The Gavelyte, June 1906

THE <;AVELYTE. lightning begged for taming, had not some teacher, in his early days, aroust><l the slumbering genius of his brain. .When thf' lovin~ mother hung the little. basket on her boy's arm ancl brt>athe<l a hope that he would learn his lessr1n and be good, she sent Gambetta on a mission that carved from France's chattel kingdom a glorious republic. In the tran:::piring events of a day often ma~: be seen the all but pulseless clay enter the tem– ple of learning and in its pliant form the master touch begins to mould and shapen, the eyes begin to sparkle with a dawning intelligence, the curvf's around the mouth deepen into lines of lasting character, the whole cou ntenance is lit with a radiance that bespeaks "the inner man's awake," and like the exquisitely ceiseled marble of Pygmalion, that blushed with quickening life when breathed upon by the gods, so the immortal man just ope's his eyes when learning breathes into him the breath of life. Culture and refinement are the antipodes to ignorance and superstition. The former are acquirerl - the lattP.r ara but natural inactivity. Industry is the talisman of success and success is the ultimatum of every life, and life is the most precious gift of God. Inseparate and indissoluble :stands the energy of the brain and the highest achievement of the human family. a: to the effect of an early education on domestic felicity or the .home lift>, if perchance it brings no more bread to the laden table, it makes sweeter _ that which is already there. Maud Mull~r and the judge, who are o'er flowin·g with human nature, needed but the brain extension to apply the philosophy of living to their own 1 ivt>s an<l quiet the restless pulse of dis– content. School lifo is simply a beginning on which all else <lepencls. It is the sp ring the fountain from which must grn~h the stream of a successful life. Strip it of all other virtues save pleasant memories and still it is morf' precious than Golconda's gems or Klondike's yellow gold; when the un is low dowi;i the western sky and the min<l retroverts, to live again the quiet days of yore 'tis thf'n srhool life r.omes like an oasis in Lift>'s Sahara. With the