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By Samuel Gardiner Ay-res
Illustrated by R. Tandler
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Yoa witl'datride the storm and come to your desired haven at last.
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HERE are some lives like a iToat adrift
at sea, without rudder, without anchor,
without sails or oars, driven by the wind
and tossed. An east wind, drives the
frail bark west, and a west wind east,
and sometimes there is no motion perceptible as she
lies in the midst of a great stretch of calm. Then the
great storm comes and the little bark is unable to ride
the billows and fills and sinks to a watery grave
fathoms below, or else is driven upon a rocky coast
Jo be dashed to pieces and its fragments scattered by
ftit waves far and wide.
r My good friend, you realize as you read that
your life Js something like the boat. You have drift-
ed without thought or care for a long time. Find a
definite purpose and make it yours, and it will be-
come rudder to the boat, oars for your use, sails t6j
enable you to scud before the breeze and an anchor j
to windward when the great storm comes. With the!
Great Pilot of us all at the helm, then you will out-
ride the storm and come to your desired haven at last.
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Begin your search at once. Be the best man In
your shop, your store, your trade, and even so small
an ambition as that will help you. When your ambi
tion begins to work, -greater things will; dawn upon
you. You will be able to see past the headlands aii4
you will be no longer without anchor. ;