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the first place, Life, glorious Life! Is not that alone enough? -- life and youth and health. There are men in this world by the scores and hundreds who would give all their millions for youth alone, and you have it besides a wealth of other things, precious beyond price, all the future ahead, education, personality, culture, birth and breeding, and most of all, an appreciation, and a growing one, of all that is glorious and beautiful and fine in life -- a keen appreciation of life in all its phases." And so I gradually took hold of myself and began to feel better and see more clearly again, the real values and the things to be grateful for. I went home at 4:30 and cleaned up and packed and shaved off my moustache that had been growing for ten days, and went down to wait for the car. As I Stood there, I would have liked to worry but I said, "No, no, old man! Is it not enough to be able to look up and appreciate the pearly gray of those clouds above the dark-green treetops on an autumn evening?" And so I went away south determined not to let the events of the day spoil my trip in any way and here I am now riding along the B & O through the wooded hills of Indiana. And again, I say, "Is it not enough to be able to thrill at the lovely scenes that are passing us in unbroken line, mile upon mile?" The woods are tinted with every color on the palette of God, all green and red and gold, all mixed together and blended and beautiful, as only the hand of the Great Artist can paint them; and again I look across a field stacked with straw-colored corn at the beautiful Ohio, and there as in the days gone by, I see a stern-wheeler with its two tall slim stacks side by side, plowing its way toward Cincinnati. The fields are full of corn and ripe pumpkins, the sky is all full of pearly-gray clouds with here and there a bright patch of pale blue and the promise of Indian summer days. And here I am riding in comfort along the old frontier, the Great Northwest of other days, the dark and bloody ground, where so much has happened. (The sun is shining -- hooray!) I was about to say where Romance has been, but I shall add, where Romance [[underlined]] is [[/underlined]] too. For all the world is full of romance for those who can see it -- everywhere is Life thrilling and full, everywhere is cure for boredom. I must watch the scenes that passing again; they are too lovely to miss.

Louisville and Cincinnati.
L&N No.8
Sunday, October 24, 1926.

Once again I'm on my way back to Industry after a great week-end. And before I write about my experiences, I want to add a postscript to the B&O entry above. On Thursday morning, I was talking with Jack, the janitor of Bldg. 60, and Jack was telling me of the travels he'd been around the country. He happened to mention that he was the first man in his division in the Navy to sign up for a cruise to China and, to his great disappointment, he was taken ill just before the cruise and could

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Corrected: if a word is hyphenated because it goes across two lines, type it out as one word; numerous typos. Added page number. Change attacked to stacked.