MLB wants to change some things about the game and the players association and they're really have a very Nasty relationship right now. They're not happy with each other But they have they have come back with their own thoughts So Joel Sherman and the post kind of bladed out and Jeff Passon are very own also was laid it out I'm reading from Joel's story There's one of the big things Forcing pitchers to face at least three batters within inning the union recommended implemented in the minors this year in the majors in 2020 According to Joel the union probably comfortable with this proposal Because with the great use of relievers now the single batter reliever has been phased out Because you can't have a guy out there to just face one guy. I Don't love this But it will speed up the game The pace of the game where you can't bring in a guy just to get one out and then bring in another guy to get another Out if the guys got to be in there for three outs and it also puts a premium on pitchers That can get everybody out and let's just look at the Yankees for instance. I don't think it hurts them at all none of their guys are The type of guys that can only get out the like side batter so Boone has to bring it out of you know to get three batters will get three batters Same thing with the chances same thing with so but if the argument is they're being phased out anyway Then why do you even have to implement the rule? But people still do it? Yeah, but if it's being phased out It just seems a little silly to now go the other extreme where it's probably not gonna exist anymore Anyway, and doesn't really happen all that often to now. I'm gonna be forced to keep in a guy for three Not to now it's three So basically the the in essence is you're hoping that he you know retires the side and it's kind of like one inning And I'll just weird as I was driving in I thought of a way to get around this Let's say you bring in Britain to get a left-hander Then the next batter is a big right-handed batter now Britain to get out righties, but Boone wants to bring in potensis to get the right-hander So he tells Britain here's what you do You get out the the left-hander and then something hurts in your side your back hurts I gotta take out. What do they do then have a picture leaves with an injury in a big game? I'm not saying you do this in an April game How could you stop that? You can't you can't legislate it.  Just seems like a rule that's really how often there's no more Tony fastest anymore I got it come face one guy that doesn't they admitted that it's being phased out So why do you even have to do it in the first place limiting mound visits? MLB wants to go from six which was installed last year to four and then three in 2020 Union proposed six to five this year and then if games are slower in 2019 than in 2018 MLB would be within its rights to go down to four They put the six visits in Don I don't I don't remember one game where it became an issue not one honestly I don't remember it being an issue so that served its purpose because Gary Sanchez would go out 13 times a game So you did stop that yes that you stopped so that worked I don't know if cutting it down to three is the answer no pitch clock There's a no-brainer and it shouldn't be called a pitch clock because it seems like the onus is always on the pitchers The batters are just as much at fault a Pitch must be delivered in 20 seconds batter can keep stepping out if he steps out With 20 seconds into the before the in the since the final pitch He gets called a strike it get a strike on him But that rule is in place right now Don you always say this and they don't enforce it No, because what what are the punishment for for it now? That sounds like there's gonna be a punishment that it would be a strike If he's not in the batter's box then and he's not ready to receive a pitch then it would be a strike At least there's a punishment to it now not a suggestion like it was before Number four and this is the big one DH installed in the National League. I think this is the one that's gonna be met with a lot of resistance from purists But I just think it's inherently unfair To American League teams and World Series games and interleague games that their pitchers do something They never do that should they be able to do it? Yes But then man has to do it in almost three decades more than three decades. Here's my problem Don in fairness to National League teams You cannot Implement this on February 6th. They have not built teams with designated. No, this has to be something you say starting 2020 Right and for the measure to be a home run because all of a sudden yeah those last three years of Robinson No, don't seem as bad, but isn't that kind of what you want to do like the DH extended careers We got to see Dave Winfield longer. We got to see Don Bailer longer Maybe we would have seen National League guys longer had the DH been in place and here what I would here's what I would say to the purists I get it That there was a distinct difference between the American League and the National League the way the game was played If you remember the umpires were were different you had American League umpires You had nationally umpires for the people that aren't old enough to remember Peter may not even remember this That there was a time where the American League umpires actually had the shield Where the National League umpires had the chest protector underneath their jersey The American League umpires actually had that big pillow in front of them remember that yeah and because of that the feeling was They couldn't see the low strike so in the American League the strike zone was completely different So there was a two distinct differences and there was no interleague play so they never played until they got to the World Series Now they play each other every day because of the odd number of teams Right they play each other every day There are no more American League and National League managers all the managers are in both leagues The only difference between the two leagues now the only difference is the DH why? It extends careers. You're trying to promote offense So other than the rare occasion where Bartolo Cologne actually entertained us when he got to the plate How is it still a thing? How why does it make any sense and the money that you're investing in these pitchers?  Or do what happened to Tanaka where he ends up like tearing both of his hamstrings running from third to How about Jim ming Wong? Good one This time in Houston. I remember when they were at the ground hitting last year hurt his elbow. Absolutely Michael I do believe these guys should be more athletic All right I do think it's a joke that cannot Tanaka can't run from third to home to try to get a run and Have to tear both of his hamstring it seems silly But you know what it exists and the way we protect these pitchers So we get this straight you won't let them throw one more pitch than they're supposed to but you let them run the basis Come on really crazy.  They're wearing jackets on the baseball. Come on Another one and this is the union trying to combat tanking Union proposed that any team that lost 90 more games in consecutive years would drop 15 places in the June draft And have its international pool money reduced by two million if it occurred for three straight years draft position would drop 20 places and Three million would be taken away in international money In addition the union recommended restructuring revenue sharing to give more money to low revenue teams that are succeeding in the win-loss Column see if you're willing to do that last part then why not reward the best team to miss the playoffs with the first overall pick All these sports should do it.  Listen, if you don't know what you're doing, why should be rewarded with the best player probably screw it up anyway Well, how about the the last The last team in the second wildcard team should get the first pick. At least they tried Yeah, but they got the benefit of being in the wildcard and we've seen wildcard teams win World Series before so that should be the motivation Ultimately right but right but the team that misses out But now it would be under my system all these sports should do it NBA NHL, you know more tanking The the best team not to make the playoffs gets the first overall pick and the reason this would be so fascinating is Teams that are lousy would be making trades in the deadline to get better so they can move up to get a better pick You're motivating teams to try It makes perfect sense to me especially in baseball when you have so many rounds and there's it's sometimes Indistinguishable the difference between the first overall pick and the 50th overall pick The best teams that don't make the playoffs get and and if they happen to sneak it to the playoffs all the better Motivate teams to win try to win make trades to win it would make the trading deadline more interesting It would make the season more interesting teams that are out of it would give you a reason to go out there and root For them to win games. It's a perfect solution Now as a way to control combat service time games Which you know teams keep strong prospects down to impact when they could begin arbitration of free agency Union proposed that a first-year player Would be awarded a full year of service And you were top three in rookie of the year MVP Cy Young or the Rivera Hoffman relief awards Was the LCS or World Series MVP or let a league and wins above replacement based on a blend of formulas I don't think the owners will go for that As a way to improve the game experience for fans Union offered to allow more players and dugouts to be miked and Have two-way mics between players so that in-game conversations can be heard by fans I like that and the Union proposed having a single trade deadline as early as before the all-star game as a way to force teams To try to win early and not sell off late Currently non waver deadline is July 31st waiver deadline is August 31st. Now. Here's the point. I love There are also right recommendations for studying the studying the lowering of the mound, which I hate I mean, what do you want 500 runs a game scored? Expanding the rosters to 26, which I love in exchange for September lowering to 28 there you go a 40-man roster in September Is one of the great dereliction of duty to what the sports about? And they say allowing major league contracts to amateur two sports athletes such as Kyle and Mari I don't like that because there's gonna be a guy who said by way I was on the tennis team. Yeah, yeah, but we ready. That's that's that's impossible So I would do that what I don't understand about the expansion of the rosters Expand the rosters, but how they have healthy scratches you expend the you you could expand the roster But you're still only allowed to dress The 25 Right. Yeah, why do teams get this influx of talent at the time when it's supposed to be a war of attrition, right? Why do I get all these fresh arms in September when I'm supposed to be battling to try to show you that? I'm stronger than you with what I had at the beginning of the year So bring these guys up because the minor league seasons over they need something to do and they can play But it's gonna come at the expense of somebody else do it like hockey you have a roster But you know what you're only allowed to dress in hockey It's 20 baseball you can have a 25 or even expanded to 28 if you want But to have 50 guys in the dugout all of them eligible to play at the time of the year when these games are the most important That makes zero sense. It's terrible It really is because there are teams that are playing for something and you could look at the Red Sox to hear that Terry Francona got fired You know, they were playing the Orioles and And the Orioles, you know the bucks running pitcher after pitcher out of there I mean a good manager is going to be able to take advantage of a 16 man bullpen another one of the proposals I read they want the bullpen to be limited to 12. I love that too And that maybe would stop all the nonsense with starters or openers or whatever the case may be


need to end this losing streak. Yo, what's going on Leaf Nation? It's Leaf for back again and welcome back to the channel. Today we're back with Monopoly Hut number four, I believe. And listen, we need to win this episode. It's been a while since we've won before doing so. I believe there's a free pack in the store here. There's two actually interesting. OK, Mighty Ducks jerseys and then a Mighty Ducks alumni. So I'm not sure who we're going to exactly take. I'm just going to skip this all. We got Jager, Koyvu, Bolsheman, McDonald's, Solani and Nita Meyer. I think it's going to be between Solani and Nita Meyer, to be honest. Looking at Solani here, 92 speed, 92 Excel. Pretty good. A very good shot. Good hands, good checking stats. So right now we're leaning towards Solani. Looking at Scott Nita Meyer here, 89 speed, 89 Excel. Not the greatest shot. Good puck control, good passing. I don't know, man. I think right now I think the play is to go with Tim Solani, and I think that's the guy we're taking. Welcome to the team, Timu. So essentially, Laura Stacey is going to be coming out of the lineup for Mr. Tim Solani. I think that's a pretty good upgrade, a little plus two. I'm excited to try him out. So he'll be on the third line, I believe, with Ropehence and Jesper Brad. Not a bad look in third line. We might even move him up to the second, to be honest, to play with Tavares and Schofield and move Terry down with Hence and Brad. So we are back at the board here. We left off on open to gold packs for the first time this year. We're going to be rolling two dice instead of one, like I've usually been doing. I think it just gives us more time to go around the board. So here we go, rolling for the first time and we get a 12. All right. So a 12 is by any card. Let's go ahead and do that quickly looking here. We don't actually have 342 to spend again. My main account and my monopoly account are combined into one this year. We have just under 2700 coins to spend on a new player. So let's head to the market and see what's available at that price. And looking at the team, a fourth line center would be pretty suffice, honestly, any right wing would be pretty good. Defense is pretty solid, to be honest. So maybe we're looking for a little bit of a forward upgrade, maybe get a better first line to play with Hughes and Ovechkin. First card that's catching my eye right now is this Taylor Hall, 90 speed, 90, 89 Excel, very good shot. So he's definitely a viable option right now. He's the only one I'm really liking. Honestly, guys, been looking through this marker for a little while. And I honestly think we're just going to go with Taylor Hall. He honestly fits a team right handedness. I think he's our guy right now. So essentially what we're going to do is we're going to move Trevor Moore down to the fourth line. Laffarinier is going to be getting replaced for Mr. Taylor Hall. So the first line is looking pretty good. Ovee Hughes, Taylor Hall, not bad. Third line stay in the same fourth, third stay in the same second stay in the same fourth differ now with more Roberson and Arvidson. We're one off wingman. So if we can get a wingman player, eventually that'd be good. But other than that, it's time to head into the first episode. The first game of my God. First game, Patrick Waugh, Philippe Poulin and 89 Conor McDavid. OK, your poke. There you go. Taylor Hall on his debut. Bring it to the net. Taylor Hall with a shot on goal. Two good saves from Patrick Waugh, man. It's going to be hard to score this game. Patrick Waugh and net man. Good save. And it gets deflected in by Johnny Goudreau off to an amazing start. We couldn't get the puck off of anyone there. He cycled for a bit and Johnny Hockey puts one in sister from Tudin and LaTang. He's got a great team. OK, it's fine. We're fine. I feel like we were playing OK up until that point. Roof room for improvement for sure. A few moments later. And it's to nothing. I like he just burns by my defense so easily. Owen Nolan, another team builder for him, makes it two to nothing. Literally seconds later. This guy's team is crazy, bro. And let's make it three to nothing. What a fun first period, man. This is crazy. 88, 89, 89, 89, 89, 88, 89. Another 89, another. He is every team builder. That's actually crazy. Oh, my God, boys. Yeah, no, we ain't winning this one. Like, let's let's be real with each other. Look at his goal setting tandem, too. We're not winning this one. That's crazy. Player switching is horrible. I'm quitting out of this game. I'm having zero fun playing it. Let's just get back to the board. I honestly, I can't believe I'm playing a team like this with the team I have. It's crazy. We're back at the board. I did not want to play a second longer of that game. I can't believe I'm going up against teams like that. But regardless, we're back at the board looking for a better role, rolling for the second time this episode.  I had to count on my head quickly. I'm horrible on math nine. So nine is open up for gold packs. Give me something good. Time to test our luck for these bad boys to be open. These packs aren't great, but it's OK. Hoping for the best here. All right, so Burden definitely not going to make the team. Hopefully I pronounced his name right. Lindbergh definitely not going to make the team so far. Nothing good. Eric Hummery definitely not going to make the team. You see that gold gold tint and you think it's going to be someone good. Pro Vrov might make the team. I'm not too sure. Our defense is pretty solid. I think our lowest overall is 81. So I don't know if you'll make the team. Three more of these absolutely amazing packs left. Again, just hoping for the best here. I hoping for an upgrade onto the team. We don't know if we're going to get that so far. It is not looking like a three cards left yet to pull an 80 plus. It's going to stay that way. These packs absolutely blow. We're skipping this one because why not? And again, absolutely nothing. I'm glad I saved you guys this time. And last, but certainly certainly not least. OK, last one. Can we get an 80 plus in this one? There's two packs that we didn't get one. And it looks like this one's not going to continue. Yegor, who I think we're not using, that might be a fourth line upgrade there. That's not bad. Other than that, that's about it. So Pro Vrov and Yegor, I can't pronounce his last name. It's too long. We call him Yegor. So Yegor is going to be taking the place of Nick Robertson. That's a pretty big upgrade, if I do say so myself. And he's playing beside Arvetson and Trevor Moore. Pro Vrov, man. I don't see him coming in over Surgachev or Byrom or Dunbar or Berry. So that's the only upgrade we're going with. Second game, Byrom, Theodore, Pasta, a little bit more of a doable team, I think. Here we go. Down the wing comes Alexander Ovechkin, little LT. Couldn't play that right. The Hughes couldn't get a connection on that. Taylor Hall. OK. Taylor Hall. Yeah, that's that's a good hockey goal. That's for sure. Pretty boring first period, to be honest. We're up by one. That's about it to be said about this game. Get in there, Ovi. Here we go. Alexander Ovechkin to the net. And it's a goal from Alexander Ovechkin. It's a two, nothing lead. OK. Let's defend now. The poke, the poke again from Dunbar. What a safe from Allmark. Another safe. Oh, Linus Allmark is keeping us in this right now. OK, yeah, we could just not get the puck there for some reason.  It's a two one hockey game. Good goal. Let's go, Fox. Over cross rope, a hint, and we get it right back. Three to one, we regain a two goal lead. Absolutely huge goal. Hope it hints climbing climbing up the leaderboards there. Nice to see. Tyson Barry Loshan and Jesper Bratt. Oh, my God. Are we actually going to win a virtual hockey game this episode? It might actually happen. And he quit. It happened. Our losing streak is over. Oh, that is so nice. Looking at the stats here, man. I mean, we just ran away with that game. We take it. Let's move on. Beautiful win. Right back to the board, wanting to get another good role. So here we go rolling for the last time this episode and we get a four. So a four is a discard pack. I swear if this is a time we pull something in a premium pack, I will cry. In a way, I want to open up this pack and just not luck. But at the same time, I do want to see what I pull and see the pain in my eyes when I pull something good. We're skipping. There's nothing good in here. We take the coins, add it to the coin total, 2600 coins. Don't mind if we do that. Discard pack could have been way worse. We're hopping in to the last game of this episode after that. No changes made after that discard pack, obviously. Last game, Panarin, McCann, Poulin, wearing those beautiful hawks jerseys. Let's try to get two wins this episode. Why not? Let's do it. Switch it around back to Fox. Good passing. Nice use. Losha, rebound. Taylor Hall, it bounced over his stick. That could have been the one, nothing goal. Oh, my God. Linus Allmark kind of keeping us in this episode. Looking for something here. We see Taylor Hall. What a rocket, but what an even better save. I believe that's UC Saros in that. Good poke. SkullTavarez over to Solani, who's got speed. Solani, nice move. Schofield, where's the puck? Schofield again. Solani bringing around the net. There it is.  All right, we're getting our chances here. This feels good. Good save. Oh, my God, Allmark. I guess we were due to let in a bad goal. But my God, we're playing amazing at one end. He comes down the other and it just trickles in. It's a one-nothing hockey game. It happens. And he comes down the scores right away after that. Okay, I'm honestly not sure how we don't have a goal yet. We're gonna find our way through this game. It's not like we're playing bad. What a time for my controller to die, eh? What a time to be alive. My controller has died. Lovely, I have zero luck with this game, man.  Losha rebound, there it is. Ovachkin, we get it back, down by two. That was a huge goal to get. We needed that so badly. Beautiful move.  End of two, we brought it back. We're still down by two. I believe, I believe. Playing it simple, I believe. Tell me I've heard those words before watching any Leaf game ever. We gotta be aggressive. There's only a minute left. I forgot that this is the burst mode, so you literally only have two minutes to try to catch up. We almost gave one up there, but it's okay. We come down the other way and score now. Here we go. Over, cross, no. All right, 7.4 seconds left. We definitely lost this game. Let's be real with each other, but let's try to make it a closer one, maybe. I don't know. Okay, so much for that. Well, truck that up as another L. We were close in it. Just kinda come out with the win, man.  We have no time to come back in a game. It is what it is, man. We can't win them all. So we finally did win a game after a long while. We also only went one and two this episode, but it is what it is. The team's getting a little better. We're getting there. We need some big pulls, man. Let me know if I should put some more special packs onto the Monopoly Hub board. At the same time, it's kinda fun trying to build a good team. But at the same time, when you're going up against God Squads like that first game, it's kinda hard and unmotivating, if that makes any sense. But anyways, guys, that's it for today's Monopoly Hub episode. If you guys did enjoy it, be sure to drop a like on it. If you guys are new around here, make sure to hit the subscribe button down below. We are on the road to 5,000 subscribers. If we hit that, man, I'm gonna be so happy. Regardless, I'm so happy with the support you guys have been giving me so far to start off the year. So thank you guys so much for everything. But like I said, guys, that is it for today's video. Thank you guys very much for watching, and I'll talk to you guys later. Peace!


CHAPTER 32 The Cornfield Aristocrat It was an innocent little note from Jeff Saxton. A polite, humble little note. It said that Jeff had a card to the Astoria Club and wouldn't Milt please have lunch with him. But Milt dropped it on the table and he walked around it as though it were a dictograph which he discovered in the table drawer after happy, happy, hidden hours at counterfeiting. It seemed more dangerous to refuse than to go. He browned the celebrated new shoes. He pressed the distinguished new trousers with a light and quite unsatisfactory flat iron. He re-re-retied his best spotted blue bow. It persisted in having the top flaps too short. But the re-tying gave him spiritual strength and he modestly clumped into the aloof brick portal of the Astoria Club on time. He had never been in a club before. He looked at the red-tiled floor of the entrance hall. He stared through the hall into an immense lounge with the largest and softest chairs in the world with oil portraits of distinguished old bucks and ninety percent of the wealth and power of Seattle pulling at several mustaches, reading the P.I. and ignoring the lone intruder out in the hall. A small zulu and blue tights and brass buttons glared at Milt, and a large, soft, suave, insulting young man demanded, Yes, sir? Mr. Jeffery Saxton ventured Milt. Not in, sir. The sir sounded like, and you know it. The flaming guardian retired behind a narrow section of a bookkeeper's desk and ignored him. I am to meet him for lunch, Milt forlornly persisted. The young man looked up, hurt and annoyed at finding that the person was still to be dealt with. If you will wait in there, he groaned. Milt sat in there, which was a small blue tapestry room with hard chairs intended to discourage bill collectors. He turned his hat round and round till he saw Jeff Saxton, slim and straight and hard as the stick hooked over his arms sailing into the hall. He plunged out after him, took refuge with him from the still unconvinced inspection of the hallman. For twenty seconds he loved Jeff Saxton. And Jeff seemed to adore him in turn. He solicitously led Milt to the hat-checking counter. He showed Milt the lounge and the billiard room through which Milt crept with erect shoulders and easy eyes and a heart simply paralyzed with fear that one of these grizzled club men with clipped mustaches would look at him. He coaxed Milt into a grill that was a cross between the Chinese throne room and a Viennese vine-stube. And he implored his friend Milt to do him the favour of trying the very fair English mutton chops and potatoes aggrotten. I did want to see you again before we go east, Daggett. He said pleasantly. The thanks. When do you go? I'm trying to get Miss Boltwood to start soon now. The season is opening in the east. She does like your fine, sturdy west, as I do. But still, when we think of the exciting new shows opening and the dances and the touch with the great world, oh, it does make one eager to get back. That's so, risk Milt. We, um, Daggett, in fact I'm going to call you Milt as Claire does. You don't know what a pleasure it has been to have encountered you. There's a fine, keen courage about you, Western chaps, that makes a cautious old fogey like me envious. I shall remember meeting you with a great deal of pleasure. Thanks. Been a pleasure to meet you. And I know Claire will too. Milt felt that he was being dealt with foully. He wanted to object to Saxton's acting as agent for Claire as incompetent, irrelevant, immaterial, and no foundation laid. But he could not see just where he was being led. And with Saxton glowing at him as warmly and greasily as the mutton chops, Milt could only smile wanly and reflectively feel the table-leg to see if it was loose enough to jerk out in case of need. Saxton was being optimistic. In fact Claire and I both hope that some day when you've finished your engineering course we'll see you in the East. I wonder, as I say, my dear fellow, I've taken the greatest fancy to you, and I do hope you won't think I'm too intimate if I say that I imagine that even in your charming friendship with Miss Boltwood you've probably never learned what important people the Boltwoods are. I thought I'd tell you so that you could realize the privilege both you and I have in knowing them. Henry B. is, while not a man of any enormous wealth, regarded as one of the keenest intellects in New York wholesale circles. But beyond that he is a scholar and a man of the broadest interests. Of course the Boltwoods are too modest to speak of it, but he was chiefly instrumental in the establishment of the famous Brooklyn Symphony Orchestra and his ancestors clear through. His father was a federal judge, his mother's brother was a general in the Civil War, and afterwards an ambassador. So you can guess something of the position Claire holds in the fine, quiet, solid, old Brooklyn set. Henry Ward Beecher himself was complimented at being asked to dine with the Boltwoods of his day. And, no, the table leg wouldn't come loose, so it was only verbally that the suddenly recovered milk attacked. Only is nice to have one of those old families. It's something like, as you say, you and I have gotten pretty well acquainted along the line, so I guess I can say it to you. My father and his folks came from that same kind of family. Father's dad was a judge, back in Maine, and in the war Granddad was quite friendly with Grant. This tribute of milk to his grand sire was loyal, but inaccurate. Judge Daggett, who wasn't a judge at all, but a JP, had seen General Grant only once, and at the time the judge had been in company with all the other privates in the 14th Maine. Dad was a pioneer. He was a doctor. He had to give up all this easygoing stuff in order to help open up the West to civilization. But I guess it was worth it. He used to do the hardest kind of operations on kitchen tables with his driver giving the chloroform. I'm mighty proud of him. As you say, it's kind of what you might call inspiring to belong to the old pilgrim-ever-stocracy. Never before had Milt claimed relation to a group regarding which his only knowledge was the information derived from the red school history to the effect that they all carried blunderbuses, put people in the stocks for whistling, and frequently said, Why don't you speak for yourself, John? But he had made his boast with a clear eye and a pleasant, superior, calm smile. Oh, very interesting, grunted Saxon. Would you like to see Grandfather's daguerreotype? Oh, yes, yes, thanks. That would be very interesting. Do let me see it when, as I was saying, Clare Doubtless has a tremendous social career before her. So many people expecting her to marry well. Of course, she has a rather unusual combination of charm and intelligence, and, in fact, I think we may both be glad that. Yes, that's right. And the best thing about her is the way she can shake off all that social stuff and go camping and be a regular human being, Milt caressed. No doubt, no doubt, though, of course, though that isn't an inherent part of her, I fancy she's been rather tired by this long trip, poor child. Of course, she isn't very strong. That's right, real pluck. And of course, she'll get stronger by hiking. You've never seen her bucking a dangerous hill. I kind of feel that a person who hasn't seen her in the wilds doesn't know her. I don't want to be a contradictory old man, but I feel on the other hand that no one who has failed to see her at the Junior League dances in a poire frock can know her. Come, come. Don't know how we drifted into this chorus of praise of Clare. What I wanted to ask was your opinion of the Pierce arrow. I'm thinking of buying one. Do you think that, all the way home, Milt exalted? I put it all over him. I wasn't scared by the don't butt into the aristocracy, my young friend stuff. I lied handsome. But darn it, now I'll have to live up to my New England Air aristocracy. Wonder if my granddad's dad was a hired man or a wood sawyer? Never mind. I'm Daggett of Daggett from now on. He bounded up to his room, vain gloriously remarking, I'm there with the ancestors. I was brought up in the handsome city of Schoenstrom, which was founded by a colony of Vermont Yankees, headed by Herman Schumauts. I was never allowed to play with the Dutch kids, and he opened the door. The Schoenstrom minister taught me Greek and was my bosom friend. He stopped with his heart in his ankles. Lawling on the bed, grinning, waving a cigarette, was Bill McAulay, proprietor of the old home lunch of Schoenstrom, Minnesota. Where the heck did you come from? stammered the deposed aristocrat to his bosom friend, Bill. The old lemon pie-faced, lollic-agon flap-footed crap-nose son of misery. Gee, but it's good to see you, Milt. Bill was off the bed, wringing Milt's hand with simple joy, with perfect faith that in finding his friend all the troubles of life were over, and Milt was gloomily discovering the art of diplomacy. Bill was his friend, yes, but it was hard enough to carry his own self. He pictured Jeff Saxton leering at the door, and while he pounded Bill's shoulder and called him the name which, west of Chicago, is the token of hatred and of extreme gladness and hating, he discovered that someone had stolen his stomach and left a piece of ice in its place. They settled down on bed and chair. Bill's ears red with joy, while Milt demanded, How the deuce did you get here?  Milt was realizing, and hating himself for realizing, that Bill's face was dirty, his hair linty, the bottom of his trousers frayed masses of mud, while Bill chuckled. I figured out maybe I could get a job here in a restaurant and you and me could room together. I sold out my goodwill in the old home lunch for a hundred bucks. I was going to travel swell, riding the cushions, but Pete Swanson wanted me to go down to the city's first, and we run into some pretty swift travelers in Minneapolis and a couple of girls, say, kid, some class. Bill winked and Milt. Milt was rather sick. He knew Bill's conception of class in young women. Was this the fellow he had liked so well? These the ideas, which a few months ago he had taken as natural and extremely amusing. And I got held up in an alley off Washington Avenue, and they got the last twenty bones off me, and I was flattered in a pancake. So I says, Ishka the Bibble, and I sneaks on to the blind luggage, and bums my way west. You'd have died laughing to see me throwing my feet for grub. Oh, I'm some panhandler.  Milt was trying to ignore the voice that was raging, and now he expects to live on me, after throwing his own money away, the caster, the hobo. He'll expect to meet Claire. I'll kill him before I let him soil her by looking at her. Him and his classy girls. Milt tried to hear only the other inner voice which informed him. He looks at you so trustingly. He'd give you his shirt if you needed it, and he wouldn't make you ask for it. Milt tried to be hearty. What are you going to do, old kid? Well, the first thing I'm going to do is borrow ten iron men and a pair of pants. You bet. Here she is. Haven't got any extra pants, tell you. Here's another five. You can get the pants at the store in the next block, this side of the street. Hustle along now and get them. He chuckled at Bill. He patted his arm. He sought to hurry him out. He had to be alone, to think. But Bill kissed the fifteen dollars, carelessly rammed it into his pocket, crawled back on the bed, and yawned. Watch the rush. Gosh, I'm sleepy. Say, Milt, what do you think of me and you starting a lunch room here together? You got enough money out of the garage. Oh, no, no, gee, I'd like to, Bill, but you see, well, I've got to hold on to what little I've got so I can get through engineering school. Sure, but you could cash in on a restaurant. You could work evenings in the dump, and there would be a lot of city sports hanging around, and we'd have the time of our lives. No, I study evenings, and the fact is, Bill, I've met a lot of nice fellows at the university, and I kind of go around with them. Oh, how do you get that way, rats?   What do you know about them? I don't get sore.  That's all. Men any of the high-toned skirts? Yes, I have. Trot him up, and let me give him the once-over. We'll see about it. Now, I gotta go to a mathematics recitation, Bill. You make yourself comfortable. I'll be back at five. Milt did not have to go to a recitation. He marched out with bristness in his step and a book under his arm. But when he reached the corner, the bristness proved to be spurious in the mathematics book, proved to be William Rose Benet's Merchants of Cathay, which Killare had given him in the Yellowstone and which he had rescued from the wrecked bug. He stood staring at it. He opened it with unhappy tenderness. He had been snatched from the world of beautiful words and serene dignity, of soaring mountains and companionship with Claire in the radiant morning, back to the mud and dust of show and strong, from the opera to city sports in a lunch room. He hated Bill McAulay and his sneering assumption that Milt belonged in the filth with him, and he hated himself for not being enough of a genius to combine Bill McAulay and Claire Boltwood. But not once in his maelstrom of worry on that street corner did he expect Claire to like Bill. Through all his youthful agonizing, he had enough common sense to know that though Claire might conquer a mountain pass, she could never be equal to the social demands of show and strong and Bill McAulay. He wandered for an hour and came back to find that in a dry city which he had never seen before, the crafty Bill had obtained a quart of bourbon and was in a state of unsteady beatitude. He wanted, he announced, to dance. Milt got him into the community bathtub and sourced him under, but Bill's wet body was slippery and Bill's merry soul was all for frolicsome gambling, and he slid out of Milt's grasp. He sloshed around in the tub, he sprinkled Milt's sacred good suit with soapy water and escaped, and in the costume of Adam he danced orientally in Milt's room till he was seized with sleepiness and cosmic grief and retired to Milt's bed in tears and nothing else. The room dimmed, grew dark. The street lamps outside sent a wan, wavering gleam into the room. Evening crowds went by, and in a motion picture theater a banging piano struck up. Bill breathed in choking snorts. Milt sat unmoving, feeling very old, very tired, too dumbly unhappy to be frightened of the dreadful coming hour when Claire and Jeff should hear of Bill and discover Milt's real world. He was not so romantically loyal, not so inhumanely heroic, that it can truthfully be reported that he never thought of getting rid of Bill. He did think of it, again and again. But always he was touched by Bill's unsuspecting trust and shook his head and sank again into the fog. What was the use of trying to go ahead? Wasn't he, after all, merely a Bill McAulay himself? If he was he wouldn't inflict himself on Claire. For several minutes he gave up forever the possessed of climbing. When Bill awoke, brightly solicitous about the rest of the court of bourbon and bouncingly ready to go out and have a time, Milt loafed about the streets with him, showing him the city. He'd dolly cut his glasses next morning and took Bill to the warbs. It was late in the afternoon when they were lounging in the room and Bill was admiring his new pants. He boasted of having bought them for three dollars, and pointed out that Milt had been a galoot to spend ten dollars for shoes that someone knocked at the door. Sleepily, expectant of his landlady, Milt opened it on Miss Claire Boltwood, Mr. and Mrs. Eugene Gilson, and Mr. Jeffrey Saxton. Saxton calmly looked past him at Bill, smiled slightly and condescended. I thought we ought to call on you so we've dropped in to beg for tea. Bill had stopped midway in scratching his head to gape at Claire. Claire returned the look. Stared at Bill's frowsy hair, his red wrist, his wrinkled, grease-stained coat, his expression of impertinent stupidity. Then she glanced, questionily at Milt, who choked, Oh, yes, yes, sure. Glad to see you. Come in, get some tea. So glad to see you. Come in. End of Chapter 32 Chapter 33 of Free Air This LibriVox recording is in the public domain. Free Air by Sinclair Lewis Chapter 33 Tooth Mug Tea My friend Mr. Bill McGowley. I knew him in Schoenstrom. Come on to Seattle for a while. Bill, these are some people I met along the road. Milt grumbled. Glad to meet him. Have a chair. Have two chairs.  Ha, ha, ha! Say! I guess I better pike out and give the folks a chance to chin with you. Bill fondly offered. Oh, sit down. Milt snapped at him. They all sat down. Four on the bed. And Milt's inner ear heard a mute snicker from the gilsons and sacked him. He tried to talk. He couldn't. Bill looked at him and, perceiving the dumbness, gallantly helped out.  Good scout, Milt is. We always used to say at Schoenstrom that he was the best darned hand at fixing a fliver and seven town-chips. So you knew Mr. Daggett at home. Now isn't that nice? said Mrs. Gilson. Knew him? Say, Milt and I was brung up together. Why, him and I have bummed around together and worked on farm summers and fished for bullheads. Ever catch a bullhead? Damn'd a slippery as fish you ever saw and got horns that sting the stuffens out of you. And, say, I wonder if Milt's told you about the time we had at a barn dance once. There was a bunch of hicks there, and I says, say, kid, let's puncture their tires and hide back at the manure pile and watch the fun when they come out. I guess maybe I was kind of stewed a little to tell the truth, but of course, Milt, he don't drink much. Hardly at all. Nice straight kid if I do say so. Bill, Milt ordered. We must have some tea. Here's six bits. You run down to the corner of the grocery and get some tea and a little cream. Oh, you better buy three, four cups, too. Hustle now, son. Add a boy yours to command, ladies and gents, like the fellow says. Bill boomed delightedly. He winked at Jeff Saxton, airily spun his broken hat on his dirty forefinger and sauntered out. Charming fellow, a real original, crooned Mrs. Gilson. Did he know your friend Mr. Pinky? asked Saxton. Before Milt could answer, Claire rose from the bed, inspected the Gilson's and Jeff with cold dislike, and said quietly to Milt, the poor dear thing, he was dreadfully embarrassed. It's so good of you to be nice to him. I believe in being loyal to your old friends. Oh, so do I, babbled Mrs. Gilson. It's just too splendid, and we must do something for him. I'm going to invite Mr. Daggett and Mr. Magollops, was it, to dinner this evening. I do want to hear him tell about your boyhood. It must have been so interesting. It was, mused Milt. It was poor and miserable. We had to work hard. We had to fight for whatever education we got. We had no one to teach us courtesy. Oh, now, with your fine old doctor father, surely he was an inspiration. Jeff didn't. This time, trouble to hide the sneer. Yes, he was. He gave up the chance to be a rich loafer in order to save farmers' babies for fees that he never got. I'm sure he did. I wish I'd known him. We need to know men like that in this pink frosting playing at living we have in cities, Claire said sweetly. Not to Milt, but to Jeff. Mrs. Gilson had ignored them, waiting with the patience of a cat at a mouse-hole, and she went on. But you haven't said you'd come this evening. Do say you will. I don't suppose Mr. Magollops will care to dress for dinner. With saccharine devotion, Milt yearned back. No, Mrs. Gilson, no. Mr. Magolloway won't care to dress. He's eccentric. But you'll make him come.  Then, abruptly, Milt hurled at Mrs. Gilson. All right. We'll come. Bill will be awfully funny. He's never been out of a jerkwater burg in his life, hardly. He's an amusing cuss. He thinks I'm smart. He loves me like a dog. Oh, he's rich. Ha-ha-ha! Milt might have gone on. If he had, Mr. and Mrs. Gilson would have gone away, much displeased. But Bill arrived with some of the worst tea in the world and four cups tastefully done in Cupid's heads and much guilt. Milt made tea, ignoring them, while Bill entertained the Gilson's and Saxon's with Rabilasian stories of threshing time when shirts prickly with shaft and gritty with dust stuck to sweat dripping backs of the funny thing of Milt and Bill being hired to move a garbage pile and swiping their employer's mushmelons of knotting shirts at the swimming-holes so that the balling youngsters had the chewed beef, of drinking beer in the livery stable at Melrose, of dropping the water pitcher from a st. Kloppstock hotel window up on the head of the constabule and escaping from him across the lean-to roof. Mrs. Gilson encouraged him. Bill sat with almost closed eyes, glorying in the saga of small-town life. Saxon and Gilson did not conceal their contemptuous grins. But Claire, after nervously rubbing the tips of her thumbs with flickering agitated fingers, she had paid no attention to Bill and the revelation of Milt's rustic life. She had quietly gone to Milt to help him prepare the scanty tea. She whispered, Never mind, dear. I don't care. It was all twice as much fun as being wheeled in lacy prams by cranky nurses as Jeff and I were. But I know how you feel.  No, I'm not. We were wild kids. We raised a lot of cane, but I'm glad we did. So am I. I couldn't stand it if you were ashamed. Listen to me and remember little Claire's words of wisdom. These fools are trying. Oh, they're so obvious. They're trying to make me feel that the prim-miss-bolt foot of Brooklyn Heights is a stranger to you. Well, they're succeeding in making me a stranger. To them. Claire, dear, you don't mind, Bill? Yes, I do. And so do you. You've grown away from him. I know, but today has been quite a test. Yes, it has, because if I can stand your friend Mr. McGallaway, then you do care. Perhaps. And if I think that he's, oh, not much good, and I remember that for a long time you just had him to play with, then I'm all the more anxious to make it up to you. Don't be sorry for me. I can't stand that. After all, it was a good town, and good folks. No, no, I'm not sorry for you. I just mean you couldn't have had some terribly much fun after you were eighteen or so. Shown strong must have been a little dull after very many years there. This stuff about the charm of Backwood's villages, the people that write it seem to take jolly good care to stay in Long Island suburbs. Claire, he was whispering desperately. The tea's most done.  Let's run away. No, first I'm going to convince them that you are what I know you are. But you can't. Huh, you wait. I've thought of the most beautiful, beastly, cruel plan for the reduction of social obesity. Then she was jauntily announcing, Tea, my dears. Jeff, you get the tooth-mug. Isn't this jolly? Yes, oh yes, very jolly. Jeff was thoroughly patronizing, but she didn't look offended. She made them drink the acid tea and taste the chalk-like bread-and-butter sandwiches. She coaxed Bill to go on with his stories, and when the persistent Mrs. Gilson again asked the pariahs to come to dinner, Claire astonished Milt and still more astonished Mrs. Gilson by begging, oh yes, please do come, Milt. He consented savagely. But first, Claire added to Mrs. Gilson, I want us to take the boys to—oh, I have the bulliest idea. Come, everybody, we're going riding. Uh, whirr, hinted Mr. Gilson. That's my secret. Come! Claire pranced to the door, heard it all of them down to the limousine, whispered an address to the chauffeur. Milt didn't much care for that ride. Bill was somewhat too evidently not accustomed to limousines. He wiped his shoes, caked with red mud upon the seat cushions, and apologized perspiringly. He said, gee, willikens, that's a dandy ID, telephoned the ball the chauffeur out with. And are them flowers real, the bokeh in the vase? But the Gilson's and Jeff Saxton were happy about it all, till the car turned from a main thoroughfare upon a muddy street of shacks that clung like goats to the side of a hot cut, a street unchanged from the pioneer days of Seattle. Good heavens, Claire, you aren't taking us to see Aunt Hattie, are you? Wailed Mrs. Gilson. Oh, yes indeed, I knew the boys would like to meet her. No, really, I don't think—eva my soul. Jeff and you planned our tea-party today, and assured me I'd be so interested in Milt's bachelor apartment. By the way, I'd been up there already, so it wasn't entirely a surprise. It's my turn to lead. She confided to Milt. Dear old Aunt Hattie is related to all of us. She's Jean's aunt and my fourth cousin, and I think she's distantly related to Jeff. She came west early and had a hard time, but she's real Brooklyn Heights, and she belongs to Gramercy Park and North Washington Square and Rittenhouse Square and Back Bay, too, though she has got out of touch a little, so I wanted you to meet her.  Silent, save for polite observations of Claire-upon's tight skirts and lumbering, the merry company reached the foot of a lurching flight of steps that scrambled up a clay bank to a cottage like a hen that is set too long. Milt noticed that Mrs. Gilson made efforts to remain in the limousine when it stopped, and he caught Gilson's mutter to his wife. No, it's Claire's turn. Be a sport, Eva. Claire led them up the badly listed steps to an unpainted porch on which sat a little old lady, very neat, very respectable, very interested, and reflectively holding in one ivory hand a dainty hangar-chief and a black clay pipe. Hello, Claire, my dear. You've broken the relative's record. Use it called twice in less than a year, said the little old lady. How do you do, Aunt Harriet? remarked Mrs. Gilson with great lack of warmth. Hello, Eva. Sit down on the edge of the porch. Those chickens have made it awful dirty, though, haven't they? Bring out some chairs. There's two chairs that don't go down under you, often. Aunt Harriet was very cheerful. The group legubriously settled in a circle upon an assemblage of wind-broken red velvet chairs and wooden stools. They resembled the aftermath of a funeral on a damp day. Claire was the cheerful undertaker. Mrs. Gilson the grief-stricken widow. Claire waved at Milt and conversed with Aunt Hattie in a high brisk voice. This is the nice boy I met on the road that I think I told you about, cousin Hattie. The little old lady screwed up the delicate skin about her eyes, examined Milt and cackled, Boy, there's something wrong here. You don't belong with my family while you look like an American. You haven't got an imitation monocle, and I bet you can't talk with a New York London accent. While Claire I'm ashamed of you for bringing a human being into the boltwood, Gilson-saxed-and-tomb and expecting, then was the smile of Mrs. Gilson lost forever. It was simultaneously torpedoed, mined, scuttled, and bombed. It went to the bottom without a ripple while Mrs. Gilson snapped. Aunt Hattie, please don't be vulgar. Me? croaked the little old lady. She puffed at her pipe and dropped her elbows on her knees. My ain't it hard to please some folks? Cousin Hattie, I want Milt to know about our families. I love the dear old stories, Claire begged prettily. Mrs. Gilson snarled. Claire, really?  Yelp the dear little old lady, and sudden and dismaying rage. I'll talk if I want to.  I tell you, boy, these families are fierce. I was brought up in Brooklyn, went through all the schools, used to be able to misplay the piano and mispronounce French with the best of them. Then Jeans-Paw and I came west together. He had an idea he'd get rich robbing the engines of their land, and we went broke. I took in washing. I learned a lot. I learned that Gilson was just the same common stuff as a red shirt miner when he was up against it. But Jeans-Paw succeeded. There was something about practically stealing a first gunner, but I never was one to tattle on my kin. Anyway, by the time Jeans come along, his paw was rich, and that means aristocratic. This aristocracy west of Pittsburgh is just twice as bad as the snobbery in Boston or New York, because back there the families have had their wealth long enough, some of them got it by stealing real estate in 1820, and some by selling Jamaica rum and niggers way back before the Revolutionary War. They've been respectable so long that they know mighty well and good that nobody except a Britisher is going to question their blue blood. And oh my, what good bluing third generation money does make. But out here in God's country, the marquises of milling and the barons of beef are still uneasy. Even their pretty women, after going to the best hairdressers and patronizing the best charities, sometimes get scared lest somebody think they have an either brains or a breeding. So they're nasty to all low pussins like you and me, to make sure we understand how important they are. But lans, I know them, boy. I'm kept pinching up here out of the way, but I read the social notes in the papers and I chuckle. When there's a big reception and I read about Mrs. Voglund's pearls and her beautiful daughter-in-law, I remember how she used to run a boarding house for minors. Well, I guess it's just as shoddy in the east if you go far enough back.  Now, my I oughtn't to tell that. Do you mind, dearie? Not a bit. Isn't it delightful that this is such a democratic country with no castes, said Claire? At this, the first break in the little old lady's undamminable flood, Mrs. Gilson sprang up yammering. The rest of you may stay as long as you like, but if I'm to be home in time to dress for dinner, yes, and I must be going, babbled Sackston. Milt noted that his lower lip showed white tooth marks. It must be admitted that all of them rather ignored the little old lady for a moment. Milt was apologetically hinting, I don't really think Bill and I better come to dinner this evening, Mrs. Gilson. Thanks a lot, but it's kind of sudden. Claire again took charge. Not at all, Milt. Of course you're coming. It was Eva herself who invited you. I'm sure she'll be delighted. Charmed, said Mrs. Gilson, with the expression of one who has swallowed castor oil and doubts the unity of the universe. There was a lack of ease about the farewells to Aunt Harriet. As they all turned away, she beckoned Milt and murmured, Did I raise the dickens? I tried to. It's the only solace besides smoking that a moral old lady can allow herself after she gets to be 82 and begins to doubt everything they used to teach her. Come and see me, boy. Now get out, and, boy, beat up Jean Gilson.  Just sail in. I will, said Milt. He had one more surprise before he reached the limousine.  Gosh, I never supposed you had enough class to mingle with elities like this gang. But I know when I'm in wrong. You were too darn decent to kick me out. Do it myself. You're the best friend I ever had in. Good luck, old man. God bless you. Bill was gone, running, stumbling, fleeing past and Harriet's college off into a sandy hilltop vacancy. The last Milt saw of him was when, on the skyline, Bill stopped for a glance back and seemed to be digging his knuckles into his eyes. Then Milt turned and, resolutely, marched down the stairs, said to his host with a curious quietness, Thank you for asking me to dinner, but I'm afraid I can't come. Claire, will you walk a few blocks with me? During the half-minute it had taken to descend the steps Milt had reflected with an intensity which forgot Bill that he had been selfish, that he had thought only of the opinion of these nice people regarding himself, instead of understanding that it was his duty to save Claire from their innervating niceness. Not that he phrased it quite in that way. What he had been muttering was, Rotten shame, me so scared of folks' clothes that I don't stand up to him and keep him from smothering Claire. Lord, it would be awful if she settled down to being a Mrs. Jeff Saxton. Got to save her, not for myself, for her. It may have been Aunt Harriet, it may have been Milt's resolution, but Mrs. Gilson answered almost meekly. Well, if you think, would you like to walk Claire? As he tramped off with Claire, Milt demanded, glad to escape. Yes, and I'm glad you refused dinner. It really has been wearing this trial by food. This is the last time I'll dare meet the gilsons, and I'll have to be going back east. I hope the gilsons will forgive me someday. I'm afraid you didn't win them over by Aunt Hattie.  O, these horrid social complications.  Oh, these complications, they don't exist. We just make them like we make rules for a card game. What the deuce do we care about the opinions of people we don't like? And who appointed these people to a fixed social position? Did the president make Saxton high cock-a-lorum of dress suits or something? Why, these are just folks, the same as kings and coal heavers. There's no army we've got to fight. There's just you and me, you and I. And if we stick together, then we have all society. We ARE all society. Yes, but, Milt, dear, I don't want to be an outcast. You won't be. In the long run, if you don't take these aristocrats seriously, they'll be all the more impressed by you. No, that sounds cheering in stories and in these optimistic editorials in the magazines, but it isn't true. And you don't know how pleasant it is to be in. I've always been, more or less, on the inside and thought outsiders dreadful, but oh, I don't care. I don't care. With you, I'm happy. That's all I know and all I want to know. I've just grown up. I've just learned the greatest wisdom to know when I'm happy. But, Milt, dear, I say this because I love you. Yes, I do love you. No, don't kiss me. This is too, it's far too, public. And I want to talk seriously. You can't have any idea how strong social distinctions are. Don't despise them just because you don't know them. No, I won't. I'll learn. Probably America will get into the war. I'll be an engineering officer. I'll learn this social dope from the college boy officers. And I'll come to Brooklyn with shoulder straps and bells on, and will you be waiting? Oh yes. But, Milt, if the war comes, you must be very careful not to get shot. All right, if you insist. Good Lord, Claire, I don't know what put it into my head, but do you realize that a miracle has happened? We're no longer Ms. Boltwood and a fellow named Daggett. We have been, even when we've liked each other up to today. Always there's been a kind of fence between us. We had to explain and defend ourselves and scrap, but now we're us. And the rest of the world has disappeared, and nothing else matters, said Claire. End of Chapter 33 Chapter 34 of Free Air It was the farewell to Claire and Jeff Soxton, a picnic in the Cascades near Snoqualmie Falls, a decent and decidedly Miltless fiesta. Mrs. Gilson was going to show Claire that they were just as hardy adventurers as that horrid Daggett person. So she didn't take the limousine, but merely the seven-passengered locomobile with the special body. They were ever so rough and wild, they had no maid. The chauffeur was absolutely the only help to the Gilson, Claire, Jeff, and the temporarily and ejaculatorily nature-loving Mrs. Betts in the daring task of setting out two folding camp tables, covering them with a linen cloth, and opening the picnic basket. Claire had to admit that she wished that she could steal the picnic basket from Milt. There were vacuum bottles of hot coffee, there were sandwiches of anchovy and pate de foie gras, there were cream cakes with almonds hidden in the suave cream, and there was a chicken salad with huge chunks of pure white meat wallowing in a sea of mayonnaise. When the gorging was done and the cigarettes brought out, the chauffeur passed a spirit lamp. They stretched on rubber blankets and groaned a little, and spoke well of nature and the delights of roughing it. What is it? What's wrong? They're so oh so polite. They don't mean what they say, and they don't dare to say what they mean. Is that it? Worried, Claire. She started. She discovered that she was looking at a bristle of rope-colored hair and a grin projected from the shelter of a Manzanita bush. For the—she gasped. She was too startled to be able to decide what was for the. She spoke judiciously to Jeff Saxton about Upper Montclair, the subway, and tennis. She rose to examine the mountains, strolled away, darted down a gully, and pounced on Milt bag it with, how, in heaven's name, found out where you all were going. Look, got a bug, rented it. Come on, let's duck. Drive back with me. At the end of the gully was a new teal bug, shinier than the ancient lost chariot, but equally gay and uncomfortable. Can't. Like to, but be awfully rude to them. Won't do that. Not more than is good for their souls, even for you. Now don't be sulky. I won't. Never be sulky again, because you're crazy about me and I don't have to be sulky. Oh, I am, am I. Good heavens, the inconceivable conceit of the child. She turned her back. He darted to her, caught her hands behind her, kissed her hair, and whispered, You are. I am not. Well, then you're not. Lord, you're sweet.  You'd rather go bumping off in my fliver than sailing in that big loco they've got there. Yes, defiantly. I would. And I'm ashamed of myself. I'm a throwback to my horrid ancestor, the betting-hostler. Probably. I'm a throwback to my ancestor, the judge. I'll train you to meet my fine friends.  We talk like children. You reduce me to the rank of a gibbering schoolgirl, and I like it. It's so—oh, I don't know. So darn human, I suppose. Now, hurry.  Listen. Yes. I'll accidentally meet your car along the road. Invite you to ride. All right? Yes, do. Oh, we are two forlorn babes in the woods. Goodbye. She sauntered back to the picnic and observed, What is that purple flower up on the mountainside? The big car was sedately purring back when it was insulted by an intermediate host of a machine that came jumping out of a side road. The vulgar driver hailed them with uncouth howling. The gilsons show first stopped, annoyed. Why, hello, folks. Bald the social bandit. Oh, how do you do? refuted Mrs. Gilson. Jeff Saxton turned a ripe purple. How do you like my new bug, Claire? Off a little object, but I can make fifty miles an hour. Come and try it, Claire, can't you? Why, Claire was obviously shocked by the impropriety of the suggestion. She looked at Mrs. Gilson, who was breathing as though she was just going under the ether. Claire said doubtfully, Well, if you can get me right back to the house. Sure, agreed Milt. When the loco was gone, Milt drove the bug to the side of the road, yanked up the emergency brake, and carefully kissed the girl who was snuggled down into the absurd, low, tin-sided seat. Do we have to get back soon? He begged. Oh, I don't care if we never get back. Let's shoot up into the mountain, side road. Let's pretend we're driving across the continent again. Furs dashing by, rocks in the sunshine, clouds jaunty beyond the inviting mouth of the mountain pass, even the ruts and bumps and culverts. She seemed a part of them all. In the gilsons' huge cars she had been shut off from the road, but in this tiny bug, so close to earth, she recovered the feeling of struggle, of triumph over difficulties, of freedom unbounded. And she could be herself, good or bad, ignorant or wise, with this boy beside her, all of which she expressed in the most eloquent speech she had ever uttered, namely, Oh, Milt, and to herself, golly, it's such a relief not to have to try to be gracious and aphoristic and repartistic and everything with Jeb. But I wonder if I'm aphoristic and subtle. I wonder if when she gets the rice powder off, Claire isn't a lot more like Milt than she thought. And aloud again, Oh, this is— Yep, it sure is, Milt agreed. They had turned from a side road into a side side road. They crossed an upland valley. The fall rains had flooded a creek till it had cut across the road and washed through the thin gravel, left across the road a shallow, violent stream. Milt stopped abruptly at its margin. Here's where we turn back, I guess, he sighed. Oh, no, can't we get across? It's only a couple of feet deep, and gravel-bottom insisted the restored adventurer. Yes, but look at the steep bank, never get up it. I don't care, let's try it. We can woggle around and dig it out somehow. I bet you two bits we can, said the delicate young woman who Mrs. Gilson was protecting. All right, and she goes. The bug went in, shot over the bank, dipped down till the little hood sloped below them as though they were looping the loop, struck the rushing water with a splash which hurled yellow drops over Claire's rose jersey suit, lumbered ahead, struck the farther back, pawed at it feebly, rose two inches, slipped back, and sat there with the gurgling water all around it, turned into a motorboat. No can do, grunted milk. Scared? No, love it. This is a real camp, the brush on the bank and the stream, listen to it chuckle under the running board. Do you like to camp with me? Love it! Say, gee, never thought. Claire, got your transportation back east. My ticket? Yes, why? Well, I'm sure you can turn it in and get a refund, so that's all right. Are you going to let me in on a secret? Oh yes, might as well. I was just wondering. I don't think much of wasting all our youth waiting, two, three years in engineering school and maybe going to war, and starting in on an engineering job and me lonely as a turkey in a chicken yard and you doing the faithful young lady in Brooklyn. I think perhaps we might get married tomorrow.  No, but, dear, can't we be crazy once while we're youngsters? Don't bombard me so, let me think. One must be practical, even in craziness. I am. I have over a thousand dollars from the garage and I can work evenings, as dear Jeff suggested. We'll have a two by four flat. Claire, oh, let me think. I suppose I could go to the university, too, and learn a little bit about food and babies and building houses and government. I need to go to school a lot more than you do. Besides auction and the piano, which I play very badly, and clothes and how to get hold of tickets for successful plays, I don't know one single thing. Will you marry me tomorrow? Well, uh, think of Mrs. Gilson's face when she learns it, and Saxton, and that Mrs. Betts. It was to no spoken sentence but to her kiss that she added, providing we ever get the car out of this river that is. Oh, my dear, my dear, and all the romantic ways I was going to propose. I had the best line about roses and stars and angels and everything. They always used those, but nobody ever proposed to me in a bug and a flood before. Oh, Milt, life is fun. I never knew it till you kidnapped me. If you kiss me again like that, we'll both topple overboard. By the way, can we get the car out? I think so if we put on the chains. We'll have to take off our shoes and stockings. Shiley, turning from him a little, she stripped off her stockings and pumps while he changed from a fliver driver into a young viking.  They swung out on the running board, now awash. With slight squeals, they dropped into the cold stream, dripping, laughing, his clothes clinging to him. He ducked down behind the car to get the jack under the back axle, and with the water gurgling about her and splashing its exhilarating coldness into her face, she stooped beside him to yank the stiff new chains over the rear wheels. They climbed back into the car, joyously raffish as a pair of gypsies. She wiped a dab of mud from her cheek and remarked with an earnestness and a naturalness which that Jeff Saxton, who knew her so well, would never have recognized as hers. Gee, I hope the old bird crawls out now. Milt let in the reverse, raced the engine, started backward with a burst of muddy water churned up by the whirling wheels. They struck the bank, sickeningly hung there for two seconds, began to crawl up, up, with a feeling that at any second they would drop back again. Then instantly they were out on the shore and it was absurd to think that they had ever been boating down there in the stream. They washed each other's muddy faces and laughed a great deal and rubbed their legs with their stockings and resumed something of a dull and civilized aspect, and, singing sentimental ballads, turned back, found another road and started toward a peak. I wonder what lies beyond the top of this climb, said Claire. More mountains and more and more and we're going to keep on climbing them forever.  Yes, providing we can buy gas. Lord, that's so. Speaking of which, did you know that I have a tiny bit of money? It's about five thousand dollars, of my own. But that makes it impossible. Young tramp marrying lady of huge wealth. No, you don't. I've accepted you.  It was so lonely on the boltwoods brown stoop till milk came along and whistled impertinently and made the solemn little girl in frills play marbles and watch out for that term. Heavens! How I have to look after you. Is there class in cooking at your university? No, do not kiss me on a turn. This is the beginning of the story of Milt and Claire Daggett. The prelude over and the curtain risen on the actual play, they face the anxieties and glories of a changing world, not without quarrels and barren hours, not free from ignorance and the discomfort of finding that between the mountain peaks they must for long gray periods dwell in the dusty valleys. They yet start their drama with the distinction of being able to laugh together with the advantage of having discovered that neither Schoenstrom nor Brooklyn Heights is quite all of life, with the cosmic importance to the tedious world of believing in the romance that makes youth unquenchable.


Thank you Like I've just been making like some unhealthy choices Hey guys welcome back to a new vlog So today we are going to the mall and I need to return like the reason why we're going is because I Need to return something that I got for Christmas. That was just the wrong size So this is the fit for today This is from white box and then my crew neck is from H&M and then this is from Arisia And I had to put a two-con today because my hair was so greasy like I'm gonna watch it tomorrow or tonight Not sure, but my hair was so greasy so it's like it's disgusting and it needs to be covered But it's okay because I was so shocked That if it came in my room this morning and told me it was snowing And I was like I thought we were done with the snow like I thought that our last snowfall was like yesterday or two days ago But it's snowing again Like I'm literally so shocked because I had no idea that I was gonna start snowing again. There you go Yeah, literally snowing again. I'm so shocked But I think this will be our last snowfall cuz the temperatures are rising so but anyway So these are the slippers slash shoes that I need to return I love them But I just need to get a different size because they're just like a size eight and I'm usually size seven So we're gonna go and see hopefully they have an exchange And if they don't then I'm just gonna get a gift card or something so that I can get them another time because I still want them It's just an authorize that so I got to do it before the date is like, you know Expired and it's already been like two weeks since Christmas. So we got to go now Okay, so I actually kind of changed my outfit I'm wearing these just like black flurry pants from Princess Polly because my other pants are just like too warm Where adds like we're gonna be in the mall So if you're gonna get too hot because I have like the puffer on And the sweatpants were really hot So I feel like I don't want to get too hot in the mall, you know, like it's cold, but we're going inside. So whatever So cute and so basically the same.  So we got to keep this on the DL, okay? Okay, you have to get the app in order to do this hack And I'm she can expose your house. I'm explaining only only to them like they're not gonna tell anybody This is how you get like an iced latte for three dollars and fifty cents because if I ordered it in a different way Like just as for an iced latte, it would literally be like seven dollars here Like it's so expensive just for like a grande but getting it this way You're kind of just like adding in the steps yourself, and it still ends up being the same exact taste and everything like I swear So I'll show you guys how it looks so I can prove it to you. Okay, so here it is on the app.  Okay, I ordered it Madison's literally going in right now to pick it up and then I'm gonna show you guys Yeah Thank you Yeah, why didn't they stir it? Probably just fell to the bottom because it's caramel. So it's that you know what I mean. Yeah, true Okay, so this is what it looks like It's literally a latte and it tastes exactly like if you ordered like a caramel vanilla latte But it's like literally half the price. So yeah, there's my little hacky hack and she got sweet cream Cool foam on hers. It's snowing so much. I honestly love the snow like it's so cute. It's so cute Okay, so we just got back from the demo and it is dumping snow and I wanted to get to my car fast because I didn't I don't have like a car scraper in here. So it's like I Don't come back and then my car be completely like Snowed and then it's like what the scrape it off with like a car or something It's like we gotta get to the car before that happens. Anyways, I ended up exchanging them They had kind of like what I wanted to show you guys when I get home what I got But yeah, we were kind of just in and out. I didn't really want to take like a long time But anyways, my car is just defrosting the flakes are so big So now we're just trying to find out what to eat because we were gonna eat in the mall food court Like it's 245 and I haven't eaten anything today But the coffee told me over so it's fine But you were gonna have something in the food court, but then we got in there It was so busy like it was like disgustingly like busy like it was kind of gross There were so many people in the food court that I was just like, okay We don't want to eat in here. So We're just trying to find a place now that we can like pick something up and just like go home so Yeah, I don't know what we're gonna do trying to find a good place I'm just trying to take in the snow before it goes away Because I know that it's not gonna snow all year after this. This is definitely like the last snowfall that's gonna happen So right now me and Madison wanted to do like a big grocery shop because we have just been kind of eating unhealthy Like I haven't been eating like too unhealthy like it hasn't been like really bad Like I've been having my healthy smoothie every morning. So that makes me feel a lot better But we just have like I've just been making like some unhealthy choices and like that's fine everything a moderation But we just want to kind of go To like the big grocery store and do a huge haul of the just like Healthier snacks healthier things that we can have in the house so that it's like we can it'll help us make better choices because Madison last night had like what's it called? acid reflux like indigestion indigestion or acid reflux or something really painful and I woke her up and It may be because she's been eating like shit like we don't know But it was just like that's her sign to start eating healthy So we're gonna try and do this together because I woke up at 3 30 in the morning with excruciating stomach pain Mm-hmm, and she said that the inner walls of her stomach felt like they were burning like So Yeah, we're gonna go do a huge massive grocery Grocery all actually I'll try and give you guys like a haul when we get back just so I can give you guys an overview But I just have a couple things like frozen fruit. I need to get more of because I want to keep up my smoothies and Yeah, we decided that we want to go thrifting before because like the thrifting store and the big grocery store is kind of like near each other So we're gonna do a little drifting. I am only gonna buy something if I like really like it because one of my New Year's resolutions is to stop spending money on clothing because I do get a good amount of clothing sent to me already So it's like me buying clothing on top of that is kind of pointless if I don't need anything But thrifting is kind of a different story. So I'm not like we're just gonna go in there quickly and see if they have anything good But yeah, that is the plan for today. It's such an icky day outside like it is just Raining and it's just like not a nice day yesterday was sunny But I couldn't even enjoy it because like I was gonna vlog yesterday But I just had really like you guys know I really bad period craps And it was just horrible day for that yesterday like I was out the whole day. I was dying So today we're feeling a little better. I mean my stomach is kind of still hurting, but like I'm fine It's like manageable. I did book an appointment with a natural path for tomorrow. So I'm really excited for that It's quite pricey, but I hope it's worth it because I've tried a lot of things already nothing's been working anyways we're gonna go thrifting and Yeah, oh you guys know Get anything good This is my fit for the day. I'm just wearing this white fox set. This is like literally my favorite set I'm just like I'm obsessed with the colors and everything Let's go. I always make sure to look at the purse section because this purse is actually from here And you know, you never know. I mean most likely there's not gonna be anything good because it's just like Rare, but Madison did find this one here. So now I always make sure to look at the purse section because I never used to do that So yeah, but you really have to like look because it's kind of hard to like spot out good ones But as long as you like dig through them, okay, you may find something, but I'm obsessed with shoulder bags right now, so Another tip is to look like in the cookware and like the trinket section because they actually could have some really nice dishes and stuff like those Green ones are brand new and they're so nice Like if you guys are moving out or something and just want to find like cheap alternatives Then they actually have a lot of stuff. You just got to like wash it really well, but you know what? Look, there's like so much much stuff like I honestly would Come here if I was like on budget Because it's very good prices and you can probably find some really good things you guys.  It's been a rough day This is so funny. Like look at how big that is. That's huge. I cannot be more excited right now I've been trying to find the dairy food Borson because I love Borson for so long now And they finally have it here because this is like a huge grocery store So I decided I would check and I am literally so excited about this I'll tell you guys know how it is. I'm literally in love with this aisle It's all like the organic stuff in this section and like I could literally buy everything Because you already know Everything looks so good definitely expensive, but I Just want to I just want to try everything It's hard to resist. Okay, this is a basket right now Our car or whatever and we bought so many bananas and they're not even ripe But we're just gonna let them right now on the counter and then what I like to do It's I like to cut them and then freeze them so that I can put them in my smoothies and Or like make banana ice cream because it's like I love making banana ice cream Basically, you just take frozen bananas and we have this machine that turns it into ice cream like I'm not even kidding I'll show you guys next time I make it But yeah, we literally use frozen bananas a lot so buying them in bulk and then cutting and freezing them It's like the best thing to do So that's why we have so many bananas, but this is the card so far Little overview on what we got so a bunch of frozen fruit for our smoothies in the morning that's all that's on the story and We got some Cambucha cans just to have in the house because Everybody likes a good Cambucha and these ones come in a package. So they're not as expensive and we're just probably gonna keep them in the bar fridge downstairs and Put up some smoothies, this is the one that we buy traditional medicinal and These chickpeas I've never tried the dill flavor, but we also bought the barbeque flavor these chickpeas are literally so good it's such a good healthy snack Alternative and Madison knows what they had dill so we decided to try it and they run so we got four of these because they go really fast and I also got these black seeds to put in my smoothies in the morning and Got some ginger to eat from Madison's stomach These are actually really good and healthy. It's got some of those. These are actually really good as well and they're healthy We also got these they're plant-based cheddar jalapeno. They look so good. Never tried these once before I'm so excited. We just got some cotton pads because we needed some and some kettle dill pick-up chips and And spinach and yes Pretty much what we ought to invent it for bananas. Guys, I just tried the dairy-free borson and it literally tastes exactly like the real borson Like I'm actually shocked right now I'm so shocked even like the texture of it is the exact same Usually when you have dairy-free cheeses the texture is a little like weird But this is literally the texture of the normal borson like I'm shocked if you guys don't like dairy If you don't eat dairy go buy this like this is so good. I'm obsessed Okay, I realized I completely forgot to show you guys the Uggs slippers that I exchanged. I got black Because I figured they didn't have the same color blue unfortunately, so I Got black and I got a size 7 and they fit me perfectly and they're so cute I don't know if I'm gonna wear them out of the house I mean maybe like one summer day if I'm like going to the gym and I just need shoes to slide on like that I feel like I'll use them for that like in that scenario and use them outside But I feel like I'm just gonna use them Indoors for now and then until I bring them out We'll see. I don't know but they are so cute and I'm in love with them Looking for that like I'm obsessed. They're so adorable and I Would so wear these out of the house like if it wasn't for them getting dirty. I would so do it But they are black which means That it's fine if I wear them out of the house because if they do get dirty Then it's not even that big of a deal I just won't wear them on like rainy days But I'll wear it on a day like that. I'm wearing just like a chill outfit and I just want like Chill shoes to wear with it, you know, so yeah, thank you Joel So I got an Amazon package in the mail and I'm pretty sure that it's the next book that I ordered because my new year's resolution like one of them was to read a book every single month and So I need to get on it. It's already like like Almost halfway into the month, so I need to read this book But I'm sure it's not gonna be hard to read it because this is apparently a really good book so it's called ugly love by calling Hoover and Literally I ordered it within two days. It was at my house and apparently this is so good This is the same author that from the last book that I read that's called it ends with us And so I'm so excited because she's an amazing author The last book that I read was so addicting like I just couldn't stop thinking about the book afterwards like it's one of those things where it's like You can't stop thinking about About about it. Like it's just so good. So I'm so excited to read this one. I have no idea what it's about I don't really want to read the back just because I wanted to be like a surprise Julia explained it to me because she read it and she explained me to me what it was about But I literally completely forgot because she explained it a while ago and yeah I'm so excited if you guys want to read this book with me this month Go and get it and we can read it together because apparently it's like the literal best book So I'm so excited and I'm so close to like getting into reading and grow like a book collection Okay, so I actually got a second package in the mail. Sorry You guys are bouncing on the box right now because I just opened it But summer Fridays sent me some products. I'm so excited. So thank you so much Summer Fridays for sending me these products like this is a dream come true I was listening to them because they were a guest on this podcast called pretty basic and they were just kind of talking about their brand their two female Co-founders of the brand and just like the way they built it and stuff is so inspiring always heard that their Jet leg mask is really really good So I reached out to them and they were kind enough to gift me some products But they sent me their CC me serum their super amino gel cleanser and their jet light mask And I'm so excited to try these I will I think I'm gonna do at least a jet jet lad mask tonight I'll let you guys know how it is But I know that they're like ingredients are super super good and I'm just so excited and the packaging is so Freaking cute like look I'll show you guys also the box is really cute. It's just like simplistic the colors theme It's literally everything I wanted my life like if this is so freaking cute I'm obsessed. I will let you guys know how they are, but I'm sure they're gonna be amazing Just realized filming those clips in the background. I literally had a stack of laundry I'm actually gonna do my laundry right now because It's got to be done as you can see it's been as overflow. So we're I think so just be one load of lights I'm just gonna do that quickly. I've been really wanting to get back into Jimming but unfortunately all of the gyms are shut down I don't even know for how long But I just hope that they reopen again because honestly my opinion gyms should be 100% essential It's for your health like gyms are so good for people's mental health their physical health and I just want to go to the gym So bad. I just really want to like work out and stuff at the gym. It's just such a good nice environment That's my ECA and I don't really like have like a workout of women at home I know I can do like at-home workouts, but they just don't hit the same You know what I mean? They just really don't hit the same bring back the jet I'm also about to get my room just like a quick tidy It's not really that messy like there's really nothing on the floor here It's just kind of like a couple of random things that are shoved around I'm just gonna give my room a quick cleanup because if I leave it And I already know that this is just gonna get worse and worse and worse as the week goes on So we have to nip it in the butt right away do ten minutes of cleaning and this will literally all be cleaned And then one load of laundry and should be Gucci Okay guys, so realize I never end of this video So I'm ending it right now because I honestly hate doing videos without our trails because I just feel like I need to say bye Like I just miss you guys like I need to say bye anyways, so I Planning on starting to read the book tonight, so I'll update you on how it is Secondly I will update you on how I like the summer Friday products because I just want to use it for like at least a week and then do a little review for you guys, so I will let you guys know and update you guys and My room is clean. I cleaned it. It's nice and fresh.  But yeah, anyway, so I will see you guys my next one Thank you so much for watching. I love you guys so much and yeah, so you guys my next video Thank you so much for watching Peace out


Alright, so the Course says that we are saviors of the world and that's our only function. And so in order to be saviors of the world, we have to have peace. And once we have that peace, we, by example, the world will be saved. Is that how that works or is there things that we need to do and form that we need to consider? Or is it just, is that the ultimate goal? Is it just peace or is there something beyond peace? That is the ultimate goal, peace of mind. And the world is saved by peace and peace of mind. It's not saved by world peace thinking that the bodies will look a certain way. The guns will all drop and the bombs will all stop and having some kind of form in mind. But peace of mind is the goal. And you could say that that is salvation. So when we say that our function is to be the saviors of the world, it's not talking about that there's a personal savior. Just like sometimes Christians will like to talk about Jesus Christ. Is Jesus Christ your Lord and personal savior? Somehow that if you profess in words Jesus Christ is my Lord and savior and everything, then you're saved. Unlike the rest of the other ones who don't profess that and they're damned. You're saved because you said the words. They're damned because they didn't say the words. Now it goes a lot deeper than that. It's how it's being in accord with the Holy Spirit.  Are there any things to do? Well, Jesus says what you do comes from what you think. So as long as you have a split mind, we'll say, where you're listening to two voices and you're listening to two thought systems, you know you're going to have a conflicted mind and it will seem that you will have erratic behavior by most accounts as well because what you do comes from what you think. And if you're not sure, if you're trying to follow two masters in mind, right mind and wrong mind, you know, it's Holy Spirit and ego, until you resolve the conflict in the mind, what shall I do is really a very much of a form question and as long as you believe you're a body, the Holy Spirit will reach your mind where you believe you are. You can get some very specific instructions as far as like that thing in the workbook. What would you have me do? What would you have me say? Where would you have me go? It's very, very specific. The prayer is really, you know, instruct me. I believe I'm a body, so instruct me. The deeper you go with the mind training, you start to realize that the course is really getting you clear about your motivation. It's getting you clear about your intentions. And most of all, it's showing you that you have to be super clear in your mind on your purpose because the ego has one purpose for the world and the Holy Spirit has another purpose for the world and never the twain shall meet. You know, perfect love casts out fear, but it doesn't say you'll put fear and love in a blender and you're going to make a fear love milkshake and, you know, just take a drink and mix them together. It's like oil and water. You can put oil and water in a blender. You can grab that thing as much as you want, but the oil and the water are going to separate. They just don't have any meaning point. And love and fear are the same way. So practically speaking, as you go through the mind training, you're really asking what is this for? What is this for? You start to get glimmers that it's not so important what the body is doing, but it is super important what the motive is, what the intention, what the purpose is. All right, well, I got the impression that until the whole world is saved, we will always see ourselves as bodies and we'll get sick and we'll age and we'll die. And that is our function to awaken the whole, so that eventually everyone awakened and then we can all become spirits. So is that how it works? Yeah, as long as you serve two masters, as long as the mind is split, then it perceives a distorted world. It perceives a fragmented world. It will perceive birth and death. It will perceive sickness and health. It will perceive all the dualities of the world because the split in the mind is pushed out of awareness. It's dissociated from awareness. But that split in the mind will always exist until the whole world is saved. So like, for example, in your case, even at your advanced stage, that split in the mind will always be there. So you can never get rid, it'll never go away. Well, no, it's inevitable that the split will go away because the miracle is the correction and you might say the atonement, which is really the goal of the Teacher of God, the sole responsibility of the Teacher of God, the sole responsibility of the miracle worker is to accept the atonement for himself. So in accepting this correction in the mind, you see the world differently. And so this inevitability of a split world is not an inevitability at all. It's actually, it has to go away. It just seems to be a matter of time how long it takes to accept that correction. But oh, the ego's days are numbered because the correction's already occurred. The Holy Spirit already offered that correction and all it's really a matter of now is accepting that correction. And when the mind has accepted that correction, it doesn't see the same world. It doesn't see the same world that it seemed to see before. It's the perception has been corrected. Now, that takes a lot of mind training, but it doesn't have anything to do with the age of the body. It doesn't matter whether the body seems to be still here or not. You might say that the mind training is coming about so that you can perceive the world as whole, see the world as completely unified, and then the world will disappear. There is one part in the Manual for Teachers where Jesus says, there are those that have laid the body aside in order to increase their helpfulness. And to the ego, that's like, why would you lay the body aside to increase the helpfulness? How could that even be? How could that be more helpful to lay it aside? Don't you think ego thinks it could be... I think of a lot of ways a body could be more helpful while it's still animated and active. But that's just pointing that this whole world is backwards and upside down, and then your task is really to sink into a deep stillness, join with the Holy Spirit and just watch the world and see the world with the Holy Spirit. That's the whole value of everything that you do. In fact, the Course is actually saying that's the only thing you need to put effort into. But how is that saving the world? How does that make you a savior of the world?  The mind that's asleep and dreaming is perceiving a split world, a world of duality is sick. It needs saving or healing. When we say that your function is to be the savior of the world does not mean that personally that you'll ever be the savior of the world because personally is the problem. Seeing the world in terms of personalities is the problem. The ego peopled the world. It's made up its whole world. So actually how is it saved? It's like it's saved through a saved perception of the world, a healed perception of the world, a corrected perception. And like I was saying, every bit of seeming effort, every bit of attention, as soon as you can have the slightest inkling that the only problem there is is a perceptual problem, seeing a fragmented world, then you will suddenly, if you really see that, you will put all your effort into healing the mind and having a healed perception of the world. You wouldn't put any effort into trying to solve the problems of the world.  You start to see that those aren't really the problem so you're not going to invest any time in trying to... Well, I was thinking the savior of the world is being like letting other people see that they need to be healed, their mind, that they need to come to peace. Like so you're like a vehicle for sharing that, that light with everybody else. If you get deep enough, you start to realize that the problem was seeing that there was people. This people, that people, other people, that's the problem. So then why do you go to different places to speak to people? It's only what's given. It's only what's given. Like, I have no control over that. I mean, it's like it's called a special function, but it's totally given.  Like, well, why would you even travel to different countries if there's no people? What's the point of traveling? That's kind of a waste of time. If there's not people, why would you even travel? Well, it's the way miracles work.  You don't have a life anymore. You don't have a say, you don't have a choice.  It's like, you're going to Argentina. I don't want to go to Argentina, but you're going to Argentina. You know, there's not that kind of interplay of like a you that's saying, I don't want to. You know, like typically children do with parents. I don't want to eat those lima beans. Eat the lima beans. It's more just, it's totally given, but it's not for helping people. It's all for purification of the mind. It's all for teaching, extending, teaching what you would learn. It's a conversion of the mind, nothing to do with time and space. It's not a reason for it. Actually, if you would have interviewed David back in those days and you would have said, you know, would you like to travel the world and go to all these countries and go through all these body searches and hundreds of luggage racks and all the different things, David had no interest in that. David has a purpose of guiding you in that way. Yeah, just to heal the mind. That's all it's about. It's not really trying to reach people, reach the lost souls or convert the ones that are misled or, you know, save the lost or whatever. If you believe there's anyone who's lost, you have to bring it back and start to realize that the mind that thinks it's here in this world, the mind that's identified with personality and individuality, that mind is lost and that mind needs a conversion to be... So when you say the mind, that's your mind or is that the whole world's mind? The mind. The mind is... Not your mind or my mind. The universal mind. Healing the universal mind. So it's a great... I can't tell you how wonderful it is to give your life over to accepting the correction or to letting yourself be the savior of the world. Not in a personal sense. Not that, you know, I do have friends I have a friend in St. Louis who prayed, worked with the Course for years, prayed, okay, I'm going to give everything I'm over. I'm going to give my house, my life and everything over. He was terrified that he would have to put on a robe and go stand out on the street corner preaching. But he never was called to go stand on the street corner and preach but he was terrified that if I give it all over oh my God, what's going to happen? But I just see that it's all about following the guidance, the prompts and you experience the peace. You experience the happiness and joy. That's the reward. You know that it actually is working by how you feel and that's your, that's like your barometer, that's your gauge. It's pretty radical when you think to just let yourself be used for the healing of all perception and that you shall know that you are experiencing it by how you feel. It's pretty radical.