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They teach us that all other professions must take care of themselves; that God allows anybody to be a doctor, a lawyer, statesman, soldier, or artist; that the Motts and Coopers the Mansfields and Marshalls the Wilberforces and Sumners the Angelos and Raphaels were never honored by a "call." These chose their professions and won their laurels without the assistance of the Lord.
He was like a waif from the streets, pale and gaunt and young, with dazzled eyes gazing for the first time into great distances. "Italy " Gertie Sumners muttered. She threw away her cigarette, and sat with her sickly face between her hands. "I've got to get there before I die.
"Michael Angelo," said Gertie Sumners, with a kind of sombre triumph. "The Sistine Chapel. I've got a print of it in my room. That's where you saw it." She leaned back against a tree trunk with her knees drawn up to her chin, and blew out clouds of smoke, and looked more than usually grey and dishevelled and in need of a bath. "In a way it's like that with Jeffries.
Only Gertie Sumners and Howard had a queer, remote look, as though in that recent muffled exchange they had reached some desperate resolve. The wet, gleaming platform slid away from them. There was a faint red light in the west where the sunset had been drowned. Christine turned her face towards it. She was like a little old child.
Scarcely one genuine republican was, or is, in the cabinet; the republican party is completely on the wane and perhaps beyond redemption; all this is a logical result, and was easily to be foreseen by any body, only not by the wiseacres of the party, not by the republican papers in New York, as the Times, the Tribune, and the Evening Post, only not by the Sumners, Doolittles, and many of the like leaders, all of whom, when, about a year ago, warned against such a cataclysm, self-confidently smiled; but who soon will cry more bitter tears than did the daughters of Judah over the ruins of Jerusalem.
"You're awfully hard on people, Robert." "That sort of thing makes me sick. It ought to make you sick. I don't know why it doesn't. You don't seem to care to have any standards. You're unmoral in your outlook perhaps you're too young you don't realize. A rotter like Howard who takes other people's money just to enjoy himself a girl like Gertie Sumners who goes off with the first man who asks her "
"You don't understand, Robert." "No," he said with a laugh, "I don't." "Gertie Sumners hasn't long to live. I sent her to the hospital last week, and they told her honestly. And she wanted so much to see Italy. I don't think Howard cares for her or she for him, except in a comradely sort of way. They loved the same things and he was sorry he wanted to give her her one good time."
And he may be by no means satisfied that, if the Church were at once swept away, the place of our Sumners and Whatelys would be supplied by Doddridges and Halls.
Sumners had, with delicate tact, retired the moment Sir Everard made his appearance; for he, as well as the whole body of officers, was aware of the close friendship that subsisted between the young men, and he felt, at such a moment, the presence of a third person must be a sort of violation of the sacredness of their interview.
"Run to them, Sumners, my dear boy," said Erskine, hastily addressing himself to a young ensign who stood near him; "run quickly, and relieve them of their error. Say it is not De Haldimar who has been killed, therefore they need not make themselves any longer uneasy on that score." The officers gave a start of surprise.
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