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before high heaven as make angels weep, are men void of Sympathy and Knowledge trying to cultivate Poise. Their science is a mere matter of what to do with arms and legs at Poise is a question of spirit controlling flesh, heart controlling attitude. Get Knowledge by coming close to Nature. That man is the greatest who best serves his kind. Sympathy and Knowledge are for use —you acquire that you may give out; you accumulate that you may bestow. And as God has given unto you the sublime blessings of Sympathy and Knowledge, there will come to you the wish to reveal your gratitude by giving them out again; for the wise man is aware that we retain spiritual qualities only as we give them away. Let your light shine. To him that hath shall be given. The exercise of wisdom brings wisdom; and at the last the infinitesimal quantity of man's knowledge, compared with the Infinite, and the smallness of man's Sympathy when compared with the source from which ours is absorbed, will evolve an abnegation and a humility that will lend a perfect Poise. The Gentleman is a man with perfect Sympathy, Knowledge, and Poise.
10 woman is worthy to be
a wife who on the day of her marriage is not lost absolutely and entirely in an atmosphere of love and perfect trust; the supreme sacredness of the relation is the only thing which,
at the time, should possess her soul. Is she a bawd that she should bargain?
g Women should not "obey” men any more than men should obey women. There are six requisites in every happy marriage; the first is Faith, and the remaining five are Confidence. Nothing so compliments a man as for a woman to believe in him-nothing so pleases a woman as for a man to place confidence in her. Obey? God help me! Yes, if I loved a woman, my whole heart's desire would be to obey her slightest wish. And how could I love her unless I had perfect confidence that she would only aspire to what was beautiful, true and right? And to enable her to realize this ideal, her wish would be to me a sacred command; and her attitude of mind toward me I know would be the same. And the only rivalry between us
would be as to who could love the most; and the desire to obey would be the one controlling impulse of our lives. We gain freedom by giving it, and he who bestows faith gets it back with interest. To bargain and stipulate in love is to lose. The woman who stops the marriage ceremony and requests the minister to omit the word “obey,” is sowing the first seed of doubt and distrust that later may come to fruition in the divorce court. The haggling and bickerings of settlements and dowries that usually precede the marriage of "blood” and “dollars” are the unheeded warnings that misery, heartache, suffering, and disgrace await the principals. Perfect faith implies perfect love; and perfect love casteth out fear. It is always the fear of imposition, and a lurking intent to rule, that causes the woman to haggle over a word—it is absence of love, a limitation, an incapacity. The price of a perfect love is an absolute and complete surrender. Keep back part of the price and yours will be the fate of Ananias and Sapphira. Your doom is swift and sure. To win all we must give all.
Giving Something for Nothing
nothing tends to make the
he is dissatisfied with the whole world—and with you. A man's quarrel with the world is only a quarrel with himself as But so strong is this inclination to lay blame elsewhere and take credit to ourselves, that when we are unhappy we say it is the fault of this woman or that man as Especially do women attribute their misery to That Man. And often the trouble is he has given her too much for nothing. This truth is a reversible, back-action one, well lubricated by use, working both ways—as the case may be. Nobody but a beggar has really definite ideas concerning his rights. People who give much —who love much-do not haggle. That form of affection which drives sharp
bargains and makes demands, gets a check on the bank in which there is no balance. There is nothing so costly as something you get for nothing. My friend Tom Lowry, Magnate in Ordinary, of Minneapolis and the east side of Wall Street, has recently had a little experience that proves my point. A sturdy beggar-man, a specimen of decayed gentility, once called on Tammas with a hard-luck story and a Family Bible, and asked for a small loan on the Good Book. To be compelled to soak the Family Bible would surely melt the heart of gneiss! Tom was melted. Tom made the loan but refused the collateral. stating he had no use for it. Which was God's truth for once. In a few weeks the man came back, and tried to tell Tom his hard-luck story concerning the Cold Ingratitude of a Cruel World. Tom said, “Spare me the slow music and the recital-I have troubles of my own. I need mirth and good cheer-take this dollar, and peace be with you." “Peace be multiplied unto thee," said the