Did Dave Harney succeed in getting any sugar out of you?"
They mingled their laughter, and Corliss went home under the aurora
borealis, striving to reduce his impressions to some kind of order.
CHAPTER VIII
"And why should I not be proud of my race?"
Frona's cheeks were flushed and her eyes sparkling. They had both been
harking back to childhood, and she had been telling Corliss of her
mother, whom she faintly remembered. Fair and flaxen-haired, typically
Saxon, was the likeness she had drawn, filled out largely with
knowledge gained from her father and from old Andy of the Dyea Post.
The discussion had then turned upon the race in general, and Frona had
said things in the heat of enthusiasm which affected the more
conservative mind of Corliss as dangerous and not solidly based on
fact. He deemed himself too large for race egotism and insular
prejudice, and had seen fit to laugh at her immature convictions.
"It's a common characteristic of all peoples," he proceeded, "to
consider themselves superior races,--a naive, natural egoism, very
healthy and very good, but none the less manifestly untrue. The Jews
conceived themselves to be God's chosen people, and they still so
conceive themselves--"
"And because of it they have left a deep mark down the page of
history," she interrupted.
"But time has not proved the stability of their conceptions.
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