But Tyndall did not give up. He rose every morning LITTLE 

 at six, took his cold bath, dressed and ran up hill half JOURNEYS 

 a mile and back. He breakfasted with the family, that 

 he might talk German. Then he dived into differential 

 calculus and philosophical abstrusities. 

 He was not sent to college he went. And he made 

 college give up all it had. On the wall of his room, as 

 a sort of ornamental frieze in charcoal, he wrote this 

 from Emerson, "High knowledge and great strength 

 are within the reach of every man who unflinchingly 

 enacts his best." 



Down in the town was a bronze bust of a man who 

 wrote for it the following inscription, " This is the face 

 of a man who has struggled energetically." 

 One might almost imagine that Hawthorne had re- 

 ceived from Tyndall the hint which evolved itself into 

 that fine story, "The Great Stone Face." 

 The bust just mentioned, attracted Tyndall for another 

 reason: Carlyle had written of the man it symboled, 

 "Reader, to thee, thyself, even now, he has one coun- 

 sel to give, the secret of his whole poetic alchemy. 

 Think of living ! Thy life, were thou the pitifullest of 

 all the sons of earth, is no idle dream, but a solemn 

 reality. It is thy own; it is all thou hast with which to 

 front eternity. Work, then, even as he has done, like 

 a star, unhasting and unresting." 



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