Francis William Lauderdale Adams

Name: A Child of the Age — Chapter III.
Author: Francis William Lauderdale Adams

A Child of the Age — Chapter III. (1894)

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“A Child of the Age — Chapter III.”, published in 1894, is a work by Francis William Lauderdale Adams. It explores elements such as Clayton, fellow and Mother McCarthy.

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Francis William Lauderdale Adams, A Child of the Age — Chapter III. (1894)

“ There you are: a fellow who might be as liked as any one in the school, if you only cared.—Instead of that, you're the most disliked in the school, and all on account of your confounded conceit! You think everyone else is a fool but yourself: and you think you think it doesn't matter in the least what they think,—about you or anything else either! Now that's rot!'
'I don't see it,' I said. 'In two years, who will know whether I was liked or disliked at a school called Glastonbury? Of course I don't care about it! Who would?'
'You do care, you care a great deal!'
'Yes, Clayton?'
'I know it. ”

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Francis William Lauderdale Adams, A Child of the Age — Chapter III. (1894)

“ I can hear his voice now.
"Where-ever any man shall take his place, either because he has thought it better that he should be there, or because his captain has put him there—there, as it seems to me, should he remain to face the danger, and take no account of death or of anything else in comparison with disgrace!"—And my captain is God,' he said. And with that he bent forward a little with a faint light in his face and round his lips as of a bright smile that seemed to grow deeper and deeper in a dim dream that lacked not sweetness. ”

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Francis William Lauderdale Adams, A Child of the Age — Chapter III. (1894)

“ Well, so I did, as much as I thought I ought to, for, don't you see, it's not good for a fellow high up in the school to do much for a small boy. It's not good for the small boy. It's better for him to fight out his battles alone. And I didn't think I was likely to leave—for some time at any rate. But my brother died: and my father, whose whole heart's in his business, asked me to—to give up my plan, and help him with it. So—I did.'
'What did you want to be, Clayton?' I said. ”

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Francis William Lauderdale Adams, A Child of the Age — Chapter III. (1894)

“ Can't you see an Art that becomes day by day more and more of a drug, less and less of a food for men's souls. A misty dream floating around it, a faint reek of the east and strange unnatural scents breathing from it ”

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Francis William Lauderdale Adams, A Child of the Age — Chapter III. (1894)

“ In the end, dreams became almost nightly, fantastic dreams, never quite nightmares, although the shadow of nightmare was often in them like a polyp in a dim submarine water. I wrote odd things about this, fragments, half-understood by myself, almost always torn up after a few lines had been put down, and then I sat bent over the table, the end of the pen or pencil in my mouth and my eyes staring at nothing, till the fit passed. ”

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Francis William Lauderdale Adams, A Child of the Age — Chapter III. (1894)

“ But only one man in a thousand in this world can choose the profession he likes. . . . I'm my father's only son, you see,' he added.
'Well?' I said.
'Well, the long and the short of it is . . . that I wish you wouldn't . . . You know what I mean, Leicester. I don't want to preach to you, but I somehow think you really might . . . might do so much better, if you liked. You'll be a great man some day . . . if you live, that is, and God wills it.'
'What?' said I.
'———Did you ever know a man called Blake?' he asked. ”

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Francis William Lauderdale Adams, A Child of the Age — Chapter III. (1894)

“ You might be a very nice fellow. You can be—when you like.'
A pause.
'Well?' asked he.
'Well,' I said.
'Then I hope it may do you good then!' he cried, 'I am only saying it in that hope. I think too well of you to believe that you're blind to your own faults: and it may do you some good to see yourself as others see you.—And that's all I've got to say.'
A pause.
At last he, slowly and not unsoftly:
'I'm going away this evening. . . . Mother McCarthy told you p'r'aps?. . . For good. . . . I shall be sorry to go. . . . My father is a silk merchant, and he wants me to enter his office. ”

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