ceed. But nothing could daunt this resolute young spirit. At
enormous expense he employed special couriers. Every obstacle put in
his way, and all opposition from the government, only added to his
determination to succeed. Enterprise, push, grit were behind the
"Times," and nothing could stay its progress. Walter was the soul of
the paper, and his personality pervaded every detail. In those days
only three hundred copies of the "Times" could be struck off in an hour
by the best presses, and Walter had duplicate and even triplicate types
set. Then he set his brain to work, and finally the Walter Press,
throwing off 17,000 copies, both sides printed, per hour, was the
result. It was the 29th of November, 1814, that the first steam
printed paper was given to the world. Walter's tenacity of purpose was
remarkable. He shrank from no undertaking, and neglected no detail.

"Mean natures always feel a sort of terror before great natures, and
many a base thought has been unuttered, many a sneaking vote withheld,
through the fear inspired by the rebuking presence of one noble man."
As a rule, pure grit, character, has the right of way. In the presence
of men permeated with grit and sound in character, meanness and
baseness slink out of sight. Mean men are uncomfortable, dishonesty
trembles, hypocrisy is uncertain.

Lincoln, being asked by an anxious visitor what he would do after three
or four years if the rebellion was not subdued, replied: "Oh, there is
no alternative but to keep pegging away."

"It is in me and it shall come out," said Sheridan, when told that he
would never make an orator, as he had failed in his first speech in
Parliament. He became known as one of the foremost orators of his day.

When a boy Henry Clay was very bashful and diffident, and scarcely
dared recite before his class at school, but he determined to become an
orator. So he committed speeches and recited them in the cornfields,
or in the barn with the horse and cows for an audience.

Look at Garrison reading this advertisement in a Southern paper: "Five
thousand dollars will be paid for the head of W. L. Garrison by the
Governor of Georgia." Behold him again; a broadcloth mob is leading
him through the streets of Boston by a rope. He is hurried to jail.
See him return calmly and unflinchingly to his work, beginning at the
point at which he was interrupted. Note this heading in the
"Liberator," the type of which he set himself in