The Winslow mail., 1914-10-17

august and have a right to be lived
through on their merits No day
should be sacrificed on the grave OF
departed events. What do you think
OF it, Wilhelm?"
For the noble, yes, all days should
be noble"
Exactly my position" said the
king, and felt pleased at what he had
been saying.
And then, since the American press
ed his idea, the king contrived to Shift
the talk from the question of celebrat-
ing the epoch they were making to
the question Of the probabilities that
lay ahead. Here every one became
ditfident They could see the world
unified at peace, but what detail was
to follow from that unifcation they
seemed indispOsed to discuss. This
diffidence struck the king as remarka-
bic. He plunged into the possibilities
of science. All the huge expenditure
that had hitherto gone into unproduc-
tive naval and military preparations
must now, he declared, place research
upon a new footing. "Where one man
worked we will have a thousand" He
appealed to Holster. 1--WE have only
begun to peep into these possibilities"
he said. "You, at any rate, have
sounded the vaults Of the treasure
house."
They are unfathomable," smiled
HOlsten.
Man" said the American, with a
manifest resolve to justify and re"
instate himself after the Pickering
contradictions of the king, ''man, l say,
Is only beginning to enter upon his
heritage"
Tell us some of the things you be-
lieye we shall presently learn, give us
an idea of the things we may present
y do" said the king to Holsten.
Holsten opened out vistas.
Science" the king cried presently,
sis the new king of the world
Our view," said the president, ''is
that sovereignty resides with the peO-
ple."
NO." said the king, "the sovereign
is a being more subtle than that. And
less arithmetical Neither my family
nor your emancipated people. 1t is
something that floats about us and
above us and through us, 1t is that
common. impersonal will and sense
of necessity of which science is the
best understood and most typical as
pect 1t is the mind of the race. 1t
is that which has brought us here,
which has bowed us all to its de-
mands."
He paused and glanced down the
table at Leblanc and then reopened at
his former antagonist.
"There is a disposition" said the
king, ito regard this gathering as if it
was actually doing what it appears to
be doing, as if we ninety odd men of
our own free will and wisdom were
unifying the world. There is a temp
tatiOn to consider ourselves exception
ally fine fellows and masterful men
and all the rest of it. We are not.
doubt if we should average out as any
selected body of ninety odd men. We
are no creators; we are consequences,
we are salvagers or salvagees. The
thing today is not ourselves. but the
wind of conviction that has blown us
hither"
The American had to confess he
could hardly agree with the kings es-
innate of their average.
"Hosten, perhaps, and one or two
others might lift us a little" the king
conceded But the rest of u.s."
His eye fitted once more toward Le-
blanc.
Look at Leblanc" he said. Hes
just Il simple soul. There are hundreds
ana thousands Like him. | admit d
certain dexterity, a certain lucidity,
but there is not a country town in
France where there is not a Leblanc
or so to be found about 2 o'clock in its
principal cafe. It's just that he isn't
complicated or super-mannish or any