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Updated: June 14, 2025
Her sheer loveliness of being intoxicated him; suddenly it seemed as absolutely necessary to life as the virtues of moral rectitude and homely labor. Personally, he discovered, he preferred such beauty to the latter adamantine qualities. He had a fleet moment of amazed self-consciousness: Elim Meikeljohn his father an elder in the house of God astray in the paths of condemned worldly frivolities!
She closed her eyes, Elim threw up his arm, and an amazingly loud report crashed through the entry. He stood swaying weakly, with hanging palms, while the woman dropped the revolver with a gasp. Elim Meikeljohn began to cry with short dry sobs.... It was incredible that any one should discharge a big revolver directly at his head. He sank limply against a chest at the wall.
She stumbled forward to meet him. "Oh, Elim," she cried; "there's no one in the world " A sob choked her utterance. He fell on his knees before her: "There's always me." She sank in a fragrant heap into his arms. Elim Meikeljohn laughed over her shoulder at his entire worldly goods on the steps the fragmentary fruit cake and a bottle of champagne.
It will serve us best to see Elim Meikeljohn first as he walked across Winthrop Common. It was very early in April and should have been cool, but it was warm already there were some vermilion buds on the maples and Elim's worn shad-belly coat was uncomfortably heavy.
His bony face, the deep pits of his temples, were the dry spongy black of charcoal, and behind steel-rimmed glasses his eyes rolled like yellow agates. He glanced about, furtive and startled, when Elim Meikeljohn entered, but he was immediately reassured by Elim's disordered uniform. He made a solemn obeisance. "Colonel," he said, "will you make one of a little informal repast?
"Get out!" The orator paused, disconcerted, in the midflow of his figures; and unaccustomed arrogance struggled with habitual servility. "Gentleman," he repeated, "in a corposity of souls high above all narrow malignations " Elim Meikeljohn took his revolver from its holster and laid it before him on the table. The weapon produced an electrical effect on the figure nodding in a drunken stupor.
He remembered, from collegiate hours, the passion of the Greeks for sheer earthly strength and loveliness Helen and Menelaus, Sappho on the green promontories of Lesbos. At the time of his reading he had maintained a wry brow ... now Elim Meikeljohn could comprehend the siege of Troy. He said aloud, without thinking and instantly aghast at his words: "You are like a bodied song."
Meikeljohn, when Assistant Secretary of War, had written a number of letters in which he stated that the Isle of Pines had been ceded to the United States by Spain, and therefore was a part of our territory, although attached at the time to the division of Cuba for governmental purposes.
He immediately produced the fruit cake. "It's really quite satisfactory," she continued, eating; "It's like the rest of this unreal.... What is your name?" she demanded unexpectedly. "Elim Meikeljohn." "That's a very Northern sort of name." "It would be hard to come by one more so," he agreed. "It's from the highlands of Scotland." "Then if you don't mind, I'll think of you as Scotch right now."
The winter of his marriage Elim departed for college his father was a just man, who had felt obscurely that some reparation was due Elim; education was the greatest privilege of which Meikeljohn could conceive, so, at sacrifices that all grimly accepted, Elim was sent to Cambridge.
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