journey towards it, casts the shadow of our burden behind us. Dr.
Johnson has well and truly said that the flights of the human mind are
not from enjoyment to enjoyment, but from hope to hope. It is a strange
frailty of human nature that we part more willingly with what we really
possess than with our expectations of what we wish for. The man who
curbs this tendency is known as a man of wisdom. What a beautiful poem
is

CAMPBELL'S "PLEASURES OF HOPE!"

How the changes ring upon the beauties of "Hope, the charmer," until, at
last, we see her smiling at the general conflagration, we see her
lighting her torch at nature's funeral pile! And yet what an ingenious
device was that of the ancient, who, knowing the powerful allurements of
Hope, put on the front of the magic shield "Be bold! Be bold!" and on
the other side "Be not too bold!" There is a development of hope known
as audacity. A touch of audacity is generally considered necessary to
get along in the world. Be careful that your audacity is never called
"cheek." When you have rights to retrieve, you cannot be too audacious;
when you expect something for nothing, and demand instead of appealing,
you are "cheeky." It does not pay in the long run. It is the sign and
seal of a greedy nature.

WHEN POOR FRANCE

trembled in the nightmare of the Revolution, and the Kings of Europe had
agreed to conquer and dismember her, there arose a dark-faced man in the
tribune of the French Congress. He was a man of terrible personal power
and magnetism. Hope must have cradled him in his babyhood. He hurled a
defiance at Europe that fairly shook France to a delirium of patriotism,
and as he was drawing to a close he thundered; "What needs France to
vanquish her enemies, to terrify them? Naught but audacity!--still more
audacity!--always! audacity!" Fourteen republican armies sprang forth
full armed, as though Danton's words had been the fabulous dragon's
teeth sown ages before in the bright fields of mythology.

FRANCE WAS RIGHT,

therefore God inspired her. Be sure, when your flights are bold, that
you have the right. "Thrice armed is he who hath his quarrel just." Hope
has been defamed more than any other of the joys of life, just as the
most charitable become the target of the greater portion of the
malignity of fault-finding fellow-creatures. Treat Hope fairly, my young
friend, and she will never desert you, neither will she poison your
expectations, as did the hags who