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without name. What a proof of what we can do for each other?

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COURAGE IN LIFE

This poem has been printed as anonymous and it has also been attributed to Edmund Vance Cook:

Did you tackle the trouble that came your way With a resolute heart and cheerful Or hide your face from the light of day With a craven heart, and fearful? Oh, a trouble's a ton or a trouble's an ounce, Or a trouble is what you make it; And it isn't the fact that you're hurt that counts, But only how did you take it.

You're beaten to earth. Well, well, what's that? Come up with a smiling face. It's nothing against you to fall down flat, But to lie there—that's disgrace. The harder you're thrown, why, the higher you bounce; Be proud of your blackened eye. It isn't the fact that you're licked that counts, It's how did you fight, and why.

And tho you be done to death, what then? If you battled the best you could; If you played your part in the world of men, Why, the critic will call it good. Death comes with a crawl or comes with a pounce, And whether he's slow or spry, It isn't the fact that you're dead that counts, But only how did you die.

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COURAGE, MORAL

Mrs. George E. Pickett, wife of General Pickett, who led the fatal charge the last day at Gettysburg against the Union forces, writes of the tender memories she had of Grant. She called upon him with her husband while he was President. Grant knew that his old comrade of West Point had been made a poor man by the war, and he offered him the marshalship of Virginia. While sorely needing help, he appreciated the heavy draft made upon the President by office-seekers, and said: "You can't afford to do this for me now, and I can't afford to take it"; but Grant instantly replied with firmness, "I can afford to do anything I please that is right."—Col. , "Grant, the Man of Mystery."

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COURAGE OF HOPE

These lines from an unidentified source point a New Year's lesson:

As a dead year is clasped in a dead December, So let your dead sins with your dead days lie. A new life is yours and a new hope. Remember We build our own ladders to climb to the sky.

Stand out in the sunlight of promise, forgetting Whatever the past held of sorrow or wrong. We waste half our strength in a useless regretting; We sit by old tombs in the dark too long.

Have you missed in your aim? Well, the mark is still shining. Did you faint in the race? Well, take breath for the next. Did the clouds drive you back? But see yonder their lining. Were you tempted and fell? Let it serve as a text.

It is never too late to begin rebuilding Tho all into ruins your life has been hurled, For see how the light of the New Year is gilding The wan, worn face of the bruised old world. (Text.)

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COURAGE OF UTTERANCE

James Oppenheim, in a poem, "The Cry of Men," writes this verse inciting to boldness in uttering our truth:

Then put off the coward—live with the Vision! Let me go to my work in the morning With fire of God, let me strike in the open, let me cry, cry aloud the age dawning— Let my life be real—faith in my heart! My eternity hangs on this day— God in me dies or leaps godward as I thunder my yea or my nay!

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