Evening star., 1926-02-14

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hotel. attending aWA%MM~
lecture by the 4 yf$MNW
most remarkable "a rNNM~A
speaker you ever vi NNWWN;E'l
heard'-Which, in 's~Sf N MlVWntoS *
n sense, was true. ~ III Ml'WFS
Next to the Bob SHW VI lWI/H( y
man sat q she Ib-tsi.eH TT/)1H =
hermit, VINO in her N, /N /JI(-IN
wears OF solitude fH EIZ-O
has adopted Mar TN " fN
Gus as an elder ~ - ~ {
brother, and Plato VI ~
as her literary
Pa. Otherwise.
she didn't count. -
The remarkable one ran alons
beautifully. skimming ideas from
classic originals and adopting them as
his own-until he got to high place
where he felt called on to crltlclse
that Architect of whom we oelleNe All
things and know nothing. He, hlm-
self, could have made Il petter
world
Old age and death are mistakes.
Had | created this world, couiu nav
made health catching iiiS'e' VI
disease ..,, 49,,
The Bob-man bolted in Win an
,nterr,ption. which was halted by the
she. hermit, who jabbed him In the
arm, And as she had never before
laid ewes on him. he naturally paused
FOR explanation. While he was DOING
#. the coterie-meaning bunch-broke
out in a rash of applause ana the
protest was buried under iaurels.
Let him be happy cautioned the
woman. If he wants TO father
Ingersons foolish theory
TT is a splendid idea. my dear lazy.
If, as my friend. InGerSoll said, heatn
could be catching. this world would
be a heaven on earth
mo, Sir. II would make US so
miserable that you and l ana every
body would be crying out to Father
Time to hurry up with ms scSlhe
How do YOU suppose we would be aple
TO turn around or raise crops II no.
body died? AS it is. a big lot OF us
live too long to suit young folks
hankering for our shoes. This world
is all right. And when the time
comes. we will find that the Power
that knew enough to build it is quail-
fed to make a better one. But, "neh
1t comes to Ingersoll, l could beat MS
plan all to smash.
The Bob-man took the boast with
commendable pleasantly and asked
for details-but it isn't polite to talk
while a lecture is going on, so the she
hermit subsidized, to consider socially
with herself-you know how 1t is, II
you have to live and Hve-alone:
"If l had to make a world. l would
let my humans grow to half the Bloie
limit, and then turn them backward
until they died of cholera uranium.
There would be no loneliness or heart
breaks of old age. and none of the
terrors of death-just childhood and
vigorous middle-age, with the expert
ences of the first half of the journey
to help out in the round trip to the
nursery.
Look at the women, will YOU, My
wife is one of them: lathering com
plimerts on that fake-stealing his
thunder from my friend. Ingersoll. 1t
would serve him deuced right if l was
to show him up before the whole
crowd
But he didn't. of course. seeing that
no man or woman outside the cad
class ever humiliateS a fellow being
before those who believe in him. And
the Bob-man was not that kind.
Neither was the hermit.
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a CHURCH is a silent place on a
weekday. but one woman, who
Hikes silent places. went through an
ever-open door and Slipped into pew
far down the aisle. People came in,
knelt few moments, and went out
again, but one man remained long
enough to concentrate attention.
His face was old and brown and
prayerful. And his hands were clasped
as little child is taught to pray.
When you are in a big. silent church
on weekday, you think curious
things. To the woman. it seemed that
though her own earth earthly eyes
could see but a tiny light glowing
crimson before marble altar, it might
be-it might be-that the rapt and
rigidly upright figure was one of the
Wise Kings, come again, and that
once more he had followed a Star, but
of course, he couldn't have been
a king. because:
When she saw him outside. he was
just a peanut peddler with a pushcart.
THIS is about a man with a prob
lem. There was another man on
the side. but he didn't count. except
for scenic detail. And. if you are
gifted with second sight, YOU might
have noticed a shadowy figure in the
background-in misty white. With
wings
The problem took the shape of a sill
yer quarter And the man who owned
It held it on an extended palm. as he
soliloQuized his indecis. m W'H"ther to
spend it on a shave, or a MP of that
something that the whole country
seems to be buying, under cover
both of which he needed.
How about couple of near beers?"
II was crafty suggestion, but the
man on the side might as we'll have
contided it to the electric standard
which was serving him just then, as
the Duke of Argyles post served his
shepherds.
The other man kept shifting his
quarter so that the sunshine blazed it
into q spotlight. And on his lace was
the complacency of him who controls
the power to obtain at least one of the
boous of life. The man on the side
might have posed as life-siZe image
of Envy And the shadowy figure
stepped unexpectedly into the fore
ground as if to take a hand in the
game.
"At the worst, / can shave at home,
but if 1 hunt up little gin. my wife
will be sure to -"
please, sir. buy Il pencil. l haven't
sold one. and I'm most starved
She looked it. Furthermore, she
was a pathetically old and genteel SYM
boil of that most respected being of all
earth: somebody's mother"
So the man forked over his quarter.
And he will probably never give the
incident another thought until-some
time-some where-a voice Will say
to him:
II was hungry. And YOU fed Me.
4 MSTERDAM - founded on 80
"A islands, guttered by miles of liquid
streets, and spanned by over 300
bridges-is called the Venice of the
North. But it is only the kinship Of
water. You respect the Dutch. but
you just dearly love the Queen of the