Clay, so bitterly opposed in politics, yet kept their private friendship unbroken, to the extent that the former lent his only white vest to Henry of the West, that he might appear resplendent at Bodisco's wedding, and wore black himself when he was wont to carry elegance of toilet to a punctilio; if Garfield and Lamar, as the former proudly told me, could go out arm in arm from Congress, where they had spent the day in sternest controversy, what ought we to be capable of doing who profess to take for our guide the Book which teaches us on every page that a soft answer turneth away wrath, but grievous words stir up anger; we who have called Master and Lord, the only great non-combatant of his tory," who when he was reviled, reviled not again!" Let me quote a golden sentence from our own Elizabeth Wheeler Andrew. It occurs in an off-hand private note recently received from her. She says: "Truly, it is difficult to reconcile justice with love. But whatever has to be sacrificed in my human limitations, the law of charity must not be. The thirteenth of first Corinthians is the flaming sword which, turning every way, guards my spiritual paradise." May I put with Mrs. Andrew's golden sentences this one, which I wish might share with them the place of golden motto to us in the year to come?

"BE NOBLE, and the nobleness that lies

In other men, sleeping, but never dead,
Will rise in majesty to meet thine own."

I am told that it is my habit to praise too much, and very likely I have erred in this, but somehow I cannot help believ ing that the world will be a better and happier place when people are praised more and blamed less; when we utter in their hearing the good we think and also gently intimate the criticisms we hope may be of service. For the world grows

smaller every day. It will be but a family circle after a while. Note this curious two-fold evolution: the strength and sacredness of personality increase, but frankness of interchange increases just as fast. With swifter communication and interchange of thought and place, people will be less occult. Invention makes it as easy to stamp one's autograph as to have his name printed upon his book. The autograph gives more of individuality so he chooses it, and his reader is all the better pleased. Photographs are so cheap and so rapidly multiplied that they become anyone's property who cares for them. The telephone repeats our very voices and the phonograph preserves our smallest utterance; the pneumatic tube is capable of carrying our letters and packages from New York to San Francisco in sixty seconds; the bicycle and tricycle are but studies for the individualizing of our methods of Locomotion; the growing leniency of fashion and of etiquette give elbow room to individuality of appearance, conduct and the use of time, but every one of these and a thousand other subtle transformations tend toward easier interchange of thought, more frequent intercourse and a better understanding. As the world grows kinder we shall trust each other more. Our ideal world is never solitary but peopled by pres ences, loving and gracious, from whom we would not wish to hide a secret indeed, as the angelic world interspheres more closely with our own, we shall have fewer secrets to hide. Light and not darkness is the emblem of the heaven toward which we all aspire and in the proportion that we gain it, we shall find that in us there will be no darkness at all. Selfishness or shyness, one or both are at the root of secrecy. We must have more frankness, more of mutual confidence, and it must come a long time before the Kingdom of Heaven can be set up on earth. Therefore I stoutly defend more openness and frankness in our dealings with each other, both for praise

and blame, but especially the former, for if we are encouraged and believed in, all that is heavenly in us will respond and our blameworthy traits will grow less prominent. For my own part, I have seen many a negative developed into a positive by honest praise. It is akin to being loved — that greatest grace which can fall upon a human spirit in any world. More than any other stimulus, discriminating praise develops a true ambition, which is the love of love and the desire of power for ends wholly beneficent, an ambition which makes one smitten by it supremely desirous to be lov able. Said Mills, of Williams' College, "No young man living in the nineteenth century, and redeemed by Christ, ought to think of living and dying without an effort to make his influence felt around the globe." From the love in that heart and others like it, radiates a force that resulted in the American Board of Foreign Missions. If that was a sacred ambition for a man in the nineteenth century, what shall we say of woman's ambition in the twentieth, which is but a few years away? What shall not that century behold of wonder and surprise—of purity and hope?

Napoleon's great word was "glory," the Duke of Welling. ton's was "duty." Both were words of strictest personality, and each led him who cherished it to a world-wide renown. One name shines with the brilliant but fitful light of a comet, the other is serene and steadfast as a star. In our measure each of us is guided in the development of personality by the love of duty or the love of glory. One is a will-o'-the-wisp which lures but to destroy; the other, patiently pursued, will light us to the presence and companionship of Him who sit teth at the right hand of God's own blazing throne.

Let us, then, take for our own this motto:

"Do the duty nearest,
Cling to truth the clearest,
Face the ill thou fearest,
Hold thine honor dearest,

Knowing God is good."

Doing this, we shall discover with the Laureate that

"The path of duty is the way to glory,

He that walks it, only thirsting

For the right, and learns to deaden
Love of self, before his journey closes
He shall find the stubborn thistle bursting
Into glossy purples, which out-redden
All voluptuous garden roses."

THE EDUCATION OF BRAIN AND MUSCLE.

BY

THOMAS LAWRENCE, D. D.

DUCATION means a draw.

ing out. That which is drawn out must in some sense be within. "You can not draw blood out of a stone." "Ex nihilo nihil fit,"-out of nothing comes nothing. Education does not create, it only develops. A pebble will not grow into a tree. You must plant an acorn you want an oak. The tiny cup contains the germ of a massive tree, nay, of a thousand oak forests. But for every acorn that germinates, a mil

lion perish, crushed 'neath the foot, rotting in the earth, or devoured by the beasts. That there may be a tree, or plant life, there must not only be a germ, but that germ must be placed under circumstances favorable to its develop Were you to suspend an acorn in the air, cast it into the water, or drop it into a hollow stone, it were in vain to The germ must be lodged in suitable soil, the dews and rains of heaven must moisten it, the genial heat

ment.

look for a tree.