The Oakley herald. [volume] (Oakley, Idaho) 1908-1961, 1920-01-30

you have them you'll no longer be
afraid OF thought In itself, and when |
you are freed of that fear you wiz
find that sincerity ceases to be son,
versational bad taste. 1t becomes
rather weapon. the only probe that
can pierce the armor of individuals,
for of course you know that every per-
sonallty wears she'll thick or thin,
close joined or loose"
| She turned her eyes and looked him
up and down fleetingly. "What else
will your philosophy do for me?" she
asked.
what else?" he repeated. at will |
make you gloriously independent-re-
duce you to the three elements of con-
tent-health, honor and an inner |
fame"
Lets begin with the inner fame"
she suggested. 1T sounds mystic"
But 1t isn't" he replied. TITS the |
most practical thing in the world Am
bition Illusion, youth, are a few of its
commoner applications, but the one
that comes nearest to imprisoning it in
a phrase is, breath of life"
Andrea studied him almost impa-
tiently; inwardly she was rebelling
tremendously at finding herself so con-
tinuaIIy interested by one who was
even at the moment calmly doing her
great wrong. II he had spoken as
didactically about his precious phil
, osophy she would have found herself
at once; but he hadn't. In that point
more than in any other lay the charm
, charm? Well, call it charm, anyway,
| of this unusual male.
Having thought the matter out with
] a view to hearing him browse some
4 more, she said, Cant you bring 1t
little nearer?"
"I'll try" he answered after a pause
: Breath of life is that quality which
holds back a man from marrying for
: money and urges another to the de-
: sertion of wife and children because
Il he's bored, that makes preacher leap
from the pricking pinnacle of dogma
s to the heart of the Red Light district
4 and his own destruction, that leads the
4 king-bull of the herd to impatient paths
of lonely meditation. In short, it's
q the perpetual vigilance of self at the
Z apparent risk of the SOUL"
II "Sort of sublimated egoism," re-
II marked Andrea.
II "Selfshness, you mean?" He shook
N his head. "It's not even on that plane
~ it's so much over it that selfishness as
a quality is merely one Of the pebbles
on the beach below it that the sea has
| been grinding down to uniform char
acteristics for hundred years. Alive
it's fame dead, it doesn't even leave
4 a corpse"
NJ Andrea yawned. "Now honor" sh'
III said
III won't you talk little?" said tn
II man. Defining is great game ant
II l don't want to hog all the fun. Speal
for your class. What's honor?"
Andrea thought for minute; the
= she smiled. with women, it's keepln
J anywhere this side Of the Rubicon
W She paused.
= "And with menu" he urged.
with men it's the art OF not &c
as ting caught"
'o- capital - he exclaimed.
"Yes," she murmured. II thougl
700 you would like those answers" I
.clx stared at her, but she kept her fa'
,at innocent of malice. "Now tell n
what honor really H."
ire II believe you could have told me
he answered, except for the fact tn
on your exceptionally good taste ba
sincerity. It's what is left Of morali
an when you're sure no one is looking"
ON Andrea stifed another yawn. "Son
ifl- of the things you say" she gaspe
'ave almost clever enough for a boz
flo to read in bed"
life Il beg your pardon. I'm sorry" sa
nv the man and clapped his hands loud
A bundle under the tree, wrapped I
head and all in a blanket, resolved
self into Bathtub rubbing sleep out
his eyes; arose, seized a rope on
od pulley and hauled. The circular me
ere quito net rolled up from about Il
tho table.
sba "Will you go to your room and t.
She me if you have everything?" asked t
had man. Everything necessary. NEAR
ian,
yet II
ORC II Andrea mes on a hunt