The Mobridge news. [volume] (Mobridge, Walworth Co., S.D.) 190?-1917, 1910-01-28

I "Oh-still there. Dick3 Just listen 4
this" He began to read frem th'
brown book in his hand.
"Oh. bother!" said Richard impa
tiently. Translate It, won't you
Seth? What is 1t, anyway? l can,
understand Greek"
The old man waited a moment as II
searching for fit words, and then read
in a clear, full voice that cOntrastet
oddly with his uncOuth appearance:
III thou art panied by any externa
thing. 1t is not this thing that disturbs
| thee. but thy own Judgment about It
and 1t is in thy power to wipe out this
Judgment now But II anything In thy
own disposition gives thee pain, who
| hinders thee from correcting thy opinion
| And even if thou art panied because thou
art not doing some particular thing which
| seems to thee to be right. why dOst thou
| not rather act than complain? But some
| nsuperable obstacle is in the way? Dc
| not be grieved then. for the cause OF II
| not being done depends not on thee
| Therefore the mind which is free from
passions is a citadel. for man has moth
| ing more secure to which he can fly fol-
He then who has not seen this Is an ig.
norant man; but he who has seen 1t and
does not fly to this refuge is unhappy
That's all bosh!" said Richard ir
litably THE fellow that wrote II
never had anything worse to bear
than the toothache."
He stopped a minute and then be-
gan again abruptly, the words tum
bling out What can l dO?-I can't
stand it thought I'd stay home and
fight it out. But l can't. It's killing
me-but don't want to go away" he
added
He had sunk again into the listless
attitude. 1T isn't worth while
nothing is worth while"
His companion said nothing. He
was watching the lstless figure keen.
ly, as a physician might watch a rest
less patient Have you thought Of
killing yourself?" he said at last.
The young man started and flushed.
"Yes"-under his breath and half
shamed-"but somehow l don't dare.
But l can't bear to live either" he
went on. Perhaps il could get
away from folks the way you have, l
could stand it."
The other looked up quickly. He
waited minute. Then he spoke with
slow emphasis. You're not going to
spoil your life. I've spoiled mine.
That's enough"
'It isn't spoiled. You are con.
tented. You believe all that stun
about philosophy and your mind being
an impregnable citadel. Perhaps
should, too, after awhile"
Resignation isn't living" said the
old man bitterly. Il had power, l tell
you" He was sitting erect and his
eyes flashed. 81 had a mind, and be-
cause a woman Tilted me l threw 1t
away. l buried myself. Don't do It.
Dick" his voice had dropped, no
woman is worth it. Be a man. Show
that you are made of better stun"
Again his voice rang out as if he were
addressing a jury He was transfig-
ured.
Richard, watching, understood for
the first time what his grandfather,
Geoffrey Crane, had meant when he
used to speak of Seth Kinney's power
and of his spoiled life.
In a flash the young man, looking
into the future, saw himself in the
older mans place. His figure
Strengthened and his hand clenched.
The teeth behind the square jaw
came together with even firmness.
What shall l do?"
You'd better go to college," he said
at last. You have Latin enough. I'll
teach you Greek and you can work up
the mathematics by yourself. Go to
work. Work hard. Don't give your
self time to think. That's the way
out"
The young man rose, shutting his
knife with a snap. "All right. Seth.
wait a minute" The old man
mounted a chair and searched among
the worn volumes on high shelf. He
selected one and, slapping the GOV.
ers together, handed it to Dick.
Learn the first 20 pages" he com.
manded. when you are ready. come
and recite."
When Richard was outside the door
he looked at the title-page in the fad.
ing light. 1t was "The Elements of
Greek Grammar-Taken Chiefly from
the Grammar of Casper Frederick
Haschenberg, 1920"
(TO BE CONTINUED.)