Enthusiasm wears itself out; imagination grows calmer; but the heart never grows old; like the eagle, it plumes itself with new wings in its old age.

FRAGMENT If I think of the -world, I get the impress of the world.

If I think of the trials and sorrows, I get the impress of my sorrow.

If I think of ray failures, I get the impress of my failures.

If I think of christ, I get the impress of Christ.