Next monday the convention in virginia will assemble; we have still good hopes of its adoption here: though by no great plurality of votes. south carolina has probably decided favourably before this time. the plot thickens fast. a few short weeks will determine the political fate of america for the present generation, and probably produce no small influence on the happiness of society through a long succession of ages to come.
Common sense is the guy who tells you that you ought to have had your brakes relined last week before you smashed a front end this week. Common sense is the monday morning quarterback who could have won the ball game if he had been on the team. But he never is. He's high up in the stands with a flask on his hip. Common sense is the little man in a grey suit who never makes a mistake in addition. But it's always someone else's money he's adding up.
It happens that the stage sets collapse. Rising, streetcar, four hours in the office or the factory, meal, streetcar, four hours of work, meal, sleep, and monday tuesday wednesday thursday friday and saturday according to the same rhythm this path is easily followed most of the time. But one day the why arises and everything begins in that weariness tinged with amazement.