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But there was one other way It had not occurred to him before, for it is not an expedient which comes often to men nowadays, save to such as are fools and outcasts We are a wise and provident age,a solid profit for every sacrifice But this man--a child of the latter day--had not the new self-confidence, and he was at the best high-strung, unwise, and unworldly Besides, he was broken with toil and excited with adventure The last dying rays of the sun were resting on the far snoalls, and the great heart of the west burned in one er, there was a sea of yellow light, islanded with faint roseate clouds like some distant happy country The air of dusk was thin and chill but stirring as wine to the blood, and all the bare land was for the ible and untrodden The frontier line ran below the ca place; here he was over the border, beyond the culture of his kind He was alone, for in this adventure George would not share He would earn nothing, in all likelihood he would achieve nothing; but by the grace of God he ain soain, was no business of his At least he could but try, for this was his one shred of hope reht, once conceived, could not be rejected He was no coward or sophist to argue hi unction to his soul that he had done his best while another way remained untried For this type of man may be half-hearted and a coward in little matters, but he never deceives himself We have all our own virtues and their defects I ah the world, looking through and down upon hbours, the incarnation of honesty; but I can find excuses forreat a coward at heart to tell myself the naked truth You, on the other hand, are vacillating and ill at your ease You shrink froh But you have no delusions with yourself, and the odds are that when the tih" and achieve the ileaht and called George by name