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have gathered its harvests, I have waited upon its seasons, 

 and always have I reaped what I have sown. While I delved 

 I did not lose sight of the sky overhead. While I gathered its 

 bread and meat for my body, I did not neglect to gather its 

 bread and meat for my soul. I have climbed its mountains, 

 roamed its forests, sailed its waters, crossed its deserts, felt 

 the sting of its frosts, the oppression of its heats, the drench 

 of its rains, the fury of its winds, and always have beauty 

 and joy waited upon my goings and comings. . . . 



''I am a creature of the day; I belong to the open, cheer- 

 ful, optimistic day. . . . 



''In every man's life we may read some lesson. What 

 may be read in mine? If I myself see correctly, it is this : 

 that one may have a happy and not altogether useless 

 life on cheap and easy terms; that the essential things are 

 always near at hand; that one's own door opens upon the 

 wealth of heaven and earth; and that all things are ready to 

 serve and cheer one. Life is a struggle, but not a warfare, 

 it is a day's labor, but labor on God's earth, under the sun and 

 stars with other laborers, where we maj^ think and sing and 

 rejoice as we work." 



The Summit of the Years. 



Lesirning without thought is labor lost; thought without 

 learning is perilous. 



Confucius. 



