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"Ah, ha!" said Sir Raffle. "You wouldn't be here unless you knew where a good thing is to be picked up. But I must be off. I'm on the Rocky Mountain Canal Company Directory. I'm not above taking my two guineas a day. Good-by, my boy. Remember me to old Optimist." And so Sir Raffle passed on, leaving Crosbie still standing at the corner of the lane. What was he to do?
He is a delightful little optimist, who announces cheerfully after each failure to do right that he is "going to be good all the time now," to which we add the mental reservation, "until next time." He is the proud possessor of a Teddy bear.
The answer to where we stand on our national energy effort today reminds me of the old argument about whether the tank is half full or half empty. The pessimist will say we have half failed to achieve our 10-year energy goals; the optimist will say that we have half succeeded. I am always an optimist, but we must make up for lost time.
Impressed by this view of the misery and disorder which pervaded society, and fatigued with jostling against artificial fools, Rousseau became enamoured of solitude, and, being at the same time an optimist, he labours with uncommon eloquence to prove that man was naturally a solitary animal.
"Isn't it funny that if your opponent can call you an optimist, he feels that he has delivered a knock-down blow to all your arguments?" Mrs. Lenox suddenly pulled herself together and turned toward Lena, who sat silently drinking her tea and taking no part in the conversation. "Did you tell me that your mother is an invalid, Miss Quincy?" "Not exactly; but she can't go about much.
Once found, he had presumed that she would be delighted to hear his good news and would joyfully accompany him home on the next boat. It appeared now, however, that he had been too sanguine. Optimist as he was, he had to admit that, as far as could be ascertained with the naked eye, the jolly old binge might be said to have sprung a leak. He proceeded to approach the matter from another angle.
Your partner's a shore enough optimist that a-way. "Cherokee don't make no retort. This Holliday ain't posted none that the partner Cherokee's mentionin' is Faro Nell, an' Cherokee allows he won't onbosom himse'f on that p'int onless his hand is forced. "When the time arrives to open the game, the heft of Wolfville's public is gathered at the Red Light.
"A French-chalk mine," said he, "would not be a bad thing, but I hoped that you had struck a bed of mineral gutta-percha. That would be a grand find." But the chalk-bed was at last passed, and we began again to bring up nothing but common earth. "I suppose," said my optimist to me, one morning, "that you must soon come to water, and if you do I hope it will be hot water." "Hot water!" I exclaimed.
He became an optimist and mentally made Ellen all sorts of costly presents. It was all fundamentally so simple it was only a misunderstanding nothing more! He must speak to her, and she would see at once what a happy life they were going to live if only they held out. Silence had filled her with resentment. Fortune! Fortune!
But Richard was always the consoler the optimist where she was concerned. Could she have lived at all if it had not been so? And then, for the second time, the rush of feeling rose, welling up, not from the springs of the past, but from the deepest sources of the present. Richard!
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