THE MOTE IN YOUR EYE

There was once a boy who was a hero-worshipper, just as you and I. He tried to live up to the example of a senior in this university who was a fine young man of excellent habits, a hustler and a star in everything that he undertook.

The youngster admired the older student and tried to follow the example which was afforded. The two became well acquainted. The older boy took a great interest in the youngster and helped in a number of ways.

Finally it happened that the youngster discovered one small flaw in his hero. He could not reconcile the trifling defect with the many fine points of character which the other exhibited at all times, and he lost his admiration. He had expected such great things from his hero that the disappointment was severe. He decided that all his admiration had been misplaced. Was he right? We do not think so.

Do not lose faith in another until you must. Do not let the one flaw, the one scratch on the beautiful statue, stand out so prominently in your mind that the beauty of the whole is lost. Appreciate the good in every one and make al

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lowances for the things that are not good. Judge not too critically. Take him back as your hero, boy friend. He is worthy. A scratch is a defect, but if you see the beauty of the entire character of your friend, you will overlook the scratch. The scratch will not remain, either, if we have judged your hero correctly.

THE VISION OF NIVLEM

From the brow of a hill that is called Universityville we look backward over a curved path that has woven through thickets filled with underbrush, through glens and dingles, in shadows and through open spaces that are bright with sunshine. We see where we will never travel again, for the way is onward toward the distant east and we have come from a land that grows hazy with the following dimness of the continual setting of the sun westward.

We see

We see places where the path forked. attractive byways that might have been followed into rose-bowers that are now seen in their true disgusting semblance of beauty. We cannot see the rough places as we did when we traveled along that way. Only the bright spots remain clearly outlined in memory's vision. It is with regret, however passing, that we turn to look forward.

Soon we will be traveling away from the brow of this hill where we now stand. Soon we will be treading the rocky path that leads o'er successive hills and valleys, through dark ravines, along the edges of precipices, overlooking

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chasms deep as dungeons in the earth. A few more weeks and Universityville Hill will be stored away in the files of memory, seen only in the lapses of toil and strife, when idleness permits a backward glance such as we now take.

Some day we will reach the summit of another hill, another, and then others, until at last we will hear the chimes of time playing, and we will rest from our journey. But ere we go ahead, glance with us again at the scene behind. It is good to behold. Yonder is the home where we used to play as children. Perhaps there is a little red schoolhouse hidden by the branches of sumac trees at a cross-roads. Perhaps the school is in a bustling city, surrounded by lawns and trees, brick pavements and a tiny schoolyard where recesses were spent. Enough. We have a glance, and that must suffice. Look forward and thankful be that there is a forward and that the road leads on.

HOW ARE YOU EDUCATED?

A professor in the University of Chicago recently told his students he should consider them educated in the best sense of the word when they could say yes to every one of the questions that he should put to them. The following were the questions that he desired them to be able to answer in the affirmative:

"Has education given you sympathy with all the good causes and made you espouse them?

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Has it made you public-spirited?

"Has it made you a brother to the weak?

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Have you learned how to make friends and keep them?

"Do you know what it is to be a friend yourself? Can you look an honest man or a pure woman in the eye?

"Do you see anything to love in a little child? "Will a lonely dog follow you in the street? "Can you be high-minded and happy in the meanest drudgeries of life?

"Do you think washing dishes and hoeing corn just as compatible with high thinking as piano playing or golf?

"Are you good for anything yourself?