THE PATH AND THE PRIZE

On a sunny day in early spring a student of Christian Science strolled among the foothills that lay near his home. The weather was pleasant, and the whole season seemed to be telling a glad story of renewal. But the student's heart was not light, for he had been unprofitably considering the great distance that lay between his aspirations and his attainments.

Suddenly his attention was attracted by the staccato reports of a motorcycle on a hillside a few hundred yards away, charging up a precipitous incline. Louder the motor roared and higher the cycle went until it seemed as though it might actually gain the top. Then it faltered, halted, and fell over on its side, unable to make the steep grade.

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