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Whatever Of True Glory Has Been Won By Any Nation Of The Earth; Whatever Great Advance His Been Made By Any Nation In That Which Constitutes A High Christian Civilization, Has Been Always At The Cost Of Sacrifice; Has Cost The Price Marked Upon It In God's Inventory Of National Good.

I Softly Sink Into The Bath Of Sleep: With Eyelids Shut, I See Around Me Close The Mottled, Violet Vapors Of The Deep, That Wraps Me In Repose.

We Often Wonder That Certain Men And Women Are Left By God To The Commission Of Sins That Shock Us. We Wonder How, Under The Temptation Of A Single Hour, They Fall From The Very Heights Of Virtue And Of Honor Into Sin And Shame. The Fact Is That There Are No Such Falls As These, Or There Are Next To None. These Men And Women Are Those Who Have Dallied With Temptation--have Exposed Themselves To The Influence Of It, And Have Been Weakened And Corrupted By It.

Doubtless The World Is Wicked Enough; But It Will Not Be Improved By The Extension Of A Spirit Which Self-righteously Sees More To Reform Outside Of Itself Than In Itself.

Every Man's Powers Have Relation To Some Kind Of Work; And Whenever He Finds That Kind Of Work Which He Can Do Best--that To Which His Powers Are Best Adapted--he Finds That Which Will Give Him The Best Development, And That By Which He Can Best Build Up, Or Make, His Manhood.