The Madison journal. (Tallulah, Madison Parish, La.) 1888-current, 1919-09-20

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Fanny Minafer was one of the people
: who drew his conclusion. for she cut
the article out and inclOSed it in n
letter to her nephew. having written
on the border of the clipping. Il VOL
der whom it can mean. ~
! George read part of it:
We debate sometimes what is to be the
future of this nation when we think that
in a few years public affairs may be in
the hands of the fin-desiecle gilded
youths we see about us during the Christ
mas holidays. Such foppery, such luxury.
such insolence was surely never prac-
tiCed by the scented overbearing patri-
clans of the Palatine even in ROme's
most decadent epoch. With his airs of
young MILFORD. lis fast horses. his gold
and silver cigarette cases. his clothes
from New York tailor. his recklessness
of money showered upon him by indulgent
mothers or doting grandfathers, he re-
spects nothing and nobody. He is blase
II you please. Watch him at a social
function, how condescendingly he deigns
to select a partner for the popular waltz
or two-step; how carelessly he shoulders
older people out of his way, with what a
blank stare he returns the salutations of
some old acquaintance whom he may
choose in his royal within to forget!
One wonders what has come over the
new generation. OF such as these the re-
public was not made. When we compare
the young manhood of Abraham Lincoln
with the specimens we are now producing
We see too well that 1t BODIES i'll for the
twentieth century,
George yawned and tossed the clip
ping into his waste basket, wondering
why his aunt thought such dull non
sense worth the sending. AS for her
insinuatiOn, penciled upon the border,
he supposed she meant to joke-a sup
position which neither surprised him
nor altered his lifelong opinion of
her wit
He read her letter with more in
tereSt:
. The dinner your mother gave for
the Morgans was a lovely affair. 1t was
| last Monday evening, just ten days after
you left. 1t was appropriate that your
mother, herself an old friend, should
| semble a representative selection of Mr..
| Morgan's old friends around him at such
time. He was in great spirits and most
entertaining.
He will soon begin to build his factory
here for the manufacture of automobiles,
which he says is term he prefers to
"hOrseless carriages" Your Uncle George
told me he would like to invest in this
| factory, as George thinks there is fu-
| ture for automobiles; perhaps not for gen.
eral use, but as an interesting novelty.
which people with sufficient means would
like to own for their amusement and the
sake of variety. However. he said Mr.
| Morgan laughingly declined his offer as
Mr.. NJ. was fully able to finance this VEN
ture, though not starting in a very large
! said npOTla ra
manufacturing automobiles in different
! parts of the country with success. Your
father is not very well. though he is not
actually i'll, and the doctor tells him he
ought not to be so much at his office, as
/ the long years of application indoors with
no exercise are beginning to affect him
| unfavorably, but | believe your father
would die if he had to give up his work
which is all that has ever interested him
outside of his family. | never could I'M
derstand it, Mr.. Morgan took your
mother and me with Lucy to see Mod
jeska in Twelfth Night yesterday eve
ming, and Lucy said she thought the duke
| looked rather like you. only much more
! democratic in his manner. Hoping that
You finding college still as attractive
as ever,
Affectionately
AUNT FANNY.
George read one sentence in this
letter several times. Then he dropped
the missive in his waste basket to
join the clipping. and strolled down
the corridor of his dOrmitOry to Dor
row copy of Twelfth Night" Hav-
| ing secured one he returned to his
study and refreshed his memory of
the play-but received no enlighten-
ment that enabled him to comprehend
Lucy's strange remark. However, he
| found himself impelled in the direc-
| ton of correspondence, and presently
wrote a letter-not reply to his
Aunt Fanny.
Dear Lucy: No doubt you will be sur
prised at hearing from me SO soon again.
| especially as this makes two in answer
to the one received from you since getting
! back to the old place. / hear you have
! been making comments about me at the
! theater, that some actor was more demo-
cratic in his manners than | am, which |
| do not understand. You know my theory
of life because | explained it to you on
our first drive together, when | told you
l would not talk to everybody about |
things l feel like the way l spoke to you
of my theory of life. 1 believe those who !
are able should have true theory of life |
and l developed my theory of life long, |
| long ago.
Well. here l sit smoking my faithful
briar pipe, indulging in the fragrance of |
my tabac as i look out on the campus
| from my many paned window, and things !
are different with me from the way they
were way back in freshman year | can |
see now how boyish in many ways | was |
then. l believe what has changed me as |
much as anything was my visit home at
the time | met you. So / sit here with |
my faithful briar and dream the old
dreams over as it were. dreaming of the |
last night before we parted. and you told I
me the good news you were going to live !
there. and would find my friend waiting |
for me when | set home next summer
/ will be glad my friend will be waiting |
for me. ! am not capable of friendship
except for the very few. and looking back |
over my life, | remember there were times |
when l doubted If | could feel a great |
friendship for anybody-especially girls |
Here in the old place | do not believe in |
being hail-felow- well-met with every |
Tom, Dick and Harry just because he |
happens to be a classmate any more than
L do at home. where | have always been
careful who l was seen with. largely on |
account of the family. but also because |
my disposition ever since my boyhood has |
been to encourage real intimacy froES but |
the few
From several letters from NV mother. |
and one from Aunt Fanny | hear Won are |
| seeing a good deal Of the family since l |
left. / hope sometimes you think of the |
/ VNNn 49, l., -