emotions. One is better for his healthful recreations, his aspirations and ideals, his perceptions of beauty and his divine communings—the sweetness and light of the soul. We can only ask that the main purpose and trend of life may be laborious and useful, even strenuous and successful.
Lowell wrote of the pioneers who settled New England that they were men
"Who pitched a state as other men pitch tents,
And led the march of time to great events."
The pioneers of this Commonwealth were men who here pitched a state as other men pitch tents, and are leading the march of time to great events. The age, America, offer great opportunities to educated young men and women. Use them with courage. King Henry IV. of France once gained a great victory at Arques. After the battle, as he was leading his troops toward Paris, he met one of his generals coming up late with a detachment of the army, and thus greeted him, "Go hang yourself, brave Crillon! We fought at Arques and you were not there," as though the greatest privilege in life were an opportunity to contend and win for one's self a victory.
A few years ago I went to Ayr, the birthplace of Burns. I visited the poet's cottage, walked by the Alloway Kirk where Tam o' Shanter beheld the witch dance, crossed the Auld Brig and wandered by the banks and braes o' bonny Doon—and it is a beautiful stream. I found myself repeating lines from "Tam o' Shanter," "Bonny Doon," "Scots Wha Hae wi' Wallace Bled," and from some of the sweeter and nobler songs of Burns. And I
