ty is to make erring men unerring and slow minds swift. Then,
indeed, comes the better day--pray God it be not far off--when strength
uses its wealth as the net of the sacred fisher to gather souls of men
out of the deep.

In overplus of strength we have the measure of a man's greatness.
Soul-power is resource for finding and feeding the hidden springs of
life and thought in others. Not all have the same capacity. The Lord
of the vineyard still sends into the white fields ten-talent men,
two-talent men and one-talent men. Each hath his own task, and each
must grasp the handle of his own being. Genius is widely distributed.
Not many Platos--only one, and then a thousand lesser minds look up to
him and learn to think. Not many Dantes--one, and a thousand poets
tune their lyres to his and catch its notes. Not many Raphaels--one,
and a thousand aspiring artists look up to him and are lifted by the
look. Not many royal hearts--great magazines of kindness. Few are
great in heart-power, effulging all sweet and generous qualities.
Happy the community blessed with, a few great hearts and a few great
minds. One such will civilize a whole community.

Classic literature charmed our childhood with the story of an Arabian
sheik. He dwelt in an oasis near the edge of the desert. Wealth was
his, with flocks and herds and wedges of gold. One night sleep forsook
his couch. Yet the gurgle of falling water was in his ear. The odors
of the vineyard were in his nostril; and to-morrow his servants would
begin to gather the abundant harvest. Ten miles away ran the track of
the caravan where his herdsmen had found a traveler dead from the
fierce heat of the desert. Yonder the desert and a dying traveler;
here an oasis with living water. Then the sheik arose; he bade his
servants fill two leathern water-bottles and bring a basket full of
figs and grapes. The next day a caravan came to a booth protecting two
water-bottles sunk in the sand. Beside them were bunches of fruit. On
a roll were these words: "While God gives me life each day shall a man
be--as springs of water in a desert place." This beautiful story
interprets for us the ministry of the higher manhood, as the great
heart becomes the shadow of a great rock in a weary land.

This law of human helpfulness asks each man to carry himself so as to
bless and not blight men, to make and not mar them. Besides the great
ends of attaining character here and immortality he