"Then you don't believe in altruism?" I asked.
He received the word as if it had a familiar ring, though he pondered it thoughtfully. "Let me see, it means something about coYacuteperation, doesn't it?"
"Well, in a way there has come to be a sort of connection," answered, unsurprised by this time at such gaps in his vocabulary, which, like his knowledge, was the acquirement of a self-read, self-educated man, whom no one had directed in his studies, and who had thought much and talked little or not at all. "An altruistic act is an act performed for the welfare of others. It is unselfish, as opposed to an act performed for self, which is selfish."
He nodded his head. "Oh, yes, I remember it now. I ran across it in Spencer."
"Spencer!" I cried. "Have you read him?"
"Not very much," was his confession. "I understood quite a good deal of `First Principles,' but his `Biology' took the wind out of my sails, and his `Psychology' left me butting around in the doldrums for many a day. I honestly could not understand what he was driving at. I put it down to mental deficiency on my part, but since then I have decided that it was for want of preparation. I had no proper basis. Only Spencer and myself know how hard I hammered. But I did get something out of his `Data of Ethics.' There's where I ran across `altruism,' and I remember now how it was used."
I wondered what this man could have got from such a work. Spencer I remembered enough to know that altruism was imperative to his ideal of highest conduct. Wolf Larsen, evidently, had sifted the great philosopher's teachings, rejecting and selecting according to his needs and desires.
"What else did you run across?" I asked.
