Still The Race Of Hero

My Friends, Let Us Try To Follow The Saviour's Steps; Let Us Remember All Day Long What It Is To Be Men; That It Is To Have Every One Whom We Meet For Our Brother In The Sight Of God; That It Is This, Never To Meet Anyone, However Bad He May Be, For Whom We Cannot Say: "christ Died For That Man, And Christ Cares For Him Still. He Is Precious In God's Eyes, And He Shall Be Precious In Mine Also".

The Men Whom I Have Seen Succeed Best In Life Always Have Been Cheerful And Hopeful Men; Who Went About Their Business With A Smile On Their Faces; And Took The Changes And Chances Of This Mortal Life Like Men; Facing Rough And Smooth Alike As It Came.

[the] Great Fairy Science, Who Is Likely To Be Queen Of All The Fairies For Many A Year To Come, Can Only Do You Good, And Never Do You Harm.

Truth, For Its Own Sake, Had Never Been A Virtue With The Roman Clergy.

All Who Have Travelled Through The Delicious Scenery Of North Devon Must Needs Know The Little White Town Of Bideford, Which Slopes Upwards From Its Broad Tide-river Paved With Yellow Sands, And Many-arched Old Bridge, Where Salmon Wait For Autumn Floods, Toward The Pleasant Upland On The West.