The star. (Reynoldsville, Pa.) 1892-1946, 1910-07-20

p+AoNhs hal NtlluAilg q HuNNA
book Let me see-what was it he
said about dual 'personality?" He
picked up the volume and turned back
3 few pages. Here it is" He held
The book under the light of the stud.
ent lamp and slowly read a para.
graph.
The normal man has a double per.
eonafity. There is himself as his
friends know him, This il the actual
man 10 outward appearances. Then
there is the man the man knows
she man of the actual mans magma
tion--the man of his dreams-.the
nan he would like to be-the man
ne envies. If the actual man be mild
and irresolute the man of his dreams
rs bold and firm. IL the actual man
be tfznid the dream man is heroic. II
khe actual man be bold and resolute he
Will create a creature who possesses
the milder virtues he lacks. Can this
dream ideal be crystalized into some
ching real, can it be moulded into
ehe character of the actual man? Can
ehe actual man so concentrate his
thoughts upon this double that he
can bid it step from the gilded frame
of fantasy and then amalgamate it
Sith Understanding out his person
aiitY and filling in his deficiencies? |
say yes. bid the actual man expert
ment with his double. Try it on some
small detail. Do as the other man
would do. Try it."
{ The reader laid down the book.
What's queer stuff" he muttered.
He looked at the title page, Quail
ties. by William Vogel, eh?" He clos
ed the book. You are an adept at
writing nonsense, William" he said
"Of course know the man you mean.
Yos are right about that. know
I'm mild and irresolute and he's bold
and firm. I've thought about him
good deal. I'll admit envy him and
often wish had some of his cour-
age. Now that you tell me there is
something substantial about him, Will
ta-s Vogel-which is foolish, OF
eonrse-T'm going to honor you by
giving him your name" r'he man
ssddenly laughed and was about to
turn down the light when he paused
and picking up the book took it to
ehe bookcase and dropped it behind q
row OF books. 81 don't care to have
Angie bothered by your philosophy,
William" he said. He paused a mo-
Ment by the table. He was a slender
naa of medium height, man of 40,
Eight haired and pleasant faced.
He turned out the lamp and went to
bed.
Ath the breakfast table the next
morning he looked across at his dark
haired little wife.
Pm still in quandary, my DEAR"
ne said, as he put down his coffee
mp.
"0ver that Edwards tract?"
Yes, my dear. | don't know |
what TO do about it. | wish | had |
more confidence in myself. I'm so
shamefully irresolute."
The little wife shook her head at |
Aim.
Now, John Sinclair" she said, |
you mustn't worry. 1t upsets you
SO. Let the tract CO."
He arose from the table.
"a'm going to consult William Vo-
get about it," he suddenly said.
who is William Vogel?"
He's the mar on my floor in the
bame line of business"
well, don't be rash,"
~Kash!" repeated John Sinclair, al
most bitterly. 81 never was rash in
my life. Goodby dear"
When he came home to dinner the
vatchful little wife saw that his
fxce was flushed and his eyes shin
ing
What is 1t, dear?"
I'm pleased over a little incl
dent that happened on the elevator
in our building tonight" he answered.
The elevator man is surly fellow,
big and bull-dozing and everybody
has seemed afraid of him. But |
had William Vogel with me in the
car and when the big brute growled
something impudent to a little type
writer girl who got on at the tenth
A0or William opened up on him hot
and heavy. never heard a more
pcppery dressing down. The fellow
tO0k it like whipped puppy. And,
Say, yon never saw man more
pleased than William vogel was
v1hen that little typewriter girl,
with tears in her eyes, thanked him
1nr protecting her."
dis wife looked at him curiously.
~You seem to think highly of this
M. Vogel." she said
1--WE admired him for a consider
able time," John Sinclair replied, and
mis- face suddenly flushed. ITO
morrow he is going to hear all about
mat Edwards tract"
do you have SO much confidence
n him. John?"
He suddenly smiled.