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"I am whatever you make me, nothing more. 
"I am your beHef in yourself, your dream of what a ])eo- 
ple may become. 
"I Hve a changing hfe, a hfe of moods and jiassions, of 
heartbreaks and tired muscles. 
"But always I am all that you hope to be, and have the 
courage to try for. 
"I am song and fear, struggle and panic, and ennobling 
hope. 
"I am the day's work of the weakest man, and the largest 
dream of the most daring. 
"I am the battle of yesterday, and the mistake of to-mor- 
row. 
"I am the mystery of the men who do without knowing 
why. 
"I am the clutch of an idea, and the reasoned purpose of 
resolution. 
"I am ni) more than what you believe me to be and I am 
all that you believe I can be. 
"1 am what you make me, nothing more. 
"I swing laefore your eyes as a bright gleam of color, a 
s}-mbol of yourself, the pictured suggestion of that big thing 
which makes this nation. My stars and my stripes are your 
dream and your labors. They are bright with cheer, brilliant 
with courage, firm with faith, because you have made them so 
out of your heart.s. For you are the makers of the flag and 
it is well that }'OU glory in the making." — Selected. 
From Caidciicrs' Chronicle of America, September, 1914. 
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