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作者:白寒      更新:2021-04-30 16:59      字数:9322
  〃Poke   the   animal   up   with   a   stick   and   hear   him  growl;〃   Jeff   laughed
  airily。
  〃Page   always   thinks   a   fellow   ought   to   take   his   say…so   as   gospel;〃
  Miller commented。
  Most of the students saw in Jeff Farnum only a tallish young man; thin
  as a rail; not particularly well dressed; negligent as to collar and tie。 But
  Miller observed in the tanned face a tender; humorous mouth and eager;
  friendly  eyes   that   looked   out upon   the   world   with   a  suggestion   of   inner
  mirth。 In course of time he found out that his friend was an unconquerable
  idealist。
  Jeff made discoveries。 One of them was a quality of brutal indifference
  in   some   of   his   classmates   to   those   less   fortunate。   These   classy   young
  gentlemen   could   ignore   him  as   easily   as   a   hurrying   business   man   can   a
  newsboy trying to sell him a paper。 If he was forced upon their notice they
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  were perfectly courteous; otherwise he was not on the map for them。
  Another point that did not escape his attention was the way in which
  the   institution    catered   to  Merrill    and   Frome;    because     they   were    large
  donors to the university。 He had once heard Peter C。 Frome say in a speech
  to   the   students   that   he   contributed   to   the   support   of   Verden   University
  because it was a 〃safe and conservative citadel which never had yielded to
  demagogic assaults。〃 At the time he had wondered just what the president
  of the Verden Union Water Company had meant。 He was slowly puzzling
  his way to an answer。
  Chancellor       Bland     referred    often    to   the   〃largehearted      Christian
  gentlemen       who     gave   of   their   substance     to   promote     the   moral    and
  educational life of the state。〃 But Jeff knew that many believed Frome and
  Merrill to be no better than robbers on a large scale。 He knew the methods
  by which they had gained their franchises and that they ruled the politics
  of the city by graft and corruption。 Yet the chancellor was always ready to
  speak or   write   against   municipal   ownership。  It   was   common   talk   on   the
  streets that Professor Perkins; of the chair of political science; had had his
  expenses paid to England by Merrill to study the street railway system of
  Great Britain; and that Perkins had duly written several bread…and…butter
  articles to show that public ownership was unsuccessful there。
  The   college   was   a   denominational   one   and   the   atmosphere   wholly
  orthodox。 Doubt and skepticism were spoken of only with horror。 At first
  it was of himself that Jeff was critical。 The spirit of the place was opposed
  to all his   convictions; but   he felt   that perhaps  his reaction upon life had
  been affected too much by his experiences。
  He    asked    questions;     and   was    suppressed     with    severity   or   kindly
  paternal     advice。    It  came     to  him    one    night    while    he   was    walking
  bareheaded   under   the   stars   that   there     was   in   the   place   no   intellectual
  stimulus;   though   there   was   an   elaborate   presence   of   it。   The   classrooms
  were   arid。   Everywhere   fences   were   up   beyond   which   the   mind   was   not
  expected to travel。 A thing was right; because it had come to be accepted。
  That was the gospel of his fellows; of his teachers。 Later he learned that it
  is also the creed of the world。
  What   Jeff   could   not   understand   was   a   mind   which   refused to   accept
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  the  inevitable   conclusions   to   which   its   own   processes   pushed   it。  Verden
  University   lacked      the  courage    which    comes    from   intellectual   honesty。
  Wherefore        its  economics       were    devitalized     and    its   theology     an
  anachronism。
  But Jeff had been given a mind unable to lie to itself。 He was in very
  essence  a  non…conformist。 To   him  age   alone  did   not lend sanctity  to   the
  ghosts of dead yesterdays that rule to…day。
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  CHAPTER 3
  〃Whoso   would   be   a   man   must   be   a   non…conformist。   He   who   would
  gather immortal palms must not be hindered by the name of goodness; but
  must explore if it be goodness。 Nothing is at last sacred but the integrity of
  your own mind;〃 Emerson。
  CONVERSING ON RELIGION AND PHILOSOPHY; THE REBEL
  LEARNS   THAT   IT   IS   SOMETIMES   WISE   TO   SOFT   PEDAL   IDEAS
  UNLESS THEY ARE ACCEPTED ONES
  During   his   freshman   year   Jeff   saw   little   of   his   cousin   beyond   the
  usual campus greetings; except for a period of six weeks when the junior
  happened to need him。 But the career of James K。 tickled immensely the
  under   classman's   sense   of   humor。   He   was   becoming   the   most   dazzling
  success ever developed by the college。 Even with the faculty he stood high;
  for if he lacked scholarship he had the more showy gifts that went farther。
  He knew when to defer and when to ride roughshod to his end。 It was felt
  that   his   brilliancy   had   a   solidity   back   of   it;   a   quality   of   flintiness   that
  would endure。
  James was inordinately ambitious and loved the spotlight like an actor。
  The    flamboyant     oratory   at  which    he  excelled    had   won    for  him   the
  interstate contest。 He was editor…in…chief of the 〃Verdenian;〃 manager of
  the varsity football team; and president of the college senate。
  With the beginning of his senior year James entered another phase of
  his development。 He offered to the college a new; or at least an enlarged;
  interpretation of himself。  Some of his smiling good…fellowship had been
  sloughed to make way for the benignity of a budding statesman。 He still
  held a tolerant attitude to the antics of his friends; but it was easy to see
  that he had put away childish things。 To his many young women admirers
  he talked confidentially of his aims and aspirations。 The future of James K。
  Farnum was a topic he never exhausted。
  It was; too; a subject which greatly interested Jeff and Sam Miller。 His
  cousin might smile at his poses; and often did; but he never denied James
  qualities likely to carry him far。
  〃His one best bet is his belief in himself;〃 Sam announced one night。
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  〃It's a great thing to believe in yourself。〃
  〃He's so dead sure he's cast for a big part。 The egoism just oozes out of
  him。 He doesn't know himself that he's a faker。〃
  〃He is a long way from that;〃 Jeff protested warmly。
  〃Take his oratory;〃 Miller went on irritably。 〃It's all bunk。 He throws a
  chest   and   makes   you   feel   he's   a   big   man;   but   what   he   says   won't   stand
  analysisjust a lot of platitudes。〃
  〃Don't forget he's young yet。 James K。 hasn't found himself。〃
  〃Sure there's anything to find?〃
  〃There's a lot in him。 He's the biggest man in the university to…day。〃
  〃You     practically   wrote    the   oration   that  won    the  interstate   contest。
  Think I don't know that?〃 Miller snorted。
  Jeff's mouth took on a humorous twist。 〃I gave him some suggestions。
  How did you know?〃
  〃Knew he wasn't hanging around last term for nothing。 He's selfish as
  the devil。〃
  〃You're all wrong about him; Sam。 He isn't selfish at all at bottom。〃
  〃Shoot the brains out of that oration and what's left would be the part
  he supplied。 The  fellow's got   a  gift   of   absorbing   new  ideas superficially
  and dressing them up smartly。〃
  〃Then he's got us beat there;〃 Jeff laughed goodnaturedly。 He had not
  in his   make…up   a   grain  of   envy。   Even   his   laughter   was   generally  genial;
  though often irreverent to the God…of…things… as…they…are。
  〃When he won the interstate he lapped up flattery like a thirsty pup;
  but his bluff was that it was only for the college he cared to win。〃
  〃Most of us have mixed motives。〃
  〃Not J。 K。 Reminds me of old Johnson's 'Patriotism is the last refuge of
  a scoundrel。'〃
  Jeff straightened。  〃That   won't   do;  Sam。   I   believe   in   J。  K。 You've   got
  nothing against him except that you don't like him。〃
  〃Forgot   you   were   his   cousin;   Jeff;〃   Miller   grumbled。   〃But   it's   a   fact
  that he works everybody to shove him alon