The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1916-04-27

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came to climbing or running through
the trees. and Lop Ear and | were
awkward and numbering and cowardly
| I'm comparison.
She was an orphan. We never saw
her with any one, and there was no
telling how long she had lived alone IN
the world. She must have learned
early In her helpless childhood that
safety lay only In flight. She was very
wise and very discreet. 1t became /,
sort OF game with Lop Ear and me to
try to find where she lived. 1t was Ger.
tain that she had tree shelter some.
where. and not very far away, but trail
her as we would, we could never find
1t. She was willing enough to join
with us ut play I'm the daytime. but
the secret of her abiding place she
guarded jealousy.
II must be remembered thar the de.
scriptlon | have just given of the Swift
One is not the description that would
have been given by Big Tooth. my
other self of my dreams. my prchls.
toric ancestor. 1t is by the medium
of my dreams that |. the modern man,
look through the eyes Of Big Tooth
and see
And so II is with much that narrate
/ OF the events of that faroff time. There
is duality about my impressions that
is too confusing to innct upon my
readers. shall merely pause here In
my narrative to indicate this duality.
this perplcXing mixing Of personality.
1t Is ]. the modern, who look back
across the centuries and weigh and
analyze the emotions and motives OF
Big Tooth, my other self He did
not bother to weigh and analyze. He
was simplicity itself. He just lived
events. without ever bordering why he
lived them in his particular and often
erratic way.
AS I, my real self, grew older. I en-
tered more and more into the sub.
stance of my dreams. One may dream
and even in the midst of the dream be
aware that he is dreaming. and II the
dream be bad. comfort himself with
the thought that 1t is only dream.
This is common experience with all
Of us. And so II was that I, the mod.
ern. often entered into my dreaming.
and in the consequent strange dual
, personality was both actor and spec.
tator. And right often have I. the
modern. been perturbed and vexed by
the foolishness. illogic. obtuseness and
general all round stupendous stupidity
Of myself, the primitive.
And one thing more, before end
this DEPRESSION. Have you ever dream.
ed that you dreamed? Dogs dream.
horses dream. all animals dream. In
Big Tooth's day the half men dreamed.
and when the dreams were bad they
hOwled in their sleep. Now !. the mod.
ern. have lain down with Big Tooth
and dreamed his dreams.
This Is getting almost beyond the
grip of the intellect, know, but / do
know that have done this thing. And
let me tell you that the flying and
crawling dreams Of Big Tooth were as
vivid to him as the falling through
space dream is to you.
For Big Tooth also had an other self.
and when he slept that other self
dreamed back into the past, back to
the winged reptiles and the clash and
the onset of dragons and beyond that
| to the scurrying, rodent-like life of the
tiny mammals and, far remoter still.
to the shore slime of the primeval sea.
j cannot. dare not, say more. 1t is all
too vague and complicated and awful.
/ can only hint of those vast and ter.
rife vistas through which have peer
ed hazily at the progression of life-not
upward from the ape to man. but up
ward from the worm.
And now to return to my tale. /.
Big Tooth. knew not the Swift One as
creature Of finer facial and bodily
symmetry, with long dashed eyes and
bridge to her nose and down opening
nostrils that made toward beauty. /
knew her only as the mild eyed young
female who made soft sounds and did
not fight. l liked to play with her-I
knew not why-to seek food I'm her
company and to go bird nesting with
her. And | must confess she taught
me things about tree climbing. She
was very wise, very strong, and no
clinging skirts impeded her move.
ments.