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hope, but I will not give a dollar to help perpetuate the memory and influence of those who live to make us despair."—John E. Adams.


(1440)

Hope was the one thing that remained in Pandora's box. While it remains men may courageously face life and the future.


When Alexander the Great crossed into Asia, he gave away almost all his belongings to his friends. One of his captains asked him, "Sire, what do you keep for yourself?" "I keep hope," was the answer of the king. (Text.)


(1441)


HOPE DEFERRED


Once there was a woman whose harmless madness was to believe herself to be a bride, and on the eve of her wedding. Waking up in the morning, she asked for a white dress, and a bride's crown; smiling, she adorned herself. "To-day he will come," she said. In the evening sadness overmastered her, after the idle waiting; she then took off her white dress. But the following morning, with the dawn, her confidence returned. "It is for to-day," she said. And her life passed in this tenacious, altho ever-deceiving, certitude—taking off her gown of hope, only to put it on again." (Text.)


(1442)


HOPE ENERGIZES


Hope is energy. The provisions have failed; the boat leaks, the seas rise, strength is gone, and intolerable thirst alone remains. But, upon the horizon there rise the masts and then the hull of the liner. Hope at once energizes. With the vestige of remaining strength, the distress signal is hoisted, it is seen; it is answered, the steamer's course is changed, and rescue is at hand.—John E. Adams.


(1443)


Hope, Imparting—See Sick, Mirror an Aid to the.



Hope Revived—See Extremity not Final.


HOPELESS FEAR


Is there not an Eastern apologue which tells how the Angel of Pestilence was questioned as to the ten thousand victims he had slain? And did he not answer, "Nay, Lord, I took but a thousand; the rest were slain by my friend Panic." How many, too, have sunk into the deep waters of the black river and been floated on to the ocean of eternity, for very paralysis of hope when the evil hour was upon them and they had just wetted their feet on the brink! They could, and they would have stept back to the solid shore; but they had no courage for the attempt, no energy to strike out to the land. The waters closed over their bowed head, and they sobbed away their breath in the very supineness of terror, the very lethargy of hopeless fear. Death is like everything else—a foe to be fought, a wild beast to be kept at bay. They who contend with most spirit live the greater number of days. The will to live and the determination not to die make the most efficacious antidote against the poison of the "lethal dart." The hopelessness of fear is that poison itself.—E. Lynn LintonThe Forum.


(1444)


Horizons, Short—See Average Life.



Horoscopy—See Birth Ceremonies.


HOSPITALITY, ABUSE OF


The writer, when a boy, was invited with all the other members of his class to a picnic at the home of one of his companions, who was very poor, and whose widowed mother supported herself and her son from a small apple orchard. After spending the afternoon in boyish sports, the class was invited into the orchard to have some apples. With generous hospitality the host invited the boys to help themselves; but to his amazement, the boys, who were all from homes of refinement and supposed to be well brought up, began an orgy of unrestrained apple-eating, and after gorging themselves with all they could possibly eat, stript the trees in wanton waste, just taking a bite here and there and destroyed barrels of apples. The poor boy host could not conceal that this waste was an unlooked-for financial loss. It was an intemperate indulgence and abuse of hospitality that was contemptible.—James T. White, "Character Lessons."


(1445)


HOSPITALITY IN CHURCH


Some years ago a young man came from the West to Pittsburg as a student. He did not know a solitary human being in either of the "Twin Cities." At his boarding-house he was asked where he thought of going to church. He mentioned the place he had chosen, not because he knew anybody there, but because it was near at hand. "Well," the questioner replied, "they will soon freeze you out from that congregation." "I'll give