Democratic Sentinel, Volume 17, Number 12, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 7 April 1893 — Unconquerable Feelings. [ARTICLE]

Unconquerable Feelings.

“The term ‘unconquerable feeling, r taken literally, is still an actual fact,”" said Ives Armford to a Globe Democrat reporter in the Lindell. “There are times when feeling is the master, and strive as one may, it still holds, dictatesand drives in a manner that is strangely supreme. Its dictation is inexorable, even in things most trivial; in thingsthat it would seem a duty and a pleasure to do. I want to tell of one specific instance where feeling barred temporarily. One night, somewhat over a year ago, I decided to renovate my trunks, I get am unconquerable desire to renovate my trunks about once every six months, and nothing will do but that I must pile everything out, sort, cast aside, burn and repack. On this night I began by laying everything out and then slowly to unfold hits of paper, letters, manuscripts, etc., seemingly without end. I only began at midnight, and I was not done by 3 o’clock in the early morning. I picked up a letter from the disordered heap—a worn, faded sheet that I first thought to destroy. However, I opened it * and took one glance. Then I dropped it. If ever I wanted to read anything in the world I wanted to read that letter, and yet I couldn’t. After spending minutes in painful recollection I laid it, unread, into the trunk again. You wonder, no doubt, how a letter could bar my desire. It was from my dead mother, written to me months before, when at school, and it seemed like a voice from out the great unknown.”