The Road to Dumbiedykes 



tastes, similar aspirations, since you 

 were both started on your journey, and 

 the joys of a congenial companionship 

 that only needed contact for fruition 

 are not long in springing into flower. 

 It is as if you had always walked to- 

 gether. The only trouble is that in a 

 lifetime you do not meet many of those 

 with whom close friendship would be 

 possible. There is such a labyrinth 

 of highways and byways to be trav- 

 ersed that it seems commonly an 

 accident if a real friend happens actu- 

 ally to cross over into your own life- 

 line and closely parallels your course. 

 Fortunate indeed are those thus thrown 

 together by the fates charged with the 

 handling of our great affairs. 



There is of course a great difference 

 in people in respect to this matter. 

 Some are quite satisfied with the froth 

 of commonplace acquaintanceship. If 

 the veneer of the merely conventional 

 happens to match their own they may 

 live content in a world that seems to 



