``He is less foolish than
his followers.''
``He simply does not think about himself,'' replied Selma. ``And
he is right. But it is our business to think about him, because
we need him. Where could we find another like him?''
"Yes, I suppose your movement WOULD die out, if he were not
behind it.''
Selma smiled peculiarly. ``I think you don't quite understand
what we are about,'' said she. ``You've accepted the ignorant
notion of your class that we are a lot of silly roosters trying
to crow one sun out of the heavens and another into it. The
facts are somewhat different. Your class is saying, `To-day will
last forever,' while we are saying, `No, to-day will run its
course--will be succeeded by to-morrow. Let us not live like the
fool who thinks only of the day. Let us be sensible,
intelligent, let us realize that there will be to-morrow and that
it, too, must be lived. Let us get ready to live it sensibly.
Let us build our social system so that it will stand the wear and
tear of another day and will not fall in ruins about our heads.'
''
``I am terribly ignorant about all these things,'' said Jane.
``What a ridiculous thing my education has been!''
``But it hasn't spoiled your heart,'' cried Selma. And all at
once her eyes were wonderfully soft and tender, and into her
voice came a tone so sweet that Jane's eyes filled with tears.
``It was to your heart that I came to appeal,'' she went on.
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