55/65 Such a revelation proves disastrous to the many who go down to do business in that world. Like a true mariner he had written it boldly on his chart. There at such and such a point in the voyage for the golden fleece, were the rocks and the soul-devouring dragons of the way. What, indeed, would this argonaut of the press take in exchange for his soul? Ah! he could not praise where he ought to reprobate; could not reprobate where praise should be the meed. |