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Kate Stephens. American Thumb-prints

PURITANS OF THE WEST

PURITANS OF THE WEST

THE UNIVERSITY OF HESPERUS

THE UNIVERSITY OF HESPERUS

TWO NEIGHBORS OF ST. LOUIS

TWO NEIGHBORS OF ST. LOUIS

THE NEW ENGLAND WOMAN

THE NEW ENGLAND WOMAN

A NEW ENGLAND ABODE OF THE BLESSED

A NEW ENGLAND ABODE OF THE BLESSED

UP-TO-DATE MISOGYNY

UP-TO-DATE MISOGYNY

“THE GULLET SCIENCE” A LOOK BACK AND AN ECONOMIC FORECAST

“THE GULLET SCIENCE” A LOOK BACK AND AN ECONOMIC FORECAST

PLAGIARIZING HUMORS OF BENJAMIN FRANKLIN

PLAGIARIZING HUMORS OF BENJAMIN FRANKLIN

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Of local phases of the American spirit, none has incited more discussion than that developed in Kansas. The notion that the citizens of the State are somewhat phrenetic in experimental meliorism; that they more than others fall into abnormal sympathies and are led by aberrations of the crowd—intoxications the mind receives in a congregation of men pitched to an emotional key—this notion long ago startled peoples more phlegmatic and less prone to social vagaries.

Closer consideration shows the Kansas populace distinctly simple in mental habit and independent in judgment. Yet their old-time Grangerism and Greenbackism, and their still later Prohibitionism, Populism, and stay law have caused that part of the world not so inclined to rainbow-chasing to ask who they as a people really are, and what psychopathy they suffer—to assert that they are dull, unthinking, or, at best, doctrinaire.

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In that hour, too, a sympathetic ear would hear many a personal history told with entire frankness and naïveté. One poor fellow had that defect of will which is mated at times with the humorous warmth which the Germans call gemüth, and the added pain of consciousness of his own weakness. Another clear-headed, muscular-handed, and ready youth measured his chances of getting wood to saw,—“just the exercise he needed, out of doors,”—horses to groom, and the city lamps to light, to earn the simple fare which he himself cooked. Many a pathetic story found tongue in that morning air, and times were when fate dropped no cap of recognition and granted no final victory. In hearing the details of hope deferred, of narrow estate and expansive ambition, you longed for the fabled Crœsus touch which turned want to plenty, or, more rationally, you projected a social order where the young and inapt should not suffer for the sins of others, but be within the sheltering arms of some sympathetic power.

There was the mildness of the chinook to this social blizzard, however, for groups moved even in the dewy hour of half-past eight toward the open door of the Greek lecture-room, laughing at the last college joke or secret society escapade, and forecasting who would be the next penitent before the council. Also certain youths and maids, between whom lay the engagement announced by a ring on the heart-finger—these one might see hanging over and fingering—

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