The Montgomery advertiser., 1908-12-06
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Mephistopheles came into his own again. once more he painted ambition before the longing eyes of Faust He showed him the empire falling again into disorder and wreck. A mighty faction had nominated new Emperor and challenged the old Faust returned to court. He aroused the tImid and put heart Into the despairing To the army, wasted by cowardly flight treachery and weak counsels he drew the spirits of greed, of lust, of blood. He aworke again the great heroisms of past days. But when the day was won, when through smoke and ruin and death theI Emperor came once more into his own. Faust saw the emptiness of his efforts still.
 Does nothing please your" demand ed Mephistopheles T have shown you in fmmeasurable vastness the riches of the world and all It's splendor. Would you rule q nation and have 1t low De- fore you"
 "No." said Faust. That will not content me-"
 "Shall I build you palaces in tho cades and streams and i'll the glades with beauty" asked Mephistoph eles.
 Tt would be a stale thing, a mere Sardanapalus," replied Faust.
 Perhaps you would soar to the moon" sneered, Mephistophelss. angrily
 aNo?' cried Faust, towering tall and commanding. No! This earth is great enough for great attemptsl I feel the power at last for brave achievements! I want not fame. The deed Is every thing the fame is nothing. shall press back wonder sea and set its bounds, and on the new domain that shall win a new, free people shall work out a new and better destiny"
 Gladly the Emperor granted the absurd wish for land under the sea to the man who had saved his crown.
 Faust gathered men from near and far By day the blow of spade and pick answered the thunder of the waves. By night flames shone upon hundred miles of strand and when the dawns came dams stood there, holding the land that men had gained while the oceans power was witn- drawn by ebb. Cannals and dikes grew as by sorcery; but 1t was the sorcery of the guiding, purposeful hII- man mind controlling human sinews and hands. Willingly thousands toll ed to give form to the creation of the one. Breakwaters and qnays thrust themselves dauntlessly into the deeps Harbors banned the destroying surf. Cities upreared their crowns of towers. Ships upreare1 their spars where breakers had controlled.
 And now as Faust gazed with. full bsnG. qn bs the wSre of hs sTsin and old age and blindness. That which he had done he could see never more That which he had achieved he could
 "Nig6tl Nightp said he. .arhe deep est deep of night! Yet in my sould I Ssstths See the brightest aIg;a Mght' Now. hsastsG There is swamp that drained. will give new land to thousands where they may dwell and in a daily battle wrest fruit and riches from an unwilling soil. Now do I know! This fs the ul- innate knowledge-th@t only he de- serves freedom and fate who daily con- Quers 1t anew, and so. surrounded by antagonistic forces, fights dauntIessly through childhood. youth and agel This would see! On free son with . free people do I long to stand. and tn the precedence of that highest pleasure would cry to the moment: "Oh, stay! Remain! Thou art so fair!'
 Instantly he sank to the ground dead.
 He falls, and it is doner' said Me- phistophelss. stepping to his side. ''No lust pleased him, no fortune satisfed, and now. poor fool, this last, poor, empty moment, he longed to hold 1t AdSNs put HOW lIiG CLOCK SlAnQB -9Lllts The hour hand drops.'
 Even as he exulted there sounded a. chorus from the sky in strains 50 mild, so pure, so victorious that he covered and shrank away from the body.
 Thrilling tie hushed air the angels sang:
 Fires holy fires.
 Purify. purify him.
 He who sought truth
 Truth shall not deny him.
 From dark evil
 He shall uprise! e--
 Saved! He is saved!
 For Paradise" Next Sundays one-Rage classic win be "Fhe Haunted Man." a ChFistmas story by Charles Dickens.
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 That height reached at the expense of another's downfall can never be per- manent.
 People who fail do not do so for Che want of capital but because of the waste of 1t.
 Keep your good eye cooked on the fellow that is overly humble. There will be something doing.
 We ourselves are to be measured by destinies.
 Who's the braver-he who stands alone. or he who stands supported by " Many vandals would steal from the