"God," replied the child simply.
"But you can't draw God," protested the mother, "because you have
never seen Him; no one has ever seen Him and no one knows what He
looks like."
The small girl licked her pencil and put in another touch. "They'll
all know when I finish this," she said.
A young lady once asked Oscar Wilde to give her a list of the one
hundred greatest books ever written.
"Impossible, my dear," replied Oscar; "I have only written five."
CONDUCT
_I Resolve_
To keep my health
To do my work
To live
To see to it I grow and gain and give
Never to look behind me for an hour
To wait in weakness and to walk in power;
But always fronting onward to the light
Always and always facing toward the right
Robbed, starved, defeated, fallen wide astray
On with what strength I have
Back to the Way.
--_Charlotte Perkins Stetson_.
_Envoy_
If I am happy, and you,
And there are things to do,
It seems to be the reason
Of this world!
Be Noble! and the nobleness that lies
In other men, sleeping but never dead,
Will rise in majesty to meet thine own;
Then wilt thou see it gleam in many eyes
Then will pure light around thy path be shed
And thou wilt nevermore be sad and lone.
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