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sees the good before us, caution the dan
gers 10 be encountered on the way. Both

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are Iecessary to progress. A man VIII,
is too cautious and has too little hope i
easil ! discouraged. He is so afraid of evi
that he does not try to get the good ant
is therefore the slave of anxiety and fear
He will never attempt any difficult en-
| terprise., Such men do nothing to carry
forward the world. Better have too
much hope and try even though We fai
than not to try at all. /. 4 A. i.
| The hope which deceives, is that which
promises us future good With no effor,
on our part. We trust in fortune but
not il thought and work.. We expect
to be helped by some friend, to draw
the prize In 'ottery,-or to find some po;
OF gold in the ground. Those in whom
this hopefulness is strong, love to read
falry-storles, and imagine themselves the
heroes; prefer speculation to Legitimate
business; wish to be rich at once. All
they undertake, they undertake blindly,
trusting in good fortune refusing to look
at the difficulties in the way. As re.
suit life to them is apt to be one long
True ohore on the other hand is will.
ing to think, wait and act. It does not
expect instant success. "Patience work
eth experience, and experience hope. ''The
man who has this principle does not read
fairy tales but he does read the biogra.
phies of those who have done great
things
We look back at the great men of the
world-Socrates, Paul, Dante, Columbus
land usually we think of their success
only, their whole career seems to US one
of steady triumph. But studying their
lives intimately we see how they fought
their way against constant opposition,
slander, hatred and failure.
Socrates, the great shining light whose
moral beauty illdminates Paganism, lived
in hope: His power was this-he lived
in world of IDEAS, he believed in great
truths, he had faith in principles. He
was strong in the hope which these in
spired. Nothing which he saw around
him could give him courage; but his
hope of the triumph of truth was enough
for him.
We think of Columbus as the great
discoverer of America and do not re-
member that his life to him was one of
disappointment: and failure. Even his
discovery of America was disappoint-
ment as he was looking for India. We
all know how he was rewarded with
chains and imprisonment. His great
hope, was his only support and strength.
Paul, the apostle, whose chance letters
have influenced the world more than the
noble poems of Dante and Milton, or the
discovery Of Columbus, was a very un-
popular man.. He lived by hope, he had
nothing else by which to live. eve are
saved by hope," said he; ''but what a
man seeth, why doth he yet hope forl
Hope with him is one of the principles
which endure through time and eternity
The power which moves the earth is
hope. An anxious, doubtful, timid man
can accomplish little. Fear unnerves u.s.
hope inspires US.
Take hope from the heart and memo.
ry becomes a bitter cup of pain, take
memory away and hopes vanishes
Neither can exist alone.
| In the hearts of the aged when memo
Try is painful, when it spreads out MAP
of useless regrets and points out wastet
opportunities, failures, lonliness and
death, hope IS comfort as it whisper:
OF life of perfect happiness still to bt
won.
In deaths hour, when Memory
"Wakes with all her busy train, Swells
at the breast and tu1ns the past to pain,
the bitterness of the hour would become
uncomfortable to some were they deprived
of Fhe sweet comfort of Hope, or bic
them still look upward and onward
past the narrow confines of the grave
the sorrows of parting, to- gaze upor
the future life promised TO those who
have earned the Heavenly home.
| Schiller gives us his idea of Hope II
his beautiful little poem ''Hoffnuug."
Es reden isnd treumen die Menschen vie
| Won bessern kuenftigen Tagen;
| Mach einen gluecklichen, goldenen Ziel
Sieht man sic rennen und jagen.
Die Welt wird alt uad wird wieder jung
,Doch der Mensch hofft INNER - Verbes
serung.
Die Hoffnung fuehrt ihn los Leben Elm,
| Sic umfattert den froehlchen Knaben
Den Juengling locket ihr Zaubeaschelu,
| Sic wird nit den G1eis plcht begraben
Dem beschliest er i'm Grabe den muede1
Lauf,
Noch am Grabe pflanzt er-die Hoff
|. nung auf.
Es ist klein leerer, schmeichelnder VAIN
| Erzeugt i'm Gehirn des Thoren.
I'm Herzen kuendet es laut sich an:
/ Zu Was besse1n sind wir geboren;
Und was die innere Stimme spricht,
Das teuscht die Hoffende Seele NIGHT.
! Wolfgang Reichel, aged Is years, diet
at his home on Broadway Sunday, th,
cause Of death being . prolonged attacl
of la grippe resulting in cardiac paraly
sis. Deceased was Bohemian and hat
resided in this city about 13 years. Hi
wife died aNmn fhron vaoro, or,n MD a.