Chapter 19 - The Master Mind
"One who never turned his back but marched breast forward,
Never doubted clouds would break,
Never dreamed though right were worsted
Wrong would triumph,
Held we fall to rise, are baffled to fight better,
Sleep to wake."
Among your friends there is one of those men who doesn't have much use for the word "can't." You marvel at his capacity for work. You'll admire him the more the longer you know him.
You'll always respect him.
For he not only has made good, but he always will make good. He has found and appropriated to himself the