The Eureka sentinel. [volume] (Eureka, Nev.) 1902-current, 1913-05-03

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the habits If boyhood told now. |
found il harder than cver to get into
things. | found myself more and more
the mere spectator of life-not "a hap
by existence. nor a good foundation
for an American To begin the duties of
life with
Il should think not" said Jacquelipe
severely. II she had pity for the lone
ly little boy she had no mercy for the
man. "And 50 because you idled
through college and liked il. YOU came
iIe,e to Venice TO idle away the rest of
your life?" she asked. with some corn.
We'll. IL was hardly so deliberate as
that" | said patiently. NO. | went
back to America. and for the first time
came face to face with my father.
At least. II was the first time that he
had taken the trouble to- speak to me
In i heart 10 heart sort of way. You
know my father well. 80 | needn't ex-
patiate on his virtues
J%acqueline smiled. Rut no malice
lowered on her lips as on mine. Amer
lean women are supposed to demand
much of their husbands and fathers.
But at least they respect the husbands
and fathers who toll that they may
play. SO she answered primly:
Il have always found your father n
most interesting man. know he
! loves you in his way. That you have
So little ambition is the bitter disap-
pointment Of his life. lie has often
spoken of you TO me"
Yes. yes | said hurriedly. mo
doubt he loves me In his own fashion.
But we hardly understand each other.
The morning after | landed from Eng
land. after ] had taken my degree, he
called me into his office ~and'asked me
without any preliminaries what |
thought | was fit for. | told him that
| really hadn't any idea. He thumped
his great fist on his desk and mared;
SO far. young man. your mother has
had her turn. She's mammied you
and made Il fool Of YOU with your Eng
lish education and English accent.
Now it's my turn. Go back TO Ger
many. Stay there two years. and
| NVllt biAh ~ chemist want gVh "
help me In the factory
II never dreamed of opposing him.
was rather relieved to get out Of his
presence. So ! took the check that he
handed to me and shook him dutifully
by the hand. 'Goodby. he said. and
when | say a chemist | mean "A good
chemist. If you aren't that you
needn't bother to come back at ALL
The next morning | engaged passage
for Bremen"
The rest | know about said Jac-
queline. looking at her watch.
II dare say, only | should like you to
understand il from my point of view
| | went to Berlin. My name was en-
tered on the roll of students of the
university. ] drank a lot of beer, but
| studied very little chemistry. At
the end q: my two years probation |
began to think with apprehension of
my fathers parting words: And Il
good chemist or you needn't trouble to
come back
And then one day when | was quite
at a loss what to do ] received word
that my mother had died suddenly.
She left me Il small fortune.
II dreaded more than ever to return
TO my father. Why should III began TO
ask myself. Why should II echoed my
one friend.
.''rhis friend was II wizened. eccen-
tric, boaStful little man, but with an
undying enthusiasm for the rare and
the beautiful. lie spoke cunning words
TO entice me: Your fathers idea of a
successful life is one of work and yet
more work-of tasks and habits that
bind one more and more ineXorably as
thc years 20 on. This is not success
nj all. but the direst failure. \ life
made up of habits and tasks that safe
Ia steer one through ones existence,
minute by minute, is n life with all the
excitement and keen delight and &C.
stosy left out. To live such a life is
to be a machine and no man.
Come he said. with me To Venice.
will show YOU how To live. why
| should YOU 20 back to America ana
/ fine hideous: There are millions OF
fools 10 labor doggedly to keep the
world a-eoing. Why should you he
dragged into the ranks of the slaves
To the lash|
.Tbere is something rather fine about
II ALL" said Jacqueline wiStfullE' hut
there's sophiStry somewhere. Ana u
seems hrutally selfish
"sophistry. Selfish How subtle the
.opbistry and selishnesS alone can
tail Dear .Jacqueline. ! had left one
,ntn. art of my calculations in huild-
m. this FOOLS paradise
and thatY'' .I%acqueline looked uou-
hled | know she pitied me.