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The Characters HELEN, an ancient Jfcdy with modern ideas. MENELAOS, her husband while she stayed at home. HERMIONE. her daughter and severest critic. ORESTES, her nephew—young enough to be a reformer; old enough to have ambitions. ETEONEUS, gate-keeper by calling: philosopher by instinct; moralist by observation. , ' * AXJRASTE, handmaiden and friend to Helen; scandal to most everybody else. CHARITAS. the lady next door. DAMASTOR, a boy who strayed from the family doorstep. "We shan’t quarrel over your opinion, Orestes,” said Helen. “It ife essentially my own opinion. Where I have been, disaster has al\yays followed. If it had not been for me, your father would not have offered up his own child, my sister would not have slain her husband, you would not have killed your mother, nor Pyrrhus —and you wouldn’t have married Hermione.” "Oh, I should have married Hermione anyway! That’s not a catastrophe, and you are in no way responsible for it. I married Hermione because I love her.” “That is usually thought to be a gpod reason,” said Helen. “I dare say your union was foreordained—you would have married her/no matter how admirable her mother was.” “Yes—no! I mean, when you love as Hermione and I do, you can not help yourself.” “You never met Paris, did you? Os course not. He felt the same way about it.” “And you didn’t agree witth him, I suppose?” “Yes, I did.” “Then'you’ve changed your mind since?” “No, I still believe it. That’s why I’m glad to know it was love that drove you into matrimony. I was afraid it might have been Hermione. She made no secret of her intention to have you.” “You imply that she forced me to marry her.” "Didn’t she? I thought you said you couldn’t help it? Was it her charm or yours that overwhelmed you?” "Oh—in that sense.” “Os course, I’m unfair,” Helen went on. “It was your charm that compelled her.” “I don’t pretend to any charm,” said Orestes.

“Well,* whatever it was,\ Paris found the same thing in md, and I found it in him. Isn’t it strange how love becomes our will! We couldn’t have done otherwise.” “Oh, I beg your pardon? Such a theory would make your passion for that Trojan rascal as sacred as any other love!” “I didn’t mention any theory,” said Helen. '“I was citing a fact. Why did you call Paris a rascal? You didn’t know him. Our love was decidedly like any other love; it seemed to us sacred. “If you prefer, I’ll cite a parallel from Menelaos. When he married me he too said he couldn’t have done otherwise. Now he thinks he could, and he wishes he had. But at the time he was right.” “If you could not have done otherwise,” said Orestes, “you are logically not to blame for the miseries that followed. It’s an ingenious point of view, but I don’t think it will hold. Who is responsible, for it all?” “I’ve often wondered,” said Helen, “but I still don’t know. I could make an argument to show it was Menelaos’ fault, but I have learned to accept a thing once done, as done; we must take the consequences, but there’s no sense in debating it as though it were still do do, and I am disinclined to pass judgment on the doer.” “That’s a most upsetting doctrine! That would leave all wrongdoers unpunished!” I^llf 77 Never —unless you feel there is nothing ethical in life itself. I still like to Believe you can find out whether an action is right or wrong by doing it—that a right action has better results.” “Os course, in general,” said Orestes. “But in the practical world, in society, you’ve got to distinguish between criminals and others.” “I’d like to,” said, Helen, “but I doubt if anyone can—that is, not until you have a long time to watch the result of tfceir lives. Take yourself, fpr example; I don’t know whether you are a murderer or an unusually dutiful son.” “I tried to da my duty,” said Orestes, “but what I did makes me fiendishly unhappy.” •“Exactly,” said Helen. “You are probably something tof both I meant to say, your, deeds were both

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bad and good. You acted from the highest motives you had, but maybe they weren’t high enough. “Your morals are beyond criticism, but perhaps your information was inadequate. I notice that most people feel they may safely act when they know they are right. “It strikes me, after a few experiments, that when we are sure we are right we had better be careful. We’ve probably overlooked something. You think I did wrong in going to Troy, though you understand, I’m grateful to know, that I couldn’t have doiie otherwise. , “But I dare say you think Menelaos was compelled to bring on a great war, destroy a city, take hundreds to their death, all because his wife ran away. You think I’m to blame. Well, I don’t see it. I think it was pride and a lack of imagination. ’ He, not I, caused all those deaths, though he acted with a clear conscience and is rather satisfied with himself, and I knew I was doing a tragic thing, though I couldn't help it. “Which of us is really responsible for the suffering that followed? I think a decent man could lose his wife without bringing on a war.” “Don’t you think a wife should be punished for deserting her husband?” ' “It depends upon the wife and the husband,” said Helen. “I should have to know the special case you refer to.” “I ,was thinking of you," said Orestes. “Perhaps I should be punished—perhaps lam punished, but nc by Menelaos. He got his frienc, to destroy Troy and let themselves be killed, but here he and I are back again. I know he feels he accomplished something, and I think it best not to ask him what.” “Why not?” “For the same reason that I should not ask you what you accomplished when you punished your mother, or what she accomplished when she killed your father. “It’s kind to ask people only their intentions;' if we saw the true meaning of what we have done, perhaps we couldn’t survive.” “You confuse me terribly you can’t know how terribly!” “Yes, I can,” said Helen. "I did it deliberately./ You came here thinking me a bad woman, and yourself something of a martyr to duty. You were right about yourself; you are a martyr to what you thought was your duty. So was your mother. “But after what I have said, yoir are not so sure. You probably continue to think me bad, but you see' that it might nit Be so easy to prove, if we came to Jn argument about it.

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About my own conduct, Orestes, I have long been confused. “But I won’t hang my head over anything I’ve done. I’ll take what retribution life has for me; if it has none, I’ll be thankful that what I did isn’t so bad as I feared.” “That’s a terribly dangerous doctrine,” said Orestes. “I’m not trying to convert you to it,” said Helen. “I merely wanted to explain myself, and perhaps to comfort you a little. Some of the wrong we do is crime, and some error; our mistakes ought to be less tragic than our sins, but it often turns out the other way. “You, I think, have made some terrible mistakes, but that'won’t interfere with our friendship. Os course, I do hope you won’t repeat them.” “What you say sounds kind and I’m grateful for it, but it still seems immoral,” said Orestes. " “Perhaps it is,” said Helen. “It’s the best I can do. At any rate, there are no hard feelings between us? But tell me, do you think you and Hermione can get along, aftei*

all this excitement has died down?” “Os course we can—the excitement, as you call it, has been no aid to our love.” “Oh, don’t you think so?” said Helen. “Hermione help you. You’ve got to keep on needing help.” “I think you misunderstand our relations,” said Orestes. “We are born companions. I was glad to marry her.” “Poor boy, was that all?” “I mean, I hoped we could marry soon, but I saw no prospect of giving her the home she deserves—they won’t let me go back to my father’s estate. After that ghastly quarrel with Pyrrhus, I realized at once that Hermione would Be-com-promised in the scandal if sne were not my wife. “In fact,\it was her usual good sense that saNv the point first, but as soon as she urged it, I knew she was right, and I was glad for her sake to marry without delay—though, of course, it wasn’t the moment you’d choose for a wedding.” * , w - ■ . *!, V X * zrJSL \

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“She’s very much like Clytemnestra,” said Helen. “Yuo don’t know how I hate to hear you say that!” said Orestes. “I beg your pardon!” said Helen. “It was worse than tactless.” “The trouble is,” said Orestes, “I’ve noticed the resemblance myself, and at a most unfortunate moment. When I struck Pyrrhus down she was glad. I never saw such a look on another face—but one. It has haunted me v to so painful a degree that I wonder whether my mind has not been ruined by what I’ve gone through. “And I can’t talk to Hermione about it, because it concems\her, and besides, she wouldn’t entirely understand; she doesn't seem to have any misgivings about what she does. “You’re the one person to whom I’ve spoken, and when Fcame I had no. idea of confiding such a thing to you.” “I am glad you did, Orestes—proud to have your confidence. If it is a sign of a ruined mind to seel a lesembDuy* to Clytemnestra in.

Hermione. my mind lias been ruined for a long time. She has hes aunt r postive feeling on any subject she notices at all; there’s no light and shade to Hermione. "1 can think* of her as marrying a man or murdering him, but nothing in between. You are right in thinking sfie is like your mother. I nev.v could see that she resembled me.” “Not in the slightest!” said Orestes. “She does resemble her father in some ways,” Helen went, on, “and I hope you will do what you can to bring those two together .again. Menelaos is devoted to her. Since you have won her, you can afford to be generous and reeoncHe them.” “I shall want to do whatever Is right,” said Orestes, ‘But I must say the things Menelaos chose to slander me with je not easy to forget. I don’t see at the moment what I can do. “If Menelaos i? In the wrog ( he ought to make the first advances. I certainly can’t apologize for the unpleasant remarks he made at my expense.” v 'M. • .

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“Perhaps the.situation is impossible,” said Helen. ‘Forgive me for mentioning it. But ybu may be able to approach Menelaos—or Hermione, whichever you think best— Und effect an understanding. If you can’t do it, nobody can. I have faith in your wisdom. “It is difficult, as you say. but of course I’ll do my best,” said Orestea. v (To be continued) Copyright. 1925. bv the Bobbi-Merrll) Cj, The average midday meal of Henry IV of France consisted of four kinds of soup, four entrees, a course of boiled meat, a ten-pound Joint of beef a side of mutton, a capoh and three other kinds of fowl. Vegetables never were served. •

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