The Madison journal. (Tallulah, Madison Parish, La.) 1888-current, 1916-03-11

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 or
three miles of water between them
and the point where the MacedOnias
had been dropped, and then headed for
home. The wind had fallen to whis
per, the ocean was growing calmer and
calmer, apd 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
robbed; and the boats were hoisted in
amid curses, which, If curses had
power. would have settled Death Lar
sen for all eternity-"Dead and
damned for a dozen iv eternities.
commented Louis, his eyes twinkling
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 a dozen feet awav,
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 its clear and belllike tone. All. il
! 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, | 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 al
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 fol
good" was Maud Brewster's answer
There you are!" he cried at her
half angrily. Your words are empt!
to me- He who delights the mos
lives the most, and your dreams anC
unrealities are less disturbing to you
and more gratifying than are my fact:
to me. Dreams must be substantial
and satisfying. Emotional delight II
more filling and lasting than intellec
tual delight; and. besides, you pay TO
your moments of intellectual deligh
by having the blues. Emotional deligh
is followed by no more than jadet
senses which speedily recuperate.
envy you, envy you"
He stopped abruptly, and then oil
his lips formed one of his strange quiz
zical smiles. as he added:
It's from my brain envy you, TAX,
notice. and not from my heart. Yo'
have no facts in your pocketbook."
He ceased speaking. and his gaz
wandered absently past her and be
came lost in the placid sea. The oil,
primal melancholy was strong upol
him. He was quivering to it. He ha,
reasoned himself into a spell Of tn
blues, and within few hours one coul,
look for the devil within him to be u
and stirring. l remembered Charlie
Furuseth. and knew this mans sad
ness as the penalty which the material
list ever pays for his materialism.