light beyond the woods; and we become careless of Spring Beauties and wayside flowers.
Some of us, to be sure, seek for a time to ignore or evade it. An occasional college boy, stimulated to believe that he is the maker of his own destiny, listens with wonder and eager curiosity to a lecturer commending the "cultural ideal" of Goethe—the seductive notion of the continuous growth and free unfolding of a many-sided personality, developed at all points. He may even through his undergraduate years revel a little in his own versatility and caress his multifarious unformed tastes and talents. By bobbing our hair and keeping our faces clean shaven, and by reading the novels of undergraduate authors and taking counsel of their tailors, a few of us manage to extend the plastic age and the experimental and uncertain appearance and opinions of adolescence well into our third decade.
But to pass for a youth beyond that point requires far more money, leisure, and free-
