It is very interesting to learn that there is a Handbooker Club in Newcastle-on-Tye, and that its members meet on Sunday evenings to discuss the matter furnished by those columns. The secretary of the club invites me to an expression of my views on Egoism and Altruism, mainly, as I gather, in the hope that I might assist the members in combating the views of Mr. Malfew Seklew, editor of the Truthseeker, of Bradford. I have very little space at my disposal at this moment, but the club secretary sends me two copies of the journal in question, and enables me to form some judgement of Mr. Seklew’s value as an intellectual guide. I learn from a glance at page 5 of No. 6 of the Truthseeker, over Mr. Seklew’s signature, that so long as a dog on the wheel of progress buries its head in the shifting sands of sentiment, it will remain insipid and insane, instead of being a soldier foremost in the ranks of freedom. I am informed that the members of the Handbooker Club are all young men, and I would very earnestly council them to notice that this kind of confusion is never encountered in the writing of any person who has ever begun to study the art of thinking. There is nothing which betrays the muddle-headed more fatally than the jumble of incongruous [things]. A writer who thinks he whilst his mental images are involved in that kind of chaos is no guide for anybody.