In Chicago recently the ladies of one of the great churches invited a Hindoo pundit passing through their city to deliver a lecture "for the benefit of the church.
Admiral Dewey
has a loving cup, presented by an admiring western city, which is large enough to hold a great deal of love, but a figure of Fame is perched on the rim in such a manner that it rebuffs every one who tries to drink out of the cup.
However perplexed you may at any hour become about some question of truth, one refuge and resource is always at hand: you can do something for some one besides yourself.
Following Secretary Long, President McKinley arose, and taking in his hand the magnificent sword, presented it to the admiral in the name of the American people.
To some of us there is only one thing more disagreeable than a dreary pessimism; and that is a fallacious optimism, —an optimism which because it wears a shoe imagines that the earth is carpeted with leather, which puts the telescope to its blind eye when it is aware of any hostile fact on the horizon, which fortifies itself by reading only such papers and attending to only such facts as it knows will confirm it in the opinion which it chooses to maintain.
