Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1910-10-15

He liked to get Roses ideas and criti-
cisms-sometimes, to his surprise, they
appeared upon reflection to contain
much of good sense-and apart from
this. he believed that II was in this way
he could pass the fairest and the most
searching judgment upon his laoors,
and after all, the question or Deheht
apart. the sound of his voice was in
nowise distasteful to him. Nor could
he well be blamed. 1t was q pleasant
voice and well-modulated. and through
its medium he liked to think
around his subject, to get the
swing and cadence of each varying
phrase, before at length ne came
to make his last fair copy" and thus
to transmit his ideas to paper In maj
form.
"'sir Charles Grandson Rose, n
read, sis beyond question most skill
fully drawn, with all the authors great
of those quiet little strokes
and touches, one superimposed on n
other. which at last give US the por-
trait of the man, standing forth from
the canvas in all the seeming reality
of flesh and blood How does that
strike you, Rose?"
The girl wrinkled her pretty fore
head. We'll, father" she answered, a
little obviously, "for one thing, l doht
know that / think It's quite true. L
always thought Sir Charles was a ter
rlble prig; horribly self-satisfed ana
altogether too much taken up with
maryellng at his own virtues. l don't
believe, you know, that a man X
Sir Charles ever could assume for any
one the seeming reality of flesh ana
blood The seeming reality OF a lay
figure / think, would be about the
nearest phrase one could properly use.
Henry Carleton hastened to dissent.
mo, no, my DEAR" he returned, you're
quite wrong. Sir Charles wasn't per-
feet. Richardson was far too clever to
fall into that error. Sir Charles had
his faults, and the author in his con-
Guiding note takes special pains TO
draw attention to them. He had his
faults. but then his virtues so far out
weighed them that they sank into in
significance. hen there was Lovelace,
whose faults were so pronounced, n
who had such a lack of my redeeming
virtues, hal he is at once to be con-
demned as a character thoroughly im-
moral, serviceable ethically only to
point the awful example of talents
misspent and energies abused. And
midway between the two is Mr.. B.,
who also had his failings, but who
finally atoned for them by his con-
d~escension in marrying Pamela. The
trio. l think, point the way to the
authors whole philosophy OF life. We
have our faults, even the best of us.
We can't help them. But on the other
hand. by constant endeayor, we al
do so much good that In the
end we counterbalance the evil we
do. and so to speak obliterate ii
altogether. Very good, I think, and
very sound. An interesting title for
a little essay, The Balance, don't you
think so, Rose?"
The girl looked doubtful. "Why, no.
she answered, ito tell the truth, I
don't. / should think that was a pref
ty dangerous doctrine. Good and evil
debit and credit. I should think IT
was a very grave question whether any
amount Of good could ever really bal
ance one conscious evil act. Take
Mr.. b., whom you've just quoted, for
example. / could never, In reading that
book think of him as anything but q
great, hulking, overbearing. arrogant
animal, and the shameful way in which
he treated poor Sally Goodwin is a case
right in ~point-that was something no
man could ever atone for, even by a
series Of the finest deeds in the world.
No, father. l think, If / were you, l
shouldn't try TO justify a theory like
that. I'm afraid II isn't sound"
Henry Carleton frowned. Non
sense he cried, for him a little ir-
ritably, 'it5s perfectly sound. / could