Spirit of Jefferson. [volume] (Charles Town, Va. [W. Va.]) 1844-1948, 1886-12-07
MISCELLANEOUS.
Grape and Canister.
Merit is the Trademarks Of Success

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| IFrom the Monthly auction Trade Journal of
| c. b. Rouss.
The Z. S. Mail carries this Circular
for n single penny to the Canadas, to
Mexico, every city in the Union. to
to the obscure N-roads established in
every State, plants it in the path of
every business man everywhere,
haunts the dream of the tirelesS trav-
eller, full of forty rod, for some crack
credit concern. rings into the brain of
many solid man many n solid fact
that nothing will effacc, and lays
before over one million readers these
arguments. these truths. these facts
and figures that crush with the force
of the deadly dynamite old tottering,
rotten credit machines as an egg-shell
under the hoof of mastodon.
General exception was taken to the
assertion that the Metropolis did not
produce her own generals, with the
remark that there are other Stewarts
and Claflins on the line of battle along
down Broadway to-day. 1t may he
true. but do they stand upon that
high level, away up above the world,
attained only by these two mercantile
CAESARS: are they the giants, fighting
with n giants might, as only these
two matchless merchants were; and
is it not true that they looked down
upon mediocrity with loftier scorn
than ever adorned the fixed and una
verted gaze of Paul rs he stood I'M
flinchingly before Agrippa. And
whilst it may be so still the genera
ton of merchant princes of to-day are,
with all the modern appliances of
modern mercantile warfare, not mp to
the standard of the ages just CONE by.
They were working early birds, fell
lows who began with the first break of
dawn or starlight, and who did not
sleep at sundown. Their magnificent
struggles would remind you of the
persistent drive of the buzZ-saw-
steady, useful, penetrating, cleaving
with savage intensity into the tough
fihres of facts, statistics and solidity;
and if the laugher or joker or time
killer, watching the clock or the sun,
stood in the way, it was high time to
go, as that was no playground for
the dead lumber that ever clogs the
big busy wheels of trade until the last
revolution. Great judges of human
nature, their victories were born with
heaven-born leaders, and not the riff
raft sunshine soldiers, whose bleached
bones whiten the macadamized road
to fame. In the rebel camps there
was an old saw bearing hard upon
Winfield Scott. Stanton asked him
how he proposed TO " crush the reDel-
lion" The old soldier spoke not,
but stood up, stretched out his arm
and clenchcd his fist, meaning that he
would choke it at the first grapple.-
Manassas had been fought and he was
asked why he did not strangle the
wild, wayward rebel devils, as he had
done on the plains of Mexico. With
dignificd and fallen mien and falter-
ing voice of self-reprOach he uttered
| these memorable words: The brave
and chivalrous sons of chivairous
South, who Won for me my !aurels at
Lundy's Lane and in the Valley of
Mexico, they were the heroes who
tore them from my brow atMANAssAs.
Strange fatality. 1t looked as if
Scott would fulfill his promise all that
memorable day, and history might
have been written otherwise but for
one man--STONEwALL JACKSON =
" Rally. my brave men," were the
last words of the dying but heroic
BEE; Yonder stands jackson like
stone ,rdU."
The young cOnscripts of Napoleon,
burning under the same enthusiasm
and ambition as their illustrious En-
peror, beat back the veterans of Eu-
rope at Jena, at Austerlitz and Leip-
sic even as the children of the Great
Rebellion, inspired by the impulsive
devotion of such men as Lee and Jack
son and Johnston, hurled back the
countless masses of Grant in tile Will
derness-only to prove that in the
struggle of everyday life, that man
will triumph whose infexible resoIu-
tion and whose unyielding and un-
bending will is fastened to that faith
that fights its own battles; who stands
not with folded arms waiting patiently
for Providence to feed and fight for
him, but standing up, that one man
in ten thousand, head and shoulders
above the millions, by the irresistible
force of ability and integrity, by the
priceless victories of Honor Bright
prints upon his cenotaph that sterling,
solid and gigantic word SUCCESS. To
that merchant who has the pluck to
try the short and right road that leads
to early success in the spring-time of
life, who will abandon that hard turn
pike that means hopeless toll, crowd
ed with misfortunes and adversitfes
in every shape and countless number
in one word. to the merchant who
will fling away his credit business and
grappie like a man with the world
upon basis of cash down, these fig-
ures. these sterling and unanswerable
arguments, are presented, in the hope
and belief that the chances and oppor-