“‘I will blot out the transgressions which have been transgressed against you.’
“They looked like children who were beginning to live the real life of the child in a really human world, and were having a chance to grow into the human likeness.
“I have been to your High School, and there the marks were all but obliterated; there was ‘neither Jew nor Greek, neither Roman nor Barbarian’; they were all a new people.”
Now, my Puritan rebel was listening attentively enough; so I continued: “In America, something happens which cannot happen here. Over there, the fiber, the tissue, that mysterious fluid which we call life or soul, the very nerve cells change, under the benign influences of the heritage left by your fathers; that heritage which you despise—you”—I repeated, and I said it angrily; “you, who expatriate yourself for the sheen of braid and buttons, for Grand Opera and Viennese waltzes! You expatriate yourself
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from a country where there is more idealism to the square inch than in all this country, in spite of its statuary, its music and its aristocracy.