excess, for us to
stay human."
My own recommendation is to cross a few specimens with Poles.
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Lyman Abbott, calm and dry,
With your conscientious eye,
Can it possibly be true
He who made the Poles made you?
In the forest, on the beach,
You have pondered what to preach.
Magic nights of piercing beauty,
You have lectured us on duty.
In your admirable heart
Lives a Yearning to Impart;
In your veins an earnest flood
Of listerine instead of blood.
Lyman, Lyman, do you think
If you gambled, took to drink,
Loved a Countess, lost your soul,
You could _ever_ be a Pole?
Mrs. P's Side of It
_So Prometheus, the Titan, seeing the great need that man had of fire,
risked all and set out for Olympus, and brought thence the flame._
_And warmth, comfort, art and inventions spread over the world._
_But as to Prometheus, he was seized by the gods, in their wrath, and
chained to a rock in the Scythian wilds, by the sea. There no ear
heard his cries. There he raged on alone, year by year, with his
eyelids cut off, while cold-hearted vultures with great beaks like
horns tore his flesh._
It is an interesting thing that Prometheus, who is a hero to us, should
have been regarded so differently his contemporaries. Some thought of
him as merely a sort of social settlement-worker, living among men to
improve them, in a sleek, earnest spirit. Some thought him a common
adventurer. Others a radical.
As a matter of fact, he was really very much like the rest of us.
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The records seem to indicate he was a well-to-do prominent citizen, who
was active in getting the world of his day straightened out. I imagine
him going around town, in the real-estate business, a substantial,
respected man, planning highways and harbor facilities. Then he gets
this idea, about bringing down fire from heaven. At first he dismisses
it. But he thinks about the advantages of fire, and begins to believe he
could get it. He starts talking to others about it. Every one laughs. It
is a little too absurd, you know--this talk about fire from heaven! His
fellow businessmen call him a visionary. He of course resents that. He
defends his plan, and tries to explain why it's perfectly practicable,
but he does it so warmly they begin to lose some of their trust in him.
The word goes around not to elect him to the Chamber of Com
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