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the things that are worth while and cling to them is highest duty and 

 brings largest pleasure. Progress is largely a question of putting be- 

 hind. There is nothing more tyrannical than precedent. It has mur- 

 dered more progress than ignorance ever did. It is the man who does 

 not remember — or more properly speaking, the man who Imows how to 

 forget what he remembers who pushes forward the world's work. 

 Through all the thought on the Road to Tomorrow may well run the 

 inspiration of an ideal the power of an idea, the appeal to a higher 

 spiritual service. 



In the early days of hypnotism a frail, delicate girl, with arm ex- 

 tended, was inspired by the hypnotist with the idea that her extended 

 arm could bear great burden. Upon the arm was piled weight upon 

 weight, weight upon weight, and the girl flinched not at the burden 

 thus imposed. Finally the arm, still rigid with the inspiration of the 

 idea, bended not, was torn from the sockets by the tremendous weight. 

 The new education on the Road to Tomorrow will give skill to bear the 

 world's burdens and will inspire the burden bearer with the higher 

 suggestion of culture unto service. Thus no burden will be too heavy 

 to be borne, for skill will give strength for every need, and if any bend 

 or break beneath the burden their life imposes, they will yet be able to 

 stand erect of soul, independent of mind, happy of heart, through the 

 power of a great idea — the idea that skill and strength and culture are 

 added unto men for unselfish service. 



"In the fell clutch of circumstance 



I have not winced nor cried aloud 

 Under the blud?eonings of chance, 



My head is bloody, but unbowed." 



The Road to Tomorrow is not a blind alley or a crossed main line. 

 It leads somewhere. It leads to this day's duties and their fulfillment. 

 "We have it in our power. It leads to the Tomorrow. It makes that 

 Tomorrow what it will. Looking through the day's glories and the 

 day's gloom along the road just yonder ahead, I see the outcome of the 

 toils of the hour, the lot of the toilers by the roadside. If I study the 

 conditions of Today, I can see Tomorrow. 



ONLY A DAIRYMAN. 



(Hon. W. W. Marple, Muncie, Ind.) 



Eugene Field, the very distinguished and ever-to-be-remembered 

 American poet and humorist, whose production of "Little Boy Blue'' 

 made him famous and gave him a place in the hearts of the people of 

 two continents and will perpetuate his memory throughout all time. 



