Q — I am a young man of twenty. Desires surge in my soul that the village cannot fulfill, and my soul does not answer to working in the heart of the earth; so I left my village to seek my way in the capital, which I had fancied an abundant watering place for rising youth. But all my hopes were shattered by life. Here the keys to employment are ruled by connections; ability stumbles before bolted doors; energy loiters on the heels of promises and waiting; and the ardor of youth, inclined toward life, is snuffed out. A. R.
A — No doubt you have met a number of your peers, sons of the village, whose imagination tickled them with the pleasantness and abundance of jobs, so that they flocked to the capital, driven by the longing for easy gain, without noting the difficulty of attaining it and without a hint of the fetters that restrict a man's freedom in word and deed — and that, upon my life, is a silent servitude, however long one goes on living. As for you, since you have left your village, go back to it; in the earth are treasures that reveal themselves to the working arms of youth. Live free of every fetter — a prince, not a subordinate; free, not a hireling; head high, dignity intact. As the popular proverb
has it: 'A farmer sufficed is a sultan concealed.'
Q — What selfishness is this, and what recklessness... The radio is turned up to its loudest, as though in listening to it and keeping it to themselves they had some claim that lets them overlook the rights of others. The thing has worn out my patience and vexed me, despite my attempts to make them understand that this does harm to others — among them the sick and the weary. What am I to do with them, when my words have gone for nothing? S. K.
A — It is regrettable indeed that a person should fail to understand the duty of considering others in his conduct, whether at home or outside it. This, upon my life,
is one of our social ills, and a campaign ought to be waged in the cause of that social refinement of which we stand in need; for a person is bound, of necessity, by mutual duties among the people of his circle and his neighbors, and he must not accept for others any harm he would not accept for himself. If man measured all his conduct by this sensible measure, the standing of the community would move toward a higher plane. As for you, to attain this just aim of yours there is nothing for it but repetition, and repetition again, until this recklessness is curbed and the matter set right.
Q — In an hour when the cup of my recurring troubles overflowed, I rebelled against my toilsome
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