The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1920-09-02


ously from out the green
NJfGl tangle. ana perchod on a
smooth black rock before
my tent From considerable nc
auainuance, he knew that I was
harmless. and. being in n social
mood. bs paused and combed his
whiskcrn. polished the end of his
nose, and smiled on me with his
bright black eyes. then he scam
pcrcd away In search OF amusement
and suntenancc. hope he hasn't
forgotten the hoard OF watermelon
seed he has cached under the vine
sar jug. Also hope he derives more
satisfaction out Of those seeds than
I did out OF the melon. lugged
that melon to camp on a hot day, and
my mouth was watering for It's juicy
redness every step OF the two milea
I carved into the rich. deep. red
heart OF the five cents apound lux
ury. and discovered n hide bound
mess OF unripeness within. Water
melons In this country are n great
disappointment but. coming from a
land where melons grew on vines
the deprecated currency. still keep
honing for a melon In July. and still
keep throwing my money away ON
grecn-bound denominations.
But 10 return 20 that chipmunk:
lie reminded me OF childhood. for In
his frinky. capering. ever-prying.
giecful activities. ne pcrpetuauy re.
sal4A. xt.. ~ .ttfAx.ta - ola.
GE HAVE been watching a
stream OF bubbles fuifiil
A their destiny at the end OF
IQ6Rl n rifle in the tiny brook bc.
fore my tent door. They
constantly stream down the center
OF the Tiny current and some ride
high and fair around the bend and
into the future; others dash them.
selves on this waiting pebbles: others
burst without apparent cause. just In
midgrream OF their career; others are
caught Ia their fair course. somehow
set DETECTED bit from the current.
eddy about and about In little whirl
pools and back currents. until they
vanish thru sheer ennui at their use.
less round.
And because man r. Q meditative
animal. always seeking reasons and
always measuring cventuaiities by
the yard stick Of his own slow inch
green worm that humps its back and
inches along 40 toilfuliy--weii. ther.
because OF this innate yearn towards
comparison. I wondered IL men were
not driven - the bubbles. and II
some OF us were not borne 10 the
rocks. some 10 the quick. fair cur.
rent that sweeps US high around the
corner 20 what men call success. and
some TO the back eddses and weary
returning waters. where we fret our.
| selves with tho useless friction OF
our own senscieas motion until ve
burst
Sometimes boxing It thess busy
bugs. daruns 70 and fro about me:
these two.lcggcd. helpless. earnest
insccu, carnivorA maxnmAiiia--
whoa, there Amt no Sch thing as an
insect naxnmailiS-Anyhow looking
at tho great bug NAN. In his buzz
rings and his booticss contrivings. I
wonder whether he. too. 10 not as
the bubbles. coming around the cor
ner from nowhere and going In an
awful hurry TO not much Of any
where.
I think this doctrine OF the uiu-
mate uselcssness Of human activity
Is horrible. and yet squirting back
thru the dusty. rotung aeons. and
noting the apparent uselcssness OF
most human activity, the scientific
mind might be pardoned II II infer
rcd something much different from
the popular. pepfui. hright-stars inst.
over.thcre doctrine we all have fed TO
us from every syndicate editorial.