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 r^m-- â- 15--.H!-' RUTH ELLIOTT OR, A PROPHECY FULFILLED. A TALE OF SOCIAL LIFE IM CANADA. BT "W. E. BESSEJ'Sr, 1-a:. ID. PA.RT III.â€" (Continued.) Discouraged and heajt-broken with trouMe and grief she returned home, and that night began to gather together a few articles of clothing, that she thought would be requir- ed and hurriedly packing a valise, she re- tired after having given a few hasty instruc- tions to her servants, and telling them she â- was about going on a journey for a few days. She retired early to get, if possible, some rest before starting on the early morning train for she had resolved to seek her brother's interference oa behalf of her worthless husband, if possible to secure his release. Such is woman's love. She could eiidure the misery of a drunken husband, but she could not bear the mortification and humiliation ot the thought, that her husband, the father of her child, should be branded as a common felon and the only hope she saw to save him was to enlist her brother Percy's co-operation- She did not intend to be long away if her efforts were successful, but if not she would much rather never see Montreal agam. With such feelings as these she arose early, after a sleepless night, and taking a light breakfast and wrapping baby care- fully in travelling attire, she started for the station, accompanied by a maidservant, who carried her valise, all the w^hile wonder- ing what freak this was her mistress, always so sensible and nice, had taken. Always thoughtful for her mistress' and baby's wel- fare, she had fixed up a nice lunch, which she stowed away in a basket with a nice })ottle of fresh milk, and seeing her mistress on the 7.30 train she wended her weary steps back to the house, wondering in her heart what new trouble this could be, or whether, in desperation, she had finally â-  concluded to escape from her misery by deserting her home, and her miserable hus- band. Of course she was not yet aware that he had been arrested. It was a cold, stormy night when Ruth reached Toronto and being weary, she sought slielter in a quiet looking hotel near the station, where she was directed by the kind-hearted watchman, whose stentorian voice has waked the echoes in the vaulted roof of the Union Station for so many years. "By George," he mused to himself, that's 'the most beautiful face I ever saw, be she flesh, or spirit, or both, it's all the same she's a beauty and no mistake. It's too bad to see her in such trouble, poor lady she loaks as if she was after loosing every friend she ever had in the world. Perhaps she's lost her money I gues that's it. Well, an' faith, if that's so, I'll be true to my country's, good name, for I'm not an Irish gintleman if I don't go over to old Stubbs who keeps the 'St. James' and volunteer to pay for the night's lodging for herself and her baby she hadn't nmch luggage, nayther only a valise. Sure tliat thing don't look just right there's something wrong. Maybe she's been turned out of house and home by â-  some drunken blackguard or another." And so off stai-ted j\ o. X to make things smooth for the distressed lady. " Faix, Mr. Stubbs, and I sent you a very dacentladyin distress over from tiie station. She arrived by No. 4 from the East. Now treat her well, and if she hasn't any money to pay with call on mc^Now, d'ye mind. Don't distress her any more, poor thing, she's lost a friend or liome, or maybe she's only a little gone in the head. Heaven knows, hut whatever happens her I hope she'll not fall into the hands of the ghouls of the city and lose her character." At the thought of the possibility he turue I back to say to the landlord that if she seem- ed impecunious he had better let him know at once, and he would make it his business to acquaint the charitable ladies of the city of the case, so that she might be assisted if necessary. All this was going on in the mind and heart of the old watchman, whose quick eye had ta'uen a true measure of tlie lady in dis- tress and who, timidly strange, in a strange city, was all too innocent and two intent upon the errand she had come about, to be in any danger of running in harm's way. ing along rapidly, when in passing along Front Street a name caught her eye, "Percy Elliott, agent for Messrs. Lyman, Kerry and Evans, Montreal, Dealers in Drugs, Chemi- cals. Dye-stoSa, Druggists, Sondrie" Surgi- cal Instrnments, c." An exclamation of delight escaped her, which attracted the attention of the man at the door. "Is Mr. Elliott in?" she said. "No," was the reply, "he's gone home more than an hour ago." " Gone home," she sighed, with a groan. " Yes, and he lives more than three miles from here," said the man, 'way out on Daven- port Road." "Davenport Road?" she repeated, "and where is that, may I ask " " Oh, I perceive you're a stranger here. .Well, ma'am, it's a long way out, and it's snowing too hard now it's too stormy for 3-0U to find it to-night. You take Yonge Street cars and then yon get off and follow the road into the country. There are many fine houses along that road, and I can't di- rect you, but if you make inquiries you'll find it. He'll not be here till Monday now, to-morrow, Saturday, is Christmas, you know, and I'm shutting up to go home now till Monday. We won't be open till then." " Oh, I must see him at once, to-night. I must see him," she said, as the snow blew in her face, almost blinding her. " God help me," she said, as her heart sank at the pro- spect of delay if her errand was to be of any use it must be done quickly it would not brook delay. Wild grew the tempast, aa it howled among the tall warehouse j, ami it wasgrow- ing dark early. She pushed on, but lost her way and went several blocks too far finally, through the kindness of a city watchman, who accompanied her to within sight of the hotel, she got back and sank exhausted on the lounge in her bedroom. "Did you find him " enquired the kind hearted landlady, as she entered. " Find him, no but I heard of him and he's a long way out of the city. Oh, I must see him to-night. I must see him to-night," she exclaimed. The landlady, now thoroughly interested in her, tried to soothe^ and comfort her, and encouraged her by saying that after she had got some warm supper she might go out and she would care for baby. With a few «ups of good warm tea her heart seemed to gain strength and with it new resolve. She would undertake the Journey, she didn't know the house, but she would take the street cars, and she could en- quire. But here a new difficulty arose. He lived With some friend he was not married, had no house of his own. What was the name of the people with whom he lived She could only hope by enquiries to succeed. Wrapped in a heavy winter shawl kindly lent her, off she started, and taking the first car at the corner, forgot to ask where it went to until, on Shevboume Street, well up, she asked where Yonee Street was, and was told she must alight and walk across to it So Carlton Street led her to Yonge, and there, bewildered by the crowd of faces, not one of which she recognized, she, after making enquiries for Davenport Road, start- ed on foot, no car as usual being in sight. On, on she sped through the blinding snow. Finally she reached the little chapel this was Davenport road. And then for the ex- periment of finding a man in a multitude without any direction. There was no time to lose the storm con- tinued with unabated vigor the snow was blinding if one faced it it was dismal, but her's was a heroic spirit for love's sweet sake, and because she pitied and forgive one who had grievously wronged her, she would persevere. If God's own Son could expose himself to the miseries and infelicities of this sad, sinful world to save sinners, why shouldn't she, although she were aa angel from heaven in purity, do her endeavour to save the man she had sworn to love from the ignominy and disgrace he had recklessly brous;ht unon himself and all who bore his • name. As she hurried along, despite the blinding I snow, remembering the directions oi the wo- All honour, all the same, to the good Irish man of the inn that the road was a winding heart of the watchman may he always be as true to his own kindly instincts, and as I'aithfiil in his duty to the stranger and wanderer, and some day he'll hear a Voice shoutiag " All-al)oard for heaven," and, as the iuigel chariot pulls up at its destination, " Well done, cood and faithful servant, en- ter thou into tLe joy of thy Lord." " Inas- much aa ye have done it unto the lea.st of ihesc ye have done it unto me." ^he landlord's heart was touched. He spoke t J his wife. She spoke kindly to Ruth, interested hnself in her, had a nice cup of tea made for her an-l something nice got for her to eat fresh milk also for baby, making an excuse of her interest in babies to relieve the poor, weary mother of her charge and attend to its wants, getting j it to feed well ana to dvink heartily of " w-arm milk. Supper over she showed her to a cosy, warm room, and bade her ti-y and rest, as she feared unless she got a good night's rest she would be sick her cheeks looked so hollow and sunken, her eyes so suffused and red with tears and fretting. All mght long her sobs and sighings could j be heard in the adjoining room, as she tossed and turned, and reflected upon the position of affairs with herself and her un- fortunate husband. Next morning, after paying her bill (for she was not yet penniless, although she had but little Inoney with her), which was liber- ally discounted by the generous landlord, she set out to find her brother, leaving her sweet little babe in the care of her new found friend, the landlady. " She searched the C«y Directory in vain for his address she hadforgotten to ask for it, or indeed hardly dared to, lest her in- tention and destination shoidd be suspected she wished neither. All she knew was, that he was engaged in a branch hoaae oi a larga Montraal fiiin. Allday loogdte searched thioa{^ the iMwi- ^Zmf* JkiiMi' Mttt thai she was airected to without naolt. At last weary and diahMurtened sh^ tunad hcr iâ€" atfome ^rard to the hotel andbaby, and waftlranry- one and no gentlemen's residences existed along the first half mile or so, she felt that either the weather was gi'owing colder or she was losing strength. Would baby be all right with the woman at the inn. What would. Percy say when she found him. Would he, could he, refuse to help her. No, surely not. Percy had always loved her, and through all the happy days of chilahood and youth, as they grew up together, had he not called her his dear little "golden hair" until, growing tired of it, she had insisted on being called by her proper name, " Ruth " and then Percy did not know anything, or, at least, very little of her sad experience it had been kept from him at her own urgent request. Ah I she thought, here they are, at last, those wealthy residences. She entered the first open gate she rang the bell. A color- ed servant answered the door. " Does Percy Elliott live here " she asked. " No mam, dere's no sich name on dia street, as I knows on." She turned away sorrowfuL A bad be- ginning, she thought. And then she prayed ' that kind heaven might guide her footsteps to the door of her brothers habitation. And God's ever watchful angels carried that mes- sage t*} the*skies. On she sped to another, and still another, and another, with like re- sult. Oh it was pitiful, to see that lonely woman, out in that blinding storm, seeking for succor at the risk of her life for a wretch who had cursed her veiy existence. Again she rings the door-bell of an isolat- ed residence tmabeaatifal grounds and this time an old servant woman, answering the door, was at once interested in the weary- looking stranger.and besought her to come ii^ out of the storm. She wonld enter the porch only. Wc^L thought the old servant, I have heard that name oftto, "Percy El- liott," why, tlkatg«nS«aiiati was here only last night, and I think he Uvea in a large bonad np'|ii«3MdaboiitfcIialf amile; there is a wbtte ]fifik»% imct^JaJtorA ^ot the gratmdl^ e^ ft gt c ett Oeetfimteilr th^brancB looking house, with a large porch. Yon will know it by an immense drooping elm tree that stands nearly opposite and it is called by some 'The Elm,' although the gentleman who owns the grounds calls it • Pleasant Cottage,' or Chateau-gay." Thanking the kind old servant, she hasti- ly renewed her journey, this time inspired by renewed hope and energy. But she was growing chilly, and felt her strength weuld give way if she did! not succeed sooik The storm continued with unabated severity. She reaches the elm tree, and the white • picket fence. She entered the gate. Ah how nice â€" ^jnst like Percy to choose such a Elace for a home. Her petition had been card in that bright region where there is no night and storms never come, and a swift winged messenger had been sent to gui le her to the very spot. The place was all ablaze with light. She hesitated she shrank from her task. She was all out of breath. She was all agitated. She must calm herself before she should enter. She leaned against a clump of ever- green trees beside the walk, and brushing the snow from the seat by its foot, sank down upon it. " Oh, God, that I knew where I .should find him What if he is r.ot here " That moan saved her life for the sound of a human voice, disturbed the spaniel dog which, lxunding out from the porch, began to bark furiDusly at something down the walk, of which he appeared to bo afraid. Fearing that there must be some unusual cause for the dog's action, as he rushed back and forth between the porch and the cluster of evergreen trees down the walk, Major Dawson and Percy Elliott, who was enjoy- ing a quiet game of chess, while the family were preparing Christmas trees, decorating the rest of the house, and preparing other pleasing surprises for the morrow, rushed out, and following the dog down the walk, came to the shivering shrinking form of a female, wrapped loosely in a winter shawl, and crouching half hidden behind the trees, with the bench at the foot. As Percy, who was in advance, approached, the woman looked up, and with chattering teeth, and with tremulous voice" said. "Cau you tell me where Per â€" ^Percy â€" Elliottâ€" Uvea." "Yes, I'm Percy EUiott, what do you want him for " " Oh, Perch, don't you know me, Percy ' she said, as she made an effort to rise, "I'm almost perished hunting you in the storm, and cold. Oh, Percy, I've come to ask you to help me to â€" â- " and she choked for utter- ance, as she hung upon his breast and he, in dumb amazement, stood like one who had lost his senses. At last he found utterance, and exclaimed. " Who are you, what brings you here, and so cold and wet Why, what can this mean Tell me, what do yon want me to help you to do? For God's sake explain." " Don't yon know me, Penrjr I want you to to hold me up, I am so tired and weak. I have been looking for you all the day long and all the evening until now. Oh '(shuddering), Percy, I am so cold. Hold me up I feel like fainting." "Come into the honse out of this storm and wind. Come, let me help yos." He tried to move her, ?buft her head fell back and sank like one lifeless at his feet. " She faints " Her cheeks are cold, and the last leaden tifeep Hant;3 heavy on her lips. Major Dawso«, who stood by all the while, offered his assistance to carry her into the house, where they laid her on a couch. She lay there, pale, cold, and unconscious, like one that death was just about to claim for his own. But good, kiad -hearted Mrs. Dawson rallied her daughters to her asKst- ance and by dint of hard ntbbing, ammea- ia to nostrils, hot bottles tothefeet, etev, etc. in a short time she was restored to conscionsmess, and looked aF»ond in strange bewilderment. Seeing Percy near, she held out her jewdled hand^ on which she wore her mother's ring, to him, saying Percy, " Don't you know me, now, I'm- Ruth I'^and burst into a floTv- of tears, which: brought tears to the eyes of all present. Percy now recognized her, and ex- claimed r " Why,, yes, it is Ruth, ray sifter, whats, in heaven's name, has brought her here "â-  At Mrs. Dawsoa's suggestion a cup of hc^ tea was darank gradually aad she was car- ried and put in a warm batl^ the cold, wet clothes replaced with dry warm things, fua- nished hy one of the youna ladies. Pen^ was as sauch amazed and wunb-founded as if one long dead had aris^i, but was fcn^ bidden to troubl* her. just tdien with ques- tions, and kept still. In a little whSe, with tha warm bottles, of hot water, etc., etc., natural heiat seemed to return, and exhausted nature sank int»a deep sleep. Still Percy watched by ^er side, and afiter sleeping aboiat forty-five- minutes, she- be- came restless and muttering, called for her child, which woke jker. Percy asked her if she recognized hjm, and if sh» felt better. " Oh, yes, Percy. I'll be all right sigain. The way was so long, and it was so coJid and stormy. I was only exhausted. Ill soon be all right now. I am not sick. Bat, my child," she exclaimed so earnestly as to sliartle Percy," my poor baby, where is my baby," and recovering her thoughts again she said, "Oh, my baby, Percy." I must go back to the hotel to my baby. Let me get up. Do, Percy, please. I must go back to baby." "What hotel ia baby at?" he asked. " I will go and bring it. Yon cannot leave here to-night." " At the St. James, near the station," she replied, " and my valise is with it." He nastily drew on his great-coat and leaving his sister to the tender care of Mrs. Dawson and her daughters, accompanied by the Major, who volunteered to go with him, they sallied forth. It was a wild night. The wind howled fiercely from the north the snow which kept falling fast was driven in all directions by the wind. They made their way down the road to Yonge street and sucoBeded in catching the last car. How Percy shuddered at the thought of his poor sister being exposed on such a night. He could not divine the cause it was a mystery to him yet. They arrived at tlie hotel and enquiriiu; for a baby left by a lady who had been seeing him, Per(nr ^Uott, the anxious hotel people were much relieved to hx that she had found him oat after idL Th^ had tried in vain to dissuade her from attonpting it on aoohanight, bnt she waa desperate, and then they trembled lest she might have lost her way, aad perished bam odU ' and ex- poso^ ' The good landlady trapped baby' care- chBttfid^^lQlfy-vp. Bt*ey^oo itinUaantta, M^or Dawson cune^ the valise, and .(»llii4r a sleigh, thcr^^e^ nolrioii^ itiii/Mug hojne with their precious burden. Mrs. Dawson took charge of bafag^ If«n ang^ had ar. rived in that household it could Hot have received a warmer weloame than did that littie one. The whole household vied with each other in attention to both child and mother. Next day was Chi-istmas. All Percys engagements were cancelled, and the Daw- sou's, out of sympatby, spent a quiet day at home. Percy iqent aU day listening to his sister's story of grief and suffering. He was touched 1^ her pleadings in ^vor of the man who had so cruelly wronged her. It was a woman's love â€" so tender, so forgiving. She had exposed her life to the wildest of storms, and a long and anxious journey, to ask his aid in tehalf of her worthless husband. He must yield he could not refuse her but he was careful to let her know that it was for her sake and not his. "For my dear baby's sake, then," she said he nodded asseut. " And now," said he, "as soon as you are able we will start. Meantime when Mrs. Blackstone was missed from home, all sorts of n'ild rumors were set afloat as to the cause of her flight and whither. No one knew, so secret had she kept her intention. Arthur Blackstone had plenty of time to get sober in his criminal cell. Whiskey is not a part of prison rations but he grew quite"nervou3 and restless this was height- ened by the absence of any news from his wife. He expected she would have frantic- ally flown to the prison to see him and to seek his release. He was more puzzled than any one his conscience condemned him he grew more wretched daily. The gaol doctor was aj'plied to for something to quiet his nerves and give sleep. A sleeping draught was ordered â€" morphia, chloral, and bromide of potassium, in full doses. Blackstone saw, as he thought, lots of company that night in his cell. More thati he wished to see. Big devils and little ones, baboons, monkeys, snakes, lizards and many-headed monsters appeared before him and amid the ^loom he thought he saw a skeleton pointing its finger at him, and with its fiery eye bal6 glowing at him, shout, " Yes, you are the man, yon did it, you brought me here and so you're here at last, are you All right, now here's for it, let's see which can torment the other most." And then she would scream at the top of her voice un- til all pandemonium seemed to ring with the sound, " Yes, you did it, 'twas you." His attendants failed to quiet him with the dose of medicine ordered, and growing desperate he seized the bottle and drank it off. The. bottle contained several doses. He soon sank into a heavy stc»torous sleep, whi«^ seemed to grow more prolonnd until the attendants, becoming alaxraed, the doc- tor was summoned. Seeing that it was a case of narcotism, he used cTery means to arouse the pati^it from his stupor and to counteract the- effect of the drug he had t^en. It was no use, the breathing became slower and deeper, the pulte grew weak, flickered, life tiemUed in the balance. "No coBstitutita prostrated frmw drink," exclaimed the doctes's, for by this tiaie more had been summoned. The pulse grew faint- er, the breathing weaker and slower^ until about four ia the a»oming it ceased: alto- gether. Asd he waa gone â€" dead thebril- liant studeit;^ the fascinating lawyer the dissipated husband the forger against his wife â€" gone, dead I in a felon's cell tâ€" no friend or companion near â€" Oh the desola- tion of that hour.. Next mon^g the obituary notice ini the paper read " Died, Mt Christmas night,, in a felon's cell, AKTUtJitBtACKSTONE, the once brilliant lawyer. Yocng men, take wa-rn- ing. A promising youth died in a drunk- ard's and feloii's celL Thia is drink's doings.. God bless the Scott Aet or any other act that would keep men softer." The day after Ghristjnas, beii g Saturday, Percy Elliott arranged for apartments on the Pullman for himself and sister to Moa' treal. Reachuig there ©n Siiaday morning, they were shocked to fiid cra^ on the dosr of the Blackstone ii»ansioo the blinda^ down, and the^ whole place- wearing a funer- eal look. Oh,, 'tis a ruse agaiiost somethwg; they thought ;: but on entering and enquir- ing what was tiie matter, imagine their sur- prise on being told that Arthur Blackstone, whom they had. come to secure the releasa of from prisoiv,. had already been released by death, the wo»k of his own hand, accidente ally swallowing an. ovep dose of medicine. This was a new grief r i)oor Ruth, but her tears refssed to Sow,, her eyes were aa dry as the hearth stone- in frockt of the grata there. "Poor ieAow," ske- exclaimed, "if ho had only known what I was doing for him. I would have been satisfied," she said. " He will now think he was des^ted by s^ even by m*. Oh, nty God, my burden is greater than I can bear. Lord help me- to cherish his good deeds, forgetting the e^, and so fulfil the law- of kindness. " The funeral took place next day. AH' present saemed struck with dumbness, gleoai being over all the scene. Were we not in a reflective mood, asid a believey in Providence, we mif ht not Ifcare indulgad in suck thoughts as "What a hap- py deliverance," "What a special foovi- ence," "How Strang^ evils work their own care, sometimes. ' It was a gloomy Christmas at the EJKott mansion, and yet it had ended in a feeling of intense rdief. No one conjectured where Rnth had fled to or what had been tte ob- ject of her sudden journey bnt it had ter- minated bettor than they had dared to hope, and she bad brought back Percy with her. Blackstone was buried and, let us hope, all the sorrows of which he was the author, with him. Let us hope, also, that his dis- astrous career, and unhappy end, may have a lesson in it for those who think they can succeed in life, with ability or ImUiant ta- lento, without good moral habits. As for Ruth, some sympathised, some blamed, but those who knew her best, ad- mired her hraroism and self sacrificing de- votion to a worthless man. As for her mother she had prayed and waited for the deliverance which had come at last. And now Cowper's beautiful hymn on Providence haunted her like an inspiration, and she wondered wh^ she had never before seen so much beauty in it, and so she kept sin^g over and over again •H3od-aiove8 in a UQalferious way Hiswandento] '" He i^uls Hi (00 And rides upon " Judge not the Lord by feeble sense But trust Him for His jmoe; ' Behind a frowning proTjctence He hides a siitlh'ng face. " His purposes will ripen fast, Unfolding every hour. The bud may have a bitter taste But sweet will be the flower." Ruth, too, seemed to have changed great ly in a short time. She had grown more self-reliant and hopeful and her strength and health seemed to be returning. When she did allow herself to reflect upon the sad career of her late unfortunate husband, she had but one regret, she bemoaned the action of her friends that had thrown him into a felon's cell for her protection â€" rather all had gone than that should have occurred " 1 should have thanked God," she would sometimes say, "had his good name been restored before he died. I did all I could but I was too late and but for a merciful providence would have jwrished in the at- tempt. Had he but known I was workbg for his freedom I should be better satisfied " Thus mourned a faithful wife for a dissolute husband and father. (to be contisued. • -^ â-  How to Succeed. A correspondent, who appears to be in earnest, writes: "As a new year has be^n, I thought an article from your pen on How to Succeed' might prove of interest to those who, like myself, are always ready and anxious to learn, and who desire to commence 1887 with a laudable ambition to succeed, if success is within their power.' This is rather a strange request, as we are not aware that we possess any special quaU- fications for imparting information on this subject to our inquirer which he does not possess himself. We do not believe the good old way can be improved on at least, if it can, we are not acquainted with the method. We well remember the supreme contempt with which we rcgaided the teachings of some of the wisest philosophers who ever lived, when first reading their advice to those entering the race of life, who aspired to succeed, or occupy an honorable position. How commonplace seemed their arguments and recommendations To be assured that to reach the goal, integrity, sobriety, per- sistence, attention to business, regard for truth and honor, a settled determination to make the word as good as the bond, were" indispensable, seemed so ridiculous, so fri- volous, so out of character with the end sought for, which we bad expected to secure by a patented or pyrotechnic method, that we threw them down in disgust and we harre no doubt that thousands of others have- had a similar youtMul expeyience, and labor- ed nnder a similar delusioo. But the old old artory has been repeated, as it will be re- peated to the end of tone. The then esteem- ed dritary platitudes have inaterixlized into the w»dom of the sage,, and proven that the possesaton and exercise of these virtues are as essemtial, nay, more essential now, to achieve a lasting succ«s3- than Jhey were a century ago, because fraud and tinseled shams were not then as rampant,, as danger- ous, as positive or as deceptive factors in the mak«»ap of society a» they are to-day. Napoleon's definition of genius â€" swxess explains it* significance vlien coupled with his well -known aphorism: " Ptovidence generally Savors the heartiest battalions.' The studeat who carries off the honors at Oxford or McGUl more frequeatly owes his triump2 to laborious, unflagging study than a special so-called natural giit,. exem- plifying therSact that there is no rcyal road to learning. 'When the yrfnce o# Wales' sons entered! the British navy, the instruc- tions given to the officer uxder whom they were placed, in effect were :: " Teash them their duty, aud show no favoritism," thus practically recognizing that although bom with silver spaeas in their njouths, they had to learn by aotual experience,. equal% with the humblest seaman, how to splice a rope or box the coiapass. And thus it is. in the ordinary walks of life. Net more sense- less was King Canute's command to the ocean than is ^e too prevalent expectation that a special freak of fortune will "Aridge the chasm batween ignorance and know- ledge, and affosd a loop-hole for a genius (?) to prove his superiority over su'alanary mortals. History repeats itself, aad he is a wise man who cannot learn by thaexperienee of others. As the lighthouse warns the mari- ner of the hidden rock or dangerous, shoal, so the failures @t the past should act as beacons to those who are aausious to avoid the pit holes which constaiktly beset their pathway. Many of the- failures are the resnlfr of mis- directed effoBt. There is^an old though trite saying, "You cannot make a. whistle out of a pig's tail," so a maai: who kas mis- taken his caD^ cannot expect tovsaccess- fuUy compet*with a rival peculiarly adapt- ed by taste aad training for it. Otheis trust to chaace in preferraice to fellowing the beaten Bath. A few years ago we in- quired of one- of the most pnomiuent of Col- orado's minsis, what, in his opinion, had been the ratao of successfnl; to ncn- success- ful mining adventurers, dwjing fifteen years. The reply was that one in e» titoumnd would be a Sberal compaiation. Is it not ratio ' al to. suppose that if tbes* nine thou- sand nine hotndred and ainety^ine failures had turned their- atteation to legitimate business the result woald hare been far different? Some fail because too little at- tention IS paid to d^ails, others because they simply skim the awface and fail to use the subssil plough. Life is a continual straggle from the cra- dle to the grave, and the man who is not prepared to meet with and overcame ob- stacles has no right to expect success. No cross, no crown. While it is certain that everyone who starts in pursuit of wealth or fame will not becooM a Croesas, a Bacoo, or a Wclieter, it is ef]|«ally certain that those who follow the divine injunction "What- ever thy hand findeth to do, do it with all thy might," and are guided by honor and 1»inciple, may rationally expect a certun meed of anccess to attend their effco-ts. on theses, ionn. 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