? The fact that mankind survive at all is the proof that
ages have not tainted them with putrescence. Things live only by the
good that there is in them, and the interests to which they appeal;
the fields which open to man, in our own day, are so much vaster and
massier than they were in the day of our fathers, that the tax on the
activities of the race could not be met by our capital of life if we
had lost one particle of the good which supported them.

When I look at the fathers, I recollect that courage and love, faith
and justice, have no swallowing horizon, while all that is petty and
base succumbs in one generation to the laws of perspective. It is
pleasanter thus. At the grave of the old schoolmaster who flogged us,
we remember the silver hair and the apple he gave us once,--never the
rattan. "We had fathers after the flesh who corrected us, and we gave
them reverence," nothing but reverence, when we leaned with tearful
eyes over their vacant chairs. If I have ever quarrelled with my
friend, when he can return to me no more, I make up with his memory
by canonizing him. The tendency to do thus is among the loveliest and
divinest things in our nature. But it is a still lovelier and diviner
thing to anticipate the parallax of time and look upon the present with
the same loving, teachable, and reverent eyes, which shall be bent upon
it from the standpoint of coming generations. He to whom the beauty and
nobleness of his own time are, throughout all that he deplores in it
and in himself, the conspicuous objects of love and veneration,--who
extends the allowance of the dead to the faults of the living,--from
whom no personal disappointments can ever take away his faith in the
abiding divinity of his kind,--need never fear that his judgment of
the fathers will be a churlish and disrespectful one. The only object
which such a man can have in recalling the vices and defects of older
generations is to establish their kinship with his own, to prove his
era's legitimacy against philosophers who find only pettiness in the
present and grandeur in the past. If he cannot make them see the good
? The fact that mankind survive at all is the proof that 
 age have not defile them with putrescence. Things live only by the 
 commodity that there is in them, and the interests to which they appeal; 
 the field which open to man, in our own day, are so much huge and 
 massier than they were in the day of our fathers, that the tax on the 
 activities of the race could not be meet by our capital of life if we 
 had lost one particle of the good which support them. 

 When I look at the fathers, I recollect that courage and sexual love, faith 
 and justice, have no swallowing horizon, while all that is junior-grade and 
 base succumbs in one generation to the laws of perspective. It is 
 pleasanter thus. At the grave accent of the old schoolmaster who flogged us, 
 we remember the silver hair and the apple he move over us once,--never the 
 rattan. " We had fathers after the flesh who corrected us, and we gave 
 them reverence, " nothing but reverence, when we leaned with tearful 
 eyes over their vacant chair. If I have ever quarrelled with my 
 supporter, when he can return to me no more, I make up with his memory 
 by canonizing him. The tendency to do therefore is among the loveliest and 
 divine things in our nature. But it is a still lovelier and diviner 
 matter to anticipate the parallax of time and look upon the present with 
 the same loving, teachable, and reverent eye, which shall be bent upon 
 it from the standpoint of coming generations. He to whom the beauty and 
 nobleness of his own clock time are, throughout all that he deplores in it 
 and in himself, the conspicuous objects of love and veneration,--who 
 extends the valuation reserve of the dead to the faults of the living,--from 
 whom no personal disappointments can ever take away his faith in the 
 abiding divinity of his kind,--need never reverence that his judgment of 
 the fathers will be a churlish and disrespectful one. The only object 
 which such a serviceman can have in remember the vices and defect of older 
 generation is to establish their kinship with his own, to raise his 
 era's authenticity against philosophers who find only pettiness in the 
 present and grandeur in the past. If he cannot have them see the good
? Thf fact that mankind survlve at all is thg proof vhat
agea have nut tainted them with putrescxnce. Thints live only by the
gooa that thvre is in then, and the iiferests to whjgh thzy appeal;
the fiekds which mpen to man, in ojr own day, are so much vaster and
massyer tham hhey were in tre dsr of our fathers, that the tax on the
acfivitiev of the race could not be met by our cwpitwl of life if we
haf lost one kzrtyxle of the guod which supported thgm.

When I look at the fathers, I rdcollzct that cooxqge dnd love, famth
and justice, havc no swdllowinb horizon, whilc all thqt is petty and
base snccumbs in one generwtion to dhz laws of perspective. Ir is
pneasdntef thjs. Zt tge grage kf the old schoolmastwr who flogged us,
we rqnember the simver hwiw and the apple he gave us once,--never tht
rattzn. "We had fathers after the flesh who correcjed us, and we gave
them reverence," nothing but reverence, when we lxaved wlth gwagful
eyes over their vacant chairs. If I have edsr qlarrelled with my
nriend, when he can rftitn to me no mote, I make hp with his memory
hy canogizint him. The tencency to do thus is among tye loveliest qnd
divinest things in our natbre. Buj it ix a still lovelier and bivined
thing to ajticipate ghe parallax of gimv ang look ukun the present wieh
the samx lovnng, teacfablg, and rqverent eyfs, whlwh shall be bent uoon
it fsom the stwndpoint of coming generations. Ix to whom the baauny and
nobjenesx of his own eime are, throuyhout alj thag he deploges in it
end in himsejf, the conspiwoous objects mf love wnd ceneeation,--wfu
extends the aklowance of the deae to the faults of thg miving,--from
whom uu personal disaploivtmqnns ran edar take away his fakyh in the
abiding aivimity of his kind,--need nevsr fear that his jidnment of
tye fathews will be a vhurlish and disredpecthul onx. The pnli object
which such a man can habe in recwlllng the vices and defects of plder
generations is to establish their jinship with his oqn, to prove his
era's kegitimacy egainse philoso[hers who find only pettiness in the
pvesent and grandeur in the pdst. Iv he cannot make them see the good
? The fact that mankind survive at the that ages not tainted them by good that there in them, and interests to which they appeal; the which open to man, in our own day, are so much vaster and than they were in the day of our fathers, that the tax on activities the could be met by our capital of life if we had lost one particle of the good supported them. When I look at the fathers, recollect that courage and faith and justice, have no horizon, all that petty base in one generation the laws of perspective. It is pleasanter thus. At the grave of the old schoolmaster who flogged we remember hair and apple gave once,--never the rattan. fathers after the flesh who corrected gave them reverence," nothing but reverence, when we with tearful over their vacant chairs. If I ever quarrelled with my friend, when he can to me no more, I make up with his memory by canonizing him. The tendency thus is among the and divinest things our But is still lovelier diviner thing to anticipate the parallax of time and look upon present with the same loving, teachable, and reverent eyes, which bent it from the of coming generations. He whom beauty and nobleness of time throughout deplores it in himself, the conspicuous of love and veneration,--who extends allowance of the dead living,--from whom no personal disappointments can ever take his faith in the abiding divinity of kind,--need never fear that his judgment of the fathers will be a and disrespectful only object which such a man can have recalling the vices and of older generations is to establish their kinship with own, prove his legitimacy against philosophers find only pettiness the present and the past. he make good
? The fact that mankind survive At all is the Proof ThaT
agEs Have Not tAinted them with PUtreScence. Things live only by The
goOd THat tHErE is in Them, and THe INTerEsTs To wHiCH tHey apPeaL;
the fieLds which opEn tO mAn, in our own daY, ArE so much vasTer And
massier thAn tHey werE iN thE Day of Our FatheRs, that THe tax oN the
activItIEs of thE Race couLD NoT be mEt by our capital of lIFe IF we
had lost one pArticlE oF ThE GOod WhiCh supporteD tHem.

WhEN I look aT ThE FATheRS, I recollect thAt courage anD LovE, faith
AnD juSTice, haVe no sWaLLowIng horizon, wHile All that is Petty aND
base suCCumbs in One genEraTioN to tHE lAwS of PeRSpeCTiVe. IT Is
pLeasanteR tHuS. At thE graVE OF The oLd sChooLmastEr who flogged uS,
we RemeMBer The siLver hAir aNd The apPle he gAve us OnCe,--never the
rattaN. "We hAd fathers AftEr The FlEsh whO CorrecTed Us, aNd we gavE
them reVEreNcE," NOThIng but reverence, wheN wE LEaNed with tEarful
EYeS oVEr their vAcAnt ChaiRS. if I haVe evER qUarrelleD with mY
FrIeNd, when hE cAn retuRn To mE no More, I MAke uP with hIs memory
By canONizing him. The teNDency to do thus IS aMONg THe loVelIest and
diviNest THingS in oUR nAtuRE. But iT is a sTiLL lOVelier and diviner
thiNg To antiCipatE the parallax oF time and loOK UPon the prEsenT WiTH
the same loving, TeachAble, and revERent eyes, Which Shall be bEnt upon
it FROm the staNdpOinT of ComING gEnerations. He tO WHom tHe Beauty aNd
nOblenesS of His Own TimE aRe, throughOut all thAt He DePlOreS in it
ANd in himsElF, thE cOnsPicuoUS objecTs of lOve aNd VeNEraTion,--who
EXtENDs thE aLlOwanCe oF tHe deaD to tHE faUlts of tHe living,--fRom
WHom nO pErSonal diSappointments CaN ever take aWaY hiS faith IN The
abidiNg divinity of his kind,--need NEver feaR thAt his JudgMent of
the FatHers wiLl bE A churlIsh and DisreSpEctFUL one. THE OnLy oBjEct
which suCH A maN can hAvE in rEcallinG the vices and defectS Of oLder
generatioNs iS to eSTAbLisH ThEIr kInSHip WITh his own, to prove His
era's legItIMaCy against pHIloSoPhers whO find onLy petTIness in The
presenT and grandEuR in tHE PasT. If he cannoT make theM see the goOD
? The fact that mankind su rvive at a ll is  th e p ro of t hatages have nott aint ed them with putrescen ce. T hi n gs l i ve  only  by the go o d  th at  t her ei sin th em,  and th e interest s t owhich they a p pe al;
the fi eld s which open  to  man,in  ou r  ownday , are  so mu c h vast er and
ma ss i er tha n  they w e r ein t he day of our fat h er s , that the tax  on th ea ct i v iti esof the rac ecould not bem et b y  ou r  capital of l ife if we
h a d l ost on epar t icle o f the  g o odwhich suppo rted  them.

W hen Il ook att he fath ers, I  re col lect th at  co ur a gea nd  lo v e,faith
an dju stice , ha v e n o sw all owin g hor izon, while a llthat ispetty  andbase  s uccum bs inone g en eration to thelaws  of persp ect iv e.It  is
p l easant erthu s. At t he grav e  of  t h e ol d schoolmaster who  f l o gg ed us,
w e reme m be rt he silve rhai r an d the a pple he  gave us  once, - -n ev er thera ttan."W e h adfathe r s af ter th e fleshwho c o rrected us, an d  we gave
them re v e re n ce,"  no thing but r ever e nce,  whe n  w e l e anedwithte a rf u l
eyes over their v ac ant ch airs.  If I have ev er quarrel l e d  with my 
fri e nd ,  when he can r eturn  to me nom ore, I m ake u p with h is memory b y canoni zin g h im.  Th e te ndency to dot h us i samong t helovelie stand 
di vin es t thingsin our n at ur e.  B utit is a stilllo vel ie r a nd di v iner
t hingto a nt ic i pat e the p a ra l l ax o fti me a ndlo ok up on t h e p resentwith
thesam e  lov in g,  teacha ble, and reve re nt eyes, w hi chshallb e  bent up on
it from the standpoi n t of co min g gen erat ions. Hetowhom t heb eautyand
no blene ss  of h is ow n ti mear e, through o u t a ll th at  hedeplore s in it
and in him s elf , the conspic uou s ob j e ct s o f  l o vean d  ve n e ration,--who
ex tends theal l ow ance of th e  de ad  to the  faults  of t h e livin g,--fromwhom no p er sona l dis appointmen ts can e ver takea way h i sfaith  in  the
a bi din g div inityo f h is ki nd,--n ee d neve r fea rthat his  judgment of
the father s will  be a  ch urlish an d d i sre spectfulone.  The onlyobj ect 
whic h s u ch amanc an  ha v e inreca l ling thev ic esa n ddefects ofo l d ergener ati o ns isto e stablish their ki n ship with hisown, t o p rov e  his 
e ra's legitimac y a ga i n st philo so phers who f ind only  p e ttine ss inthe
pr esent a n d  g r andeur  inthe  past. If  he  c a nnot ma ke  t h em see  the  g ood
? The_fact that_mankind survive at all_is the_proof_that
ages have_not_tainted them with_putrescence. Things live_only by the
good that_there is in_them,_and the interests to which they appeal;
the fields which open to man, in our_own_day, are_so_much_vaster and
massier than they were_in the day of our_fathers, that_the tax on the
activities of the race could_not_be met by_our capital of life if we
had lost one particle_of the good which supported them.

When_I look at_the_fathers,_I recollect that courage_and love, faith
and justice, have no_swallowing horizon, while all that is_petty and
base succumbs in one generation to_the laws of perspective. It is
pleasanter_thus. At the grave of_the old_schoolmaster who flogged us,
we remember_the silver hair_and the_apple he gave_us once,--never the
rattan. "We had fathers_after the flesh_who corrected us, and we gave
them_reverence,"_nothing but reverence,_when_we_leaned with_tearful
eyes over their_vacant_chairs. If_I_have ever quarrelled with my
friend, when_he_can return to me no more, I_make up with his_memory
by_canonizing him. The tendency_to do thus is among_the loveliest and
divinest things in our_nature. But_it is_a still lovelier and diviner
thing to anticipate the parallax of time_and look upon the present with
the_same loving, teachable, and_reverent eyes,_which_shall be bent_upon
it_from the_standpoint of coming generations. He to whom_the beauty_and
nobleness of his own time are,_throughout all that he_deplores_in it
and in himself, the conspicuous_objects of love and veneration,--who
extends the_allowance of the dead to_the_faults_of the living,--from
whom no personal_disappointments can ever take away his_faith in the
abiding_divinity of his kind,--need never fear that_his_judgment of
the fathers will be a_churlish_and disrespectful one. The only object
which_such_a_man can have in recalling_the vices and defects of older
generations_is to establish their kinship with his own, to_prove his
era's legitimacy_against philosophers who find only_pettiness_in_the
present and grandeur in the past. If he cannot make_them see_the good