and but for his faithful generals he would have lost the province of Silesia, which was won in that battle.

"In sheer cowardice the man who was later to become one of the battle winners of all time ran away from the enemy like a scared child from the bogiemen. But the cowardice was of the clothes only and did not reach the soul."

After the battle he was found in a dingy farmhouse crying like a broken-hearted child. "It is all over," he said. "I have nothing left. All is lost. I will not survive my country. Farewell forever." He then seriously considered suicide, but on thinking it over made up his mind that although a vanquished, humiliated monarch he would try again. He buckled on his sword and went back to his army, his face so haggard that his soldiers did not know him, "his eyes bloodshot from the scalding tears of his despair." Although he ruled over only five millions of people he raised the Prussian monarchy out of its insignificant position and made it rank among the first powers of Europe.

The best of us have days of discouragement and moments when we would be glad to run away from our troubles and responsibilities. In these times of depression and despair, when we feel that we amount to but little and doubt whether, after all, life is worth while, there is always danger of playing the coward and running away from duty; of

doing something that we shall be ashamed of later. It is better never to take an important step or make a radical change when feeling in this way.

When everything seems dark ahead and you cannot see another step, then say to yourself, "I guess it is up to me now to play the part of a man;" grit your teeth and push on, knowing that the gloomy condition will pass; that no matter how black or threatening the clouds, there is a sun behind them which will ultimately burst through. You will be surprised to find what power and courage are developed by this holding on as best you can, in spite of all obstacles.

Courage is victory, timidity is defeat.

Conquer your place in the world. All things serve a brave soul.

HONESTY, THE CORNER

STONE OF SUCCESS

Let the man in you speak louder than anything else. Manhood is above all riches and overtops all titles. Character is greater than any career.

Integrity is a precious thing, above rubies, gold, crowns, kingdoms. It is the poor man's capital. It gives credit, safety, power.

Character must stand behind and back up everything—the sermon, the poem, the picture, the play. None of them is worth a jot without it.—J. G. Holland.

Have an ambition to be remembered, not as a great lawyer, doctor, merchant, scientist, manufacturer or scholar, but as a great man, every inch a king.

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HERE is nothing we can say of a human being so praiseworthy as that he is honest, clean and white to the very core of his being. A man may be a great genius, a giant in intellect, but great brilliancy of mind can not be compared with plain, simple, downright honesty of character. Every other virtue or quality is discounted in comparison.

There is something about honesty of purpose, sincerity in our friendships, in our lives, in our vocation, in our dealings with others, that compensates for deficiencies or lacks in other directions,

and which gives mental stability and public confidence, even though we have only one talent and fill a very humble station in life.

In every community there are persons who carry weight, influence out of all proportion to their ability, because of their high moral standards, because they stand for the right and are not for sale.

The man who is righteously right, righteously true, righteously clean in his life, righteously genuine, who flings open the door of his mind and heart and has nothing to conceal, nothing to fear, is the man who moves the world. People instinctively feel his power and make way for him.

A man who stands four-square to the world, immeasurably fixed in his principles, is the most precious possession of any community. He makes every foot of land in his vicinity worth more, and all his neighbors a little prouder because he is one of them. Everybody feels a little happier and safer because he is their townsman.

It is as natural for us to have faith in the man who is honest, who stands for what he believes to be right, as it is to breathe. Human nature is constructed on lines of truth, of veracity, and we instinctively feel this reality. We are always distrustful of people who pose, who are not genuinely open, transparent. We are naturally suspicious of those who keep the door of their heart closed and only let us get peeps at their characters, at what they wish us to see, people who always seem to be

constrained to show the traits which will make a good impression and to hide their defects.

No man can really believe in himself when he is occupying a false position and wearing a mask; when the little monitor within him is constantly saying, "You know you are a fraud; you are not the man you pretend to be." The consciousness of not being genuine, not being what others think him to be, robs a man of power, honeycombs the character, and destroys self-respect and self-confidence.

When a poor struggling lawyer Abraham Lincoln would never take the wrong side of a case. "I could not do it," he said. "All the time while talking to the jury I should be thinking, 'Lincoln, you're a liar, you're a liar,' and I believe I should forget myself and say it out loud."

The soubriquet of "Honest Abe" had a great deal to do with making him President of the United States. Everybody who knew him believed in him. They saw in the man a deep dead-in-earnestness, an absolute honesty and straightforwardness of principles from which nothing could swerve him. It was the unquestioned faith in his honesty that gave him such a hold on the hearts and minds of the people. Nothing could shake their confidence in him.

There is nothing like a clean record, the reputation of being square, absolutely reliable, to help a young man along. There is nothing comparable to truth as a man builder. Nothing else will do more