Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1929-01-17

body, from Shakespeare and his Bacon,
to Jonah and his whale! I'm going to
turn all my property into annuities and
come here to stay, Rad. I won't create
a scandal-because we can have any,
body for chaperon from the original
DorcaS to st. Genevieve! And shan't
have time to compromise you when
can pal around with Charlemagne, or
Valentino, or Rameses II, or Kublai
Khan!" She shrieked with laughter.
''Oh, dear, oh, dear! All this and
wishing ring beSides!"
But you must already have great
organization, Radley," said Mr.. Norman.
Who was it you just now directed to
draw in our garden?"
IAN assistant upstairs" replied
Brainard. "I have the whole of the
next floor above-and the roof"
Full Of people working for your"
"Yes-a few Of the people who work
for me are there"
And do they all know your secrets?"
asked John.
some Of them know something
about EN-"
"But aren't they wild about it?" de-
manded Carol.
Radley shrugged. what would you
say IL I tell you that one little gum
chewer could see nothing in PocahontaS
but the way she did her hair?"
"Td say she was mythical char
acter. tool" exclaimed Aunt Relief.
That's i'll" said Radley; most en-
ployes won't believe in the Pocahontases
any more than Aunt Relief does-and
the rest will get surfeited pretty soon,
like the clerk in the candy store"
Not If they see things that are
within their ken," said Phyllis. Fancy
your little gun-chewer ever becoming
Surfeited with your Whippleton dinners
and your Hanrady murders!"
fortunately my records are invisible
Is they come in," Brainard answered.
MY employees can make them without
seeing them. And shall see to 1t that
nobody gets too much. AS a matter of
fact I expect to make shows part of
their wages"
He turned down his lights abruptly
to the DINNER Illumination.
want to see the man who robbed
your library last night, Mr.. Norman?"
he asked. II don't mean another
projection Of his etheric double, but
the real chap. The police brought
him in this morning-and I think
they've been seeing our show through
o sort of periscope arrangement while
VIC saw III IlEEcs
He did not wait for responses but
crossed to the door and opened it.
The rest followed, drawn like street
urchins after the timeless hurdy-gurdy
Presently, Phyllis thought, the world
would be dancing after this piperi
Would human beings become surfeited
with what he had to give them? Men
often became surfeited with life. But
was not that because too much actual
living burned out vitality? What would
living too much vicariouSly do to them?
A tremendous revulsion rose in her,
Something was abnormal about this
something like gigantic perversion!
What happened to people who wit
messed the real tragedies of life habitu-
ally? And the vices: Doctors and
nurses? did scientific interest keep
them sane and humane? But doctors
and nurses at worst saw merely results
not the things that caused them.
Were not the causes contagious? Was
not crime itself something like an in
lection? What sort of ancient peSti-
lence or plague might spread through
modern eyes that looked upon its real
fostering passions and its raw sores?
Action? Well enough-if action were
always heroic. But the worlds action at
best was not commonly heroic-and at
worst, there were human gorillaS-and
cobrasl Heroism itself, saintlesS, lay
less often in deeds than in something
1.-THE Vicarion" would never record
What were deeds but the mere outpic-
turing of those things the Vicarion
would not get?
She could not think it through. Per-
haps no brain could grasp now the far
reaching consequences of which her
father had spoken. Did humanity itself
always revolt from its worse debauches?
But had humanity ever been offered
such a temptation as this? Censors
indeed! What authority could insti-
tute a censorship over rush for life
life in the raw, unbleached. apparently
without effort and without penalty-a
rush for life "a carats real!-that
would eclipse any. rush for gold the
world had ever seen!
The very feebleness of her own
thought to cope with the thing ap-
pAlled her. Yet here was she. caught
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