WITH MY LITTLE HATCHET
Professor Rogers again showed the same fearlessness in his address to the Liberal Club, that he has evinced in so many of his-public appearances.
Frankly, Professor Rogers prefers the active man, the man in the vanguard, who drops shibboleths for living principles: the one who in other words, if not better, is at least different. Liberalism, being essentially a sort of seeking the golden megs, is not calculated to inspire a young man sufficiently to bring out in him that highest of all qualities which Professor Rogers' insight has discovered and his eloquence has set forth.
Hitherto Professor Rogers has been wont to fortify his thesis by evoking the sanction of tradition. But if in his latest pronunciamento he is parting company with the peripatetic, probably he is just showing his usual contempt for pedestrianism.