ogist in his
laboratory will place an egg under a glass cylinder in an atmosphere of
98 degrees. Four hours pass and suddenly the scientist perceives an
atom in the heart of that egg give a quick lashing movement. Another
moment witnesses two quick throbs. Growth has begun and in four
months' time the young eagle with firm strokes will lift itself into
the soft air. From the chamber of life and the chamber of death God
hath never drawn the curtains. The chamber of growth is another most
holy place in which God alone doth stand.

Deeply impressed by the fact of growth, scientists have also marveled
at the principle that controls the harvest. Rocks enlarge by
accretion, but from what a rock is at the beginning, the geologists
cannot tell what will be the shape of that rock when all deposits are
finally made. As to growth in seed and shrub, like produces like. He
who sows wheat reaps wheat, not tares. He who plants a grape receives
a purple cluster, not a bunch of thorns or thistles. He who sows honor
shall reap confidence. He who sows frankness shall reap openness. No
Peabody sowing industry and thrift reaps the harvest of indolence and
idleness. Theodore Parker, loving knowledge and for it denying himself
sleep and exercise, reaped wisdom, and also wan and hollow cheeks,
while the iron frame and ruddy cheek are for the child of the woods who
loves exercise in the open air. He who aspires to leadership and would
have the multitude cheer his name, he who longs for the day when his
appearance upon the street shall mean an ovation from the people, must
make himself the people's slave, defy all demagogues, brave the fury of
party strife, oft be execrated by politicians and sometimes be hated by
the multitude. Having sown self-sacrifice and love, he shall reap fame
and adulation. For nature's law is universal and inexorable--like
produces like. The sheaf is simply the seed enlarged and multiplied.
The sowing contains the germ of all the harvests to be reaped.

The new biography of Benedict Arnold tells us of the despair of the
traitor's final days, the remorse that gnawed his heart, the agony that
filled his life. Yet no arbitrary degree was imposed upon Arnold. He
plotted the surrender of the interests committed to him as a general,
planned the stratagem that ended in the capture and execution of Andre,
and received $30,000 in gold for his treachery. Having gone over to
the enemy, he placed himself at the