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Philip Dru: Administrator; A Story of Tomorrow, 1920-1935

Chapter 2 No.2

Word Count: 1305    |    Released on: 01/12/2017

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her presence. With glistening eyes and face aflame he had talked on and on

while, and then she reach

me have heard only the other side, while at school they mostly evade the question. My father is one of the 'bold and forceful few' as perhaps you know, but he doe

I have hurt you by wha

e you are right," answered th

an that counted. He has been schooled to think that capital can buy labor as it would machinery, the human equation not entering into it. He believes that it would be equivalent to confiscation for the State to say 'in regard to a co

making Father see that," p

e, and to exact tribute from them to the extent of commanding every ounce of exertion of which their bodies were capable. It was here, Gloria, that society began to form itself wrongly, and the result is the miserable travesty of to-day. Selfishness became the keynote, and to physical and mental strength was conceded everything that is desirable in life. Later, this mockery of jus

gly belied it by saying, "A history professor I

rely recognized

s their selfish desires led them. They were willing to deny other gods and admit one Creator of all things, but they split into fragments regarding the creeds and forms necessary to salvation. In the name of Christ they committed atrocities that would put to b

silence, and then quietly asked, "For t

pped in the sanctity of their own small circle, they feel that their tiny so

finite love, the sweet humility, the gentle charity, the subordination of self that the Master came to give a

ry career say this," said the gir

a shock, for he was unprepared for these

tinue his acquaintance with Gloria. To the girl, this serious-minded youth who seemed so strangely out of tune with the blatant military fanfare, was a distinct nov

from her brother he learned that she planned a visit to the new Post on the Rio Grande

tucky home. He wanted to be with his father and mother, and he wan

natural sense, and with him Philip neve

indebtedness. So successful had he been that he was able to buy small farms for four of his sons, and give professional education to the other three. He had accumulated nothing, for he had given as fast as he had made, but his was a serene and contented ol

ussed the ever-growing unrest of the country, and spec

ns clustered around it, and turned his face towar

h dry sweet air. Just as the sun was sinking, he strolled to the bluff around which flowe

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