"Tarry a while," says Slow.--Mother Goose.
Our generation is formed largely of men who went to war
and experienced the trials and the combats of one of the greatest
commotions of all history. Upon those men was imposed the glorious rod
of discipline. "Thus far and no farther!" is written upon their broad
foreheads as plainly as the God of the great sea marks it on the rocks
with which he has hemmed the shores, and I would not wonder if the vast
prosperity of the present day were largely attributable to that stern
fondness with which the true man passes into the action of daily life,
and obeys orders under fire. Young man, carve yourself down to that
rugged line that will make you a fitting part of the structure in which
you are an element.