ious instance of itself," which will bring either
renewed confidence or resignation.

--M. B. S.

For thou shalt forget thy misery;
Thou shalt remember it as waters that are passed away.

--Job 11. 16.

Gracious Father, help me to "Lift mine eyes unto the hills" that
glorify the discouraging ways. May I appreciate thy great love, and
from my limitations find the possibilities that are limitless. Amen.

JANUARY THIRTY-FIRST

Cromwell dissolved Parliament 1655.

Charles Edward (Young Pretender) died 1788.

Franz Schubert born 1797.

James G. Elaine born 1830.

Nature demands that man be ever at the top of his condition. He who
violates her laws must pay the penalty, though he sit on a throne.

--James G. Elaine.

Dig channels for the streams of love,
Where they may broadly run;
And love has overflowing streams
To fill them every one.

For we must share if we must keep
The good things from above;
Ceasing to give, we cease to have--
Such is the law of love.

--R. C. Trench.

And thy life shall be clearer than the noonday;
Though there be darkness, it shall be as the morning.

--Job 11. 17.

My Father, I would remember that it is mostly from my inspirations
that I conceive life. Take away hatred and vanity that keep me in
faults, and awake in me the thoughts that are responsible for visions
that lead to high ideals. Amen.

FEBRUARY

Then came old February, sitting
In an old wagon, for he could not ride,
Drawn of two fishes for the season fitting,
Which through the flood before did softly slide
And swim away; yet he had by his side
His plow and harness fit to till the ground,
And tools to prune the trees, before the pride
Of hasting prime did make them bourgeon wide.

--Edmund Spenser.

FEBRUARY FIRST

Ben Jonson born 1574.

John Philip Kemble born 1757.

Arthur Henry Hallam born 1811.

George Cruikshank died 1878.

It is not growing like a tree
In bulk, doth make man better be;
Or standing long an oak, three hundred year,
To fall a log at last, dry, bald, and sere:
A lily of a day
Is fairer far in May,
Although it fall and die that night--
It was the plant and flower of Light.
In small proportions we just beauties see;
And in short measure life may perfect be.

--Ben Jonson.

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