te position, I might have been at the head of my
department." The very next day young Tyndall began a regular course of
study, and went to the University of Marburg, where he became noted for
his indomitable industry. He was so poor that he bought a cask, and
cut it open for a bathtub. He often rose before daylight to study,
while the world was slumbering about him.
Labor is the only legal tender in the world to true success. The gods
sell everything for that, nothing without it. You will never find
success "marked down." The door to the temple of success is never left
open. Every one who enters makes his own door which closes behind him
to all others.
Circumstances have rarely favored great men. They have fought their
way to triumph over the road of difficulty and through all sorts of
opposition. A lowly beginning and a humble origin are no bar to a
great career. The farmers' boys fill many of the greatest places in
legislatures, in syndicates, at the bar, in pulpits, in Congress,
to-day. Boys of lowly origin have made many of the greatest
discoveries, are presidents of our banks, of our colleges, of our
universities. Our poor boys and girls have written many of our
greatest books, and have filled the highest places as teachers and
journalists. Ask almost any great man in our large cities where he was
born, and he will tell you it was on a farm or in a small country
village. Nearly all of the great capitalists of the city came from the
country. "'T is better to be lowly born."
The founder of Boston University left Cape Cod for Boston to make his
way with a capital of only four dollars. Like Horace Greeley, he could
find no opening for a boy; but what of that? He made an opening. He
found a board, and made it into an oyster stand on the street corner.
He borrowed a wheelbarrow, and went three miles to an oyster smack,
bought three bushels of oysters, and wheeled them to his stand. Soon
his little savings amounted to $130, and then he bought a horse and
cart. This poor boy with no chance kept right on till he became the
millionaire Isaac Rich.
Chauncey Jerome, the inventor of machine-made clocks, started with two
others on a tour through New Jersey, they to sell the clocks, and he to
make cases for them. On his way to New York he went through New Haven
in a lumber wagon, eating bread and cheese. He afterward lived in a
fine mansion in New Haven.
Self-help has accomplished about all the gr
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