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sustained 5y the streams from thousand hills, it's deep bed would in single night he bare of its waters, mere unsightly channel, nosome with mud aiid ooze. Great ships would no more be waited upon its bosom, the earth no more be fertilized by it's nourish ing stream. Small am l, lowly and insignif cant; yet have my part to do in the fulfil ment of ends great even beyond my concep- ton, and of high importance to thee, oh man, and thy wonderful race. Little may be that part-trihing may be the evils that would en- sue from failure of mine to do it; but all the merit I claim Is fidelity in it's performance all the ambition l feel is to do 1t well all the desire cherish is to go on steadily in that humble but clear path of duty. For l know that 1t is not so much in the achievement of great things, or filling a large place in the world of being and doing, that merit either of man or streamlet consists, but in laboring well and faithfully in the work that is given -in filling as best we may the place, whether lofty or low, whether narrow or wide, in which we have been allotted our portion among the things that are and that are to be the things to be done and suffered.

 Thus murmured the streamlet-not with out wisdom or melody it went on its way, in the singleness of its purpose and hope, to mingle its clear waters with those of the majestic river.