Manners Are The Ornament Of Action.

The Great And Good Do No Die Even In This World. Embalmed In Books, Their Spirits Walk Abroad. The Book Is A Living Voice. It Is An Intellect To Which One Still Listens.

It Is A Grand Old Name, That Of Gentleman, And Has Been Recognized As A Rank And Power In All Stages Of Society. To Possess This Character Is A Dignity Of Itself, Commanding The Instinctive Homage Of Every Generous Mind, And Those Who Will Not Bow To Titular Rank Will Yet Do Homage To The Gentleman. His Qualities Depend Not Upon Fashion Or Manners, But Upon Moral Worth; Not On Personal Possessions, But On Personal Qualities.

It Is Natural To Admire And Revere Really Great Men. They Hallow The Nation To Which They Belong, And Lift Up Not Only All Who Live In Their Time, But Those Who Live After Them. Their Great Example Becomes The Common Heritage Of Their Race; And Their Great Deeds And Great Thoughts Are The Most Glorious Legacies Of Mankind.

Energy Of Will May Be Defined To Be The Very Central Power Of Character In A Man.

No Good Thing Is Ever Lost. Nothing Dies, Not Even Life Which Gives Up One Form Only To Resume Another. No Good Action, No Good Example Dies. It Lives Forever In Our Race. While The Frame Moulders And Disappears, The Deed Leaves An Indelible Stamp, And Molds The Very Thought And Will Of Future Generations.