To his experience, then, there were two classes of people--those who
were more or less pleased with the world, and those who more or less
were not. Both personally and morally it was better to be in the former
class. Personally, for instance, one lived longer; morally, one, for
instance, in point of fact, kept in better relations with Providence.
Now this satisfaction was to be compassed partly by a certain inward
insistence on feeling agreeable--"When I buy a pair of glasses of a
seller of glasses, personally, I buy a pair that--a--slightly
idealize"--partly by surrounding one's self by, in point of fact, a
judicious selection of circumstances. Circumstances were, in the main,
people. One surrounded one's self with--that is, one sought and lived
among--agreeable people, and these were found commonly among such as had
circumstances already agreeable. Selfishness was a word to keep on good
terms with by understanding its nature, and making one's own share of it
intelligent. Enlightened selfishness was the root of society. Good
society really consisted of people who had the time and took the pains
to be pleasant and entertaining, in order to have pleasure and
entertainment about them. This was the sensible and experienced thing in
the matter of the pursuit of happiness.
"Nellie"--Thaddeus's voice took a note of gravity--"you'll let me have
an interest in your pursuit. Some time"--the wrinkles of his smile shot
out around his eyes--"I'll explain to you how it is a case of
enlightened selfishness. Between you and me, I'm growing old, but
ordinarily I deny it."
It is possible that Nellie understood very little of Thaddeus's
doctrine, saw no distinct consequences whatever, and was only caught by
little gleaming points of illustration. The charm of Thaddeus's talk lay
in its opalescent effect, and this had much to do with gesture and
expression; so that "good society" may have been to her a phrase of the
haziest quality, except as it might mean a pair of slightly idealized
eye-glasses, rimmed with gold, and pointed at one in a manner to absorb
attention; "happiness," a certain wrinkled smile; and the "pursuit" of
it an endeavor to smile in that way. Thaddeus thought his doctrine
likely to suffer much translation. He could not follow its vanishing nor
guess what would happen to it.
It was a period of brooding and slow change for Helen. At such times,
one remembers, the soul was a highway for processional shadows. They
have no names in language. Only here and there one finds a thing said
of them that is touched with recollection; their voices are heard at
times in blown drifts of music; hints are given that it is not a
solitary experience.
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