Tensas gazette. [volume] (St. Joseph, La.) 1886-current, 1916-04-28

boat. The hunting. for us, was spoiled
There were no seals behind US, and
ahead Of us the line of fourteen boats,
like huge broom. swept the herd be-
fore it.
Our boats hunted across the two OF
three miles of water between them
and the point where the Macedonia's
had been dropped. and then headed for
home. The wind had fallen to a whis
per. the ocean was growing calmer and
calmer, and this. coupled with the
presence of the great herd, made a
perfect hunting day-one of the two or
three days to be encountered in the
whole of lucky season. An angry lot
of men, boat-pullers and steerers as
well as hunters, swarmed over our
side. Each man felt that he had been
robbed; and the boats were hoisted in
amid curses. which. IL curses had
power. would have settled Death Lar
sen for all eternity-"Dead and
damned for a dozen iv eternities."
commented Louis, his eyes twinklng
up at me as he rested from hauling
taut the lashings of his boat.
Listen to them, and find If it is
hard to discover the most vital thing
in their souls" said Wolf Larsen.
Faith? and love? and high ideals?
The good? the beautiful? the true?"
Their innate sense of right has
been violated" Maud Brewster said.
joining the conversation.
She was standing dozen feet away.
one hand resting on the main shrouds
and her body swaying gently to the
slight roll of the ship. She had not
raised her voice, and yet was struck
by it's clear and bell-like tone. All. it
was sweet in my ears!
"A sentimentalist." he sneered. like
Mr.. Van Weyden. Those men are
cursing because their desires have
been outraged. That is all. To lay
hands on their purses is to lay hands
on their souls"
You speak so calmly" she began.
But do not feel calm; could kill
the man who robbed me-" he inter.
rupted. Yes, yes. I know, and that
man my Furthermore sentiment!
BAH"
His face underwent sudden change.
His voice was less harsh and wholly
sincere as he said:
You must be happy. you sentimen-
talists. really and truly happy at
dreaming and finding things good. and
because you find some of them good,
feeling good yourself. Now. tell me.
you two, do you find me good?"
you are good to look upon-in
way" qualified.
There are in you all powers for
good" was Maud Brewster's answer
There you are!" he cried at her.
half angrily. Your words are empty
to me. He who delights the most
lives the most. and your dreams and
unrealities are less disturbing to you
and more gratifying than are my facts
to me. Dreams must be substantial
and satisfying. Emotional delight is
more filling and lasting than intellec-
tual delight: and, besides, you pay for
your moments of intellectual delight
by having the blues. Emotional delight
is followed by no more than jaded
senses which speedily recuperate.
envy you, envy you"
He stopped abruptly, and then on
his lips formed one of his strange quiz
zical smiles. as he added:
Its from my brain envy you. take
notice. and not from my heart. You
have no facts in your pocketbook."
He ceased speaking, and his gaze
wandered absently past her and be-
came lost in the placid sea. The old
primal melancholy was strong upon
him. He was quivering to it. He had
reasoned himself into a spell of the
blues, and within few hours one could
look for the devil within him to be up
and stirring. | remembered Charley
Furuseth. and knew this mans sad
ness as the penalty which the material
list ever pays for his materialism.