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Chapter XLVII. The Way Of The Beaten: A Harp In The Wind

           Chicago,NewYork;Drouet,Hurstwood;theworldoffashionandtheworldofstage—thesewerebutincidents.Notthem,butthatwhichtheyrepresented,shelongedfor.Timeprovedtherepresentationfalse.

           Oh,thetangleofhumanlife!Howdimlyasyetwesee.HerewasCarrie,inthebeginningpoor,unsophisticated,emotional;respondingwithdesiretoeverythingmostlovelyinlife,yetfindingherselfturnedasbyawall.Lawstosay:“Beallured,ifyouwill,byeverythinglovely,butdrawnotnighunlessbyrighteousness.”Conventiontosay:“Youshallnotbetteryoursituationsavebyhonestlabour.”Ifhonestlabourbeunremunerativeanddifficulttoendure;ifitbethelong,longroadwhichneverreachesbeauty,butweariesthefeetandtheheart;ifthedragtofollowbeautybesuchthatoneabandonstheadmiredway,takingratherthedespisedpathleadingtoherdreamsquickly,whoshallcastthefirststone?Notevil,butlongingforthatwhichisbetter,moreoftendirectsthestepsoftheerring.Notevil,butgoodnessmoreoftenalluresthefeelingmindunusedtoreason.

           AmidthetinselandshineofherstatewalkedCarrie,unhappy.AswhenDrouettookher,shehadthought:“NowIamliftedintothatwhichisbest”;aswhenHurstwoodseeminglyofferedherthebetterway:“NowamIhappy.”Butsincetheworldgoesitswaypastallwhowillnotpartakeofitsfolly,shenowfoundherselfalone.Herpursewasopentohimwhoseneedwasgreatest.InherwalksonBroadway,shenolongerthoughtoftheeleganceofthecreatureswhopassedher.

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