wert glowing, on either check crimson spot burned.
 The man was wondering If there was an undercurrent that'he had failed to un- derstand. Some special meaning back of Ter words3 The woman was wondering fl the man was forming an estimate of Ter by the one great mistake of her life. Never had she 30 regretted her marriage. Reasoning along the line oi his last thought the man decided tbai A would be wise to get away from tho subject
 "Am glad to hear you express yourself as you do, Mrs Sanders, hoping you will judge me more leniently. What must you think of me forcing myself upon your hospitality with an inn easy of accessi However, if you've ever seen the struc ture honored by the title of hotel, you will understand"
 "And readily enter into the feelins which prompted you to accept any prom ised, if unknown haven, hoping for some thing better than the port in sight. Mrs. Sanders leaned back in her chair. A look of relief crossed her face. A smile broke the tense lines about her mouth. She continued. "No apology is necess- ary. A traveller, from our own country, we hail with feeling somewhat akin to the wild delight of Selkirk when the yes ssl hove in sight. "
 "Yes, I knew Elba would be glad to have somebody to talk to, about books and pictures, and that sort of thing. She gets 60 tired hearing about the mines, and all that stuff she's not interested in
 "T ain t much on discussin' books. Brave and Jocko are no better and Bios som not quite old enough, so between us all Elba has pretty dull time"
 The miner pushed the monkey aside, and turned his attention to his visitor. '
 "Bus," he continued, 1T had another, and I think you will say better reason for bringing you home with me. knew from the signs, that the enemy was close on to us, and tomorrow you I'd be pris- oner. A weeks imprisonment in min ing camp is not a jolly outlook for a fellow used to good keep, 80 thought I d try to get you into better quarters than the hotel promised !"
 "I don't understand you," Mir. Law renee looked from the miner to the min CT z wife, questioningy.
 "Elba does. She knows what that bloody sun, and the wind and thunder growing in the gorges, means. .'
 Each time the miner spoke his wife | name, that same peculiar expression seen on the face of the visitor, when first pre- sented retArned.