The Measure of a Man

The goddess Calamity is delicate ...her feet are tender. Her feet are soft, for she treads not upon the ground, she makes her path upon the hearts of men.--PINDAR.

Yet high above the limits of our seeing, And folded far within the inmost heart, And deep below the deeps of conscious being, Thy splendor shineth! There O God! Thou art.

It was just at the edge of the dark when John left his mother. He had perhaps been strengthened by her counsel, but he had not been comforted. In Hatton market-place he saw a la...

Love is the only link that binds us to those gone; the only link that binds us to those who remain. Surely it _is_ the spiritual world--the abiding kingdom of heaven, not far fr...

Of course Harry would have felt it intolerable to come home just like his neighbors. So he returned to the Hatton district as if he had condescended to accept some pressing invi...

The thing that John feared, had happened to him, no miracle had prevented it, and that day he must shut the great gates of Hatton factory. He could hardly realize the fact. He k...

This afternoon the brothers looked at each other with great love, but there was in it a sense of wariness; and Harry was inclined to bluff what he knew his brother would regard...

After John had recovered from the shock which the knowledge of Lugur's interference in the financial affairs of his brother had given him, he drew closer to his sister and took...

It was a chill, misty evening in the last days of September, and John Hatton was sitting by the fire in the great central hall. He was thinking of many things, but through all o...

Slowly, steadily, to and fro, Swings our life in its weary way; Now at its ebb, and now at its flow, And the evening and morning make up the day.

Life is a great school and its lessons go on continually. Now and then perhaps we have a vacation--a period in which all appears to be at rest--but in this very placidity there...

I saw a man of God coming over the narrow zigzag path that led across a Shetland peat moss. Swiftly and surely he stepped. Bottomless bogs of black peat-water were on each side...

John had been thinking about building his own home for some time and he resolved to begin it at once. Yet this ancient Hatton Hall, with its large, low rooms, its latticed windo...