rld and his
sister to be the wife of a merchant prince.

Boys, be industrious, be honest, be sober. "I will" fluttered from the
worm-eaten ships of Columbus; "I will" blazed upon the banners of
Washington and Grant; "I will" stamped the walls of Hudson river
tunnel, and dug the canal of Panama. Young man, write "I will" upon
your brow, give your heart to God and hope will herald your way to
victory as the reward of a well spent life. Keep your eye upon the
star of ambition. Don't be like the owl, who when daylight comes hides
himself within the shadows of the ivy-bound oak and moans and moans
the days of his life away; but rather be like the proud eagle that
leaves its craggy summit, starts on its pinion flight through the
clouds, rides upon the face of the storm, then on beyond bathes its
plumage in the "sunlight of the day god, and laughs in the face of the
coming morrow."

Some one said, and trifled with the secret of success and happiness
when he said it: "There's only a dollar's difference between the man
who works and the man who pays, and the man who pays, gets that."
There is an old superstition that somewhere on the earth, under the
earth or in the sea, there is a stone called the "philosopher's stone"
and whoever finds it will be "chiefest among ten thousand." The same
superstition prevails with many today; only the name of the stone is
turned to "luck," and thousands of young men are waiting for luck to
come along and turn up something for them. There is a rule of life,
young men, more reliable than luck. It is called an ancient law and
runs thus: "By the sweat of thy face shalt thou eat bread." It is the
foundation of more sweet bread and pure enjoyment than all your luck.
On it the feet of Abraham Lincoln rested, while he wedged his way to
the highest office in the gift of the American people. On it
Shakespeare stood, driving a shuttle through the warp and woof of a
weaver's loom and wove out for himself a name and fame immortal. On it
Elihu Burrett wielded a sledge hammer, while developing a mind that
mastered many different languages. On it Henry Clay made his way from
the mill-sloshes of Virginia to the United States Senate, and on it
James A. Garfield tramped his toe-pathway from driving a mule, to
presiding over the destinies of seventy-five millions of people.

Boys, don't be idle. I know a man to-day who always looks so lazy it
really rests me to look at him. A boy working for a farmer was asked