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But he doesn't want any ing to the surface alongside the help. Just let him get to the boat-something with fair hair edge of this net, and he'll be and white shoulders. Yes, it all right.
was Sartoris, and floatingHe is a little boy at school but was he alive? There is now. Old Jones ! He ought not a move from him. not to have whacked me that Willing hands lifted him out time;
I didn't deserve it, of the water and into the boat, though I was never caught a where he was laid across the dozen times when I did. thwarts, face downwards, for
Why, is that Rover? Good the water to run out of him. old dog? He can swim too, But before further measures but he's no good at diving. for the “revival of the appa
That bag of stodge I smuggled rently drowned ” could be taken, on board the Britannia ! How he turned over of himself and I sold Hairylegs !
began to breathe naturally and And there's mother! Mother copiously. And in half a minute dear, what are you doing here? he was sitting up on a thwart, You'll get wet! What, is that with a coat thrown over his the lead! Oh! How good of shoulders. you, mother, that's just what I The net was dropped and the wanted !
boat pulled for the shore, and
on the way Bolitho found time The hands of the stop-watch to announce the official times, had shown 2 minutes 18 seconds as follows : Jackson, 2 m. 25 s.; when Jackson reached the sur- 2 m. 17 s.; 2 m. 18 s.—total, face, gasping, and was helped 7 minutes. Sartoris, 2 m. 14 s.; into the dinghy ; and another 2 m. 35 s.; 3 m. 5 8.-total, half-minute had passed, but 7 m. 54 s. no signs of Sartoris. The Seated by the roaring bonwatchers in the water reported fire, Sartoris related his adventhat nothing could be seen tures, with a greatcoat over below except a cloud of mud him and a stiff glass of whisky rising and spreading in all and water in his hand. directions. What could be A torrent of congratulations done ?
followed the conclusion of his They could do nothing ! tale, and he summed
up, Three minutes had passed “Well, I lost before by a since the lad had descended- fluke, and now I've won by one second-two-three-four a fluke." -five A shout, “There Said "Torps," "There's no he is !” broke the grim silence doubt, my lad, that you were of impotent horror, as some- not born to be drowned. You'll thing appeared sluggishly float. probably be hanged !”
MUSINGS WITHOUT METHOD.
THE RAGE TO LIVE -SPEED-THE HUNT FOR PLEASURE-SPORT
FROM time to time we are ship to-day with a singlewarned that we live at too minded fervourSpeed withfast
pace. The feverish out purpose, and for its own anxiety to get from here to sake. Without rest and with there has beset the world at ever-increasing haste, we live many epochs of its history. and die in a hurry. That we When Pope deplored the folly may rush up and down, and of those who “die of nothing thus save ourselves the peril but the rage to live,” he was of thought,
of thought, we destroy our but repeating an old and a cities and even our waterways. familiar regret. And in his That we may create new facilitime the great principle of ties for the foolish thing called “internal combustion” we“ traffic,” we pull down houses, believe that is what the wicked and steal pieces of the green principle is called—was happily countryside. unknown. Nevertheless, the
“ Material progress,
said early eighteenth century could Lord Dawson of Penn the other crowd into a small space a day, “in all that concerned thousand experiences. Its movement has been so rapid leaders of fashion could wear that it has outstripped man's themselves to shreds by rush- rate of adaptation.” And from ing from rout to rout, from that he argues that “the medifaro table to faro table. They cal profession would tend to packed their lives with plea- become an educational body, sures, many of which were of recognising that psychological a better intelligence than those culture was of equal importance which we pursue to-day. They with physical culture.” The might delight, if they would, growth of medical science, he in the supreme poetry of Pope, thinks, has diminished the disin the prose of Swift, in Con- eases which attack us from greve's incomparable wit. They without, and has increased the ran a greater risk of wearing sub-infections, “which deteriorout their minds than their ate us slowly rather than kill bodies. Many were the false us quickly.” Lord Dawson, idols which they worshipped, then, translates into other words no doubt. They had not yet Pope's simple statement: they set up altars to the goddess “die of nothing but the rage Speed.
to live," and warns us that It is Speed that we wor
dies as the result of his
own qualities, and in the heyday from playing or looking on at of his achievements." This them. But in spite of their sacrifice of life and energy is a zeal, they do not excel either high price to pay for unneces- in work or in play, which is sary haste, and they perhaps for them of greater importance. will regret their recklessness Where they were once pioneers who made of the motor-car not they have fallen behind in the a servant but a master.
race. They are doomed to Lord Dawson believes that find abroad better workmen society is adapting itself to than themselves and better the new conditions, that it is players. It is a gloomy prosbeginning to learn "to relax, pect, if we may believe Mr Shadto switch off quickly, by means well, and yet even he cannot of the country retreat, Sunday but see a ray of hope in the rambles, quiet games, rhyth- future, and there is no reason mical exercises of the body, why our depression should be coupled with the love of music greater than his. and books and the ability to Whether we get the better of get back to nature or to the our competitors on the tenniscloister,” We confess that we court or running-path matters, do not share Lord Dawson's we believe, not at all. Although optimism. When a holiday we invented the games which comes upon us, we see little all men play to-day, we did desire for the cloister. The not invent the base spirit of most of men and women, in- professionalism, which, fostered stead of contenting themselves by the thing called international with music and books, go forth sport, will in the end destroy upon the highroad, and the sport itself. Until the rivalries newspapers solemnly record the and the jealousies, the trickery casualties after a bank holiday and the foul play, which were as they record death and introduced by the Olympic wounds on the day after a Games, had put an end to the battle.
ancient spirit of sport, we had While Lord Dawson of Penn nothing to complain of. Our tells us that our love of move- athletes were content to run ment has outstripped man's and to jump as well as they power of adaptation, Mr Shad- could; and if they lost, to well charges the English race lose without bad temper; if with caring for nothing but they won, to win without vainits pleasures. It matters not glory. The game was still for which class he observes; he them what they cared for detects nothing in it but a most. restless desire of amusement. It For our part, we need not is not enough for our country- feel ourselves disgraced that men to play games or to look we have not taken too kindly to upon those who play them. that professionalism which bids They think about games even the sportsman to devote his in the time which they spare whole life to one game, and to practise, in secret and alone, ist, who tells his dupes that the stroke which he hopes universal suffrage and a new some day will give him a scheme of life will give them public victory.
what they want, and persuades We do not, therefore, take them to clamour for shorter seriously Mr Shadwell's com- hours and higher wages. It plaint that in the games which sounds well as an election cry we invented we cannot hold shorter hours and higher our own against those who wages-doesn't it? But what come from foreign countries. if the cry, when it is listened It is a far graver danger which to, drives us ignominiously from besets us if we are beaten at the markets of the world? the work in which once we What if the hours grow shorter outdistanced all competitors. and shorter, until no work is And it does not lighten our left to do, and if the money, chagrin to reflect that it is which once was spent in payself-indulgence and not lack ing wages, disappears with of skill which defeats us. That the work ? The theory of we could defeat our rivals in Socialism will not feed empty trade, if we possessed the bellies, and food cannot be industry, we believe. That purchased with words, howwe shall one day recover our ever eloquent they seem on lost industry we are confident. the lips of the soap-box orator. Indeed, we have suffered in Yet it is to this condition of the past from political fallacies. worklessness that we seem to We have cherished so firm a be drifting. The desire for faith in the sacred gospel of amusement, which Mr Shadwell Free Trade that we have al- deplores, leads on to the desire most forgotten how to work. —still more dangerous—of doTo import such articles of ing what one likes. This desire, food as we want for the com- savagely denounced in
the fort of our life and to pay middle of the nineteenth cenfor them by making ourselves, tury by Matthew Arnold, led by sea, the carriers of the the pious Radical to say in world, has appeared our first public precisely what he and only duty. Why should thought, although it provoked we work, it has been asked, a riot, and to marry his dewhen
get others ceased wife's sister, as a matter to do it for us? Why should of principle.
Why should of principle. He who insists we bother to gather eggs or upon doing as he likes to-day to feed pigs when Denmark is is a far more dangerous perready, at a price, to perform sonage than the pious Radical these degrading duties for us? of seventy years ago.
Being So Free Trade has driven our a Communist, he thinks that workmen and labourers into he has a right to demolish, by habits of laziness, from which murder or otherwise, all those they find it difficult to escape. who disagree with him. He
Then comes along the Social. hopes to seize by force all the
food and money and pleasure completely in England, unless that he wants, and to refuse they are checked instantly firmly to do an hour's work. and brutally. A vile opinion He is not perturbed at the is harder to combat than vision of lost industries and poison-gas or the stealthy innational ruin. He can make a fection of a plague, and it pleasant shambles of a work- must be excluded rigorously less world as soon as he has from our shores, lest it concorrupted, undisturbed, the taminate the people. The whole Navy and the Army. Of course, of Europe is at last awakening the Communist is a ridiculous to the danger. Some seven fellow, and at present there are hundred miscreants have been not many of him, but he sent back to their native Russia preaches a doctrine of destruc- from France, which has suffered tion and general enrichment most severely from the seeds which sounds pleasantly in the of disease which they have ears of the fool, and if he be sown. And what can be done not hindered in the lawless- in France, far more widely ness which bids him say and perverted by Communism than do as he likes, he will grow into is England, can surely be done a serious danger.
in our own country. Nothing So little power of invention stands in our way save that has he that without foreign foul inheritance of middle-class aid and support he is silent. Liberalism, that every Were the inspiration to cease within the borders of Great which now comes to him from Britain may say what he likes. Russia, he would have no That is one branch, we are words to say, no policy to told, of the great tree of expand, not even a policy of “liberty," and it must not be destruction. His activities, lopped off though it is full of therefore, may easily be cut chattering magpies and carrion off at the main. We have crows. However, our present but to insist that no Bolsheviks Government seems to be reshall bring their odious pro- solved at last upon a policy of paganda into this country, and excluding the treacherous, misour Communists will be re- chief-making aliens. Sir Wilduced to the dumbness of liam Joynson-Hicks set beyond ignorance. They are at present, doubt the purpose of the Home as we have said, few in number. Office : “The Government, So not long since were the fol- said he, “ do not feel justified lowers of Mr Ramsay Mac- in granting facilities to enable Donald. And we must not aliens known to be engaged leave them in a contemptuous in subversive activities abroad peace. Russian gold and Rus to come to this country to sian cunning have achieved confer with those engaged in their fell purpose all the world similar activities here. Teleover, and we have no reason graphic orders have been given to believe that they will fail to refuse visas. Instructions