A Traveler from Altruria: Romance
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"Yes. indeed," the professor hastened to say, before the Altrurian could
answer, and he beamed malignantly upon him through his spectacles while he
spoke, "it was like some strange romance."
"I don't know that I should go so far as that," said the banker, in his
turn, "but it certainly seemed too good to be true."
"Yes," the Altrurian responded, simply, but a little sadly; "now that I am
away from it all, and in conditions so different, I sometimes had to ask
myself, as I went on, if my whole life had not hitherto been a dream, and
Altruria were not some blessed vision of the night."
"Then you know how to account for a feeling which I must acknowledge,
too?" the lawyer asked, courteously. "But it was most interesting."
"The kingdom of God upon earth," said the minister--"It ought not to be
incredible; but that, more than anything else you told us of, gave me
pause."
"You of all men?" returned the Altrurian, gently.
"Yes," said the minister, with a certain dejection, "when I remember what
I have seen of men, when I reflect what human nature is, how can I believe
that the kingdom of God will ever come upon the earth?"
"But in heaven, where He reigns, who is it does His will? The spirits of
men?" pursued the Altrurian.
"Yes, but conditioned as men are here--"
"But if they were conditioned as men are there?"
"Now, I can't let you two good people get into a theological dispute,"
Mrs. Makely pushed in. "Here is Mr. Twelvemough dying to shake hands with
Mr. Homos and compliment his distinguished guest."
"Ah, Mr. Homos knows what I must have thought of his talk without my
telling him," I began, skilfully. "But I am sorry that I am to lose my
distinguished guest so soon."
Reuben Camp broke out: "That was my blunder, Mr. Twelvemough. Mr. Homos
and I had talked it over conditionally, and I was not to speak of it till
he had told you; but it slipped out in the excitement of the moment."
"Oh, it's all right," I said, and I shook hands cordially with both of
them. "It will be the greatest possible advantage for Mr. Homos to see
certain phases of American life at close range, and he couldn't possibly
see them under better auspices than yours, Camp."
"Yes, I'm going to drive him through the hill country after haying, and
then I'm going to take him down and show him one of our big factory
towns."
I believe this was done, but finally the Altrurian went on to New York,
where he was to pass the winter. We parted friends; I even offered him
some introductions; but his acquaintance had become more and more
difficult, and I was not sorry to part with him. That taste of his for low
company was incurable, and I was glad that I was not to be responsible any
longer for whatever strange thing he might do next. I think he remained
very popular with the classes he most affected; a throng of natives,
construction hands, and table-girls saw him off on his train; and he left
large numbers of such admirers in our house and neighborhood, devout in
the faith that there was such a commonwealth as Altruria, and that he was
really an Altrurian. As for the more cultivated people who had met him,
they continued of two minds upon both points.
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