The Tomahawk. [volume] (White Earth, Becker County, Minn.) 1903-192?, 1917-02-15

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understand. It's in the American
People, I guess it's a case of profess
sional rivalry which can drive his car
harder and faster, and the man who
wins the Savannah race will naturally
be the hero in her eyes. No wonder
the poor fellow wants to get out of
the hospital in time for that event"
"Just like Byzantine times" said
Doctor Immanuel; and then we knew
he was riding his hobby again.
Doctor Emmanuel was telling me
this afternoon that the Greeks in
vented automobile racing" said, ma
liciously. "You referred, Of course,
doctor, to the fact that the Byzantines
were crazy over chariot racing, and
meant, I take it, that Harris and Nor
ton we're once competitors in the stad-
| ium for the laurel wreath and purse"
"Certainly," answered the little doc
! tor, nursing his knee. Nations are
reincarnated as we'll as individuals
Just as ancient Greece, with her un-
| paralleled painters, sculptors and
architects, was reborn as the Italy of
the middle ages, with Michaelangelo,
Rafael and Da Vnci, and Rome lives
again in England, so America is
Rome's mightiest offshot, Byzantium.
How can you doubt these parallels?
What were the Roman qualities?
Justice, ACKNOWLEDGEMENT, a very poor
appreciation of the arts but an I'M
equaled sense of law, which gave us
f11 lotS 0f q.
tenn of Jurisprudence until the common
law of England spread through the
English-speaking world. Has any
country but England inherited the Ro-
man instinct for self-government?
And is the Englishman a member OF
an artistic nation?"
"Well," said I, "but how about
America being Byzantium?'
Il am coming to that" the doctor
answered, letting his knee fall. Il
shall pass by the common social in
stincts of the two nations, their amaz-
ingly similar love OF luxury, and sup
port my case by a single parallel.
What is it that unites every American
to his fellows on certain days of the
year in a communion of passionate
ecstacy?"
"The presidential election" said
Tarrant, laughingly. ',.-
"The Fourth of July said /.
"Pshaw, gentlemen; guess agaln!
"Baseball!" shouted the millionaire.
Eyes, or, in it's wider application,
sport. You know, Of course, that the
Roman passion for games reached It's
apothesis in Byzantium. At the chart
OF races the Greens and the Blues
fought and mauled one another as saw
agely as Orangemen and Hibernlan
today. or the hackers of opposing
baseball teams would wish to. Well.
gentlemen, to cut this disquisitlon
short, 1 have discovered who Harris
and Morton are"
The doctor rose and walked toward
our hosts well-tilled library shelves,
which were stocked with books of an
| cient history and antiquities-hls
| hobby. He took down a stout volume
bound in calfskin and turned the
pages until he found what he sought.
He seemed about to read it, but sud-
denly replaced the volume on the
shelf.
"show US, Emmanuel" pleaded Tar
rant.
mo, gentlemen; not until my faith
| has been vindicated," the doctor an
| swered. "But 1 will tell you. Harris
| in his last birth is named Hippias, and
was the son Of a Bithynian slave.
Morton was named Coluber, and was
also a slave, but in the palace of JUS
tinian. He was skilful charioteer'
and drove Empress Theodora's chari-
OTIS when she entered them in the
races. The men were rivals for the
love of a beautiful slave Of the en-
press named Iris"
"And Iris is"
"Mae Connolly, the woman in this
case. Hers was the name that Harris
whispered as he recovered conscious
ness"
do you claim, doctor" said Tar
rant, chat we must return to earth
to 20 through the weary round Of our
past lives, with all their sins and fall
ures-and even successes" asked our
host, seriously. Il confess that that
prospect is not an alluring one. l, for
example, have not the slightest wish
to be a millionaire thousand or M
teen hundred years from now. l
would like something different"
"Only when the past life has been
cut short without the fulfflment OF Its
destiny" answered the doctor grave
ly. -
"You told me once, think" said
Tarrant, chat it was sometimes posi-
BILE to discover these lost secrets by
hypnotism?"
Eyes, rarely. All dreams of an in
tense nature, all the imagfnings of de
lirium are usually reflection of for
mer experiences. How else should
these thoughts come to one?'
"But you did not hypnotize Harris!'
HE was already hypnotized."
How so?"
"By the monotony of the races by