The life and letters of Lafcadio Hearn . ty dollars a month in Americawould suit me anywhere. I have no longer anywants personal. Every year there are born some millions of boyscleverer, stronger, handsomer than mine. I maybe quite a fool in my estimate of him. I do notfind him very clever, quick, or anything of that there will prove to be nothing in cannot tell. All that I am quite sure of is that henaturally likes what is delicate, clean, refined, andkindly, — and that he naturally shrinks from what-ever is coarse or selfish. So that he might learneasily the things that ar
The life and letters of Lafcadio Hearn . ty dollars a month in Americawould suit me anywhere. I have no longer anywants personal. Every year there are born some millions of boyscleverer, stronger, handsomer than mine. I maybe quite a fool in my estimate of him. I do notfind him very clever, quick, or anything of that there will prove to be nothing in cannot tell. All that I am quite sure of is that henaturally likes what is delicate, clean, refined, andkindly, — and that he naturally shrinks from what-ever is coarse or selfish. So that he might learneasily the things that are most excellent — andmost useless — in the schooling of , I must do all I can to feed the tiny light,and give it a chance to prove what it is worth. Itis ME, in another birth — with renewed forcesgiven by a strange and charming blood from thePeriod of the Gods. I must not risk the blowingout of the little lamp. I heard that in the Stanford University in Cali-fornia, there are somewhat romantic conditions, —. KAZUO AND IWAO, MR. HEARNS OLDER CHILDREN ?tj TO MRS. WETMORE 477 ** no ceremonies, no humbug, — estimates only ofefficiency. Long ago I wrote the letter of appli-cation, and — like many a letter to you — postedthe same in the ravening stove. Too idyllic, —I thought to myself,—*in the present state ofevolution, no human institution could be sufferedto realize the ideals of that university! If I werewrong or right — I should like to know. But sufficient for this writing is the perfect self-ishness thereof. My dear fairy god-sister, pleasedo not take any painful trouble for me, but — ifyou can hit something with your moonshiny wand,during the next year or so, I shall be so glad! Eventhough I be not glad, I shall always be grateful forthe last kind letter. My best wishes to you in everything that you canimagine, you will be always sure of. If wishes— but, after all, there is some human sweetness inthese conventional phrases. They h
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