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"I lack only one of having a hundred," said a student after an examination; “I have the two naughts.' And all he did lack was a one, rightly placed. The world is full of opportunities. Disdernment to perceive, courage to undertake, patience to carry through, will change the whole aspect of the universe for us and bring positive achievement out of meaningless negation.
7ITH doubt and dismay you are smitten
You think there's no chance for you, son?
The best score hasn't been made yet,
No chance? Why the world is just eager
No chance-why there's nothing but chance!
For the best verse hasn't been rhymed yet,
For the Best jobs haven't been started,
From "A Banjo at Armageddon,"
George H. Doran Co., Publishers.
Said an Irishman who had several times been kicked downstairs: "I begin to think they don't want me around here." So it is with our sorrows, our struggles. Life decrees that they belong to us individually. If we try to make others share them, we are shunned. But struggling and weary humanity is glad enough te share our joys.
LAUGH, and the world laughs with you;
Weep, and you weep alone;
For the sad old earth
Must borrow its mirth,
It has trouble enough of its own.
Sing, and the hills will answer;
To a joyful sound,
But shrink from voicing care.
Rejoice, and men will seek you;
But they do not want your woe.
Be glad, and your friends are many;
There are none to decline
Your nectared wine,
But alone you must drink life's gall.
Feast, and your halls are crowded;
And it helps you live,
But it cannot help you die.
There is room in the halls of pleasure
But one by one
We must all file on
Through the narrow aisles of pain.
from "How Salvator Won,"
W. B. Conkey Co., Chicago, Ill.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox.
"An artist's career," said Whistler, "always begins to-morrow." So does the career of any man of courage and imagination. The Eden of such a man does not lie in yesterday. If he has done well, he forgets his achievements and dreams of the big deeds ahead. If he has been thwarted, he forgets his failures and looks forward to vast, sure successes. If fate itself opposes him, he defies it. Farragut's fleet was forcing an entrance into Mobile Bay. One of the vessels struck something, a terrific explosion followed, the vessel went down. "Torpedoes, sir." They scanned the face of the commander-in-chief. But Farragut did not hesi→ tate. “Damn the torpedoes," said he. “Go ahead.”
HAVE hoped, I have planned, I have striven,
To the will I have added the deed;
The best that was in me I've given,
I have prayed, but the gods would not heed.
I have dared and reached only disaster,
I am bruised by a pitiless master
That the weak and the timid call Chance.
I am old, I am bent, I am cheated
Permission of the Author.
From "Poems That Have Helped Me,"
P. F. Volland & Co., Chicago, Ill.
S. E. Kiser.
"A SONG OF TRIUMPH"
When Captain John Smith was made the leader of the colonists at Jamestown, Va., he discouraged the get-rich-quick seekers of gold by announcing flatly, "He who will not work shall not eat." This rule made of Jamestown the first permanent English settlement in the New World. But work does more than lead to material success. It gives an outlet from sorrow, restrains wild desires, ripens and refines character, enables human beings to cooperate with God, and when well done, brings to life its consummate satisfaction. Every man is a Prince of Possibilities, but by work alone can he come into his Kingship.
WORKank God for the might of it,
The ardor, the urge, the delight of it-
Thank God for the pride of it,
For the beautiful, conquering tide of it,
And what is so strong as the summons deep,
Thank God for the pace of it,
For the terrible, keen, swift race of it;
Fiery steeds in full control,
Nostrils a-quiver to greet the goal.
Work, the Power that drives behind,
Oh, what is so good as the pain of it,
Thank God for the swing of it,
For the clamoring, hammering ring of it,
On the mighty anvils of the world.
To answer the dream of the Master heart.
From "The Hour Has Struck,"
The John Lane Co.