There  is  something  doing  with  them  every
hour  in  the  day  and  a  good  share  of  the
night.  They  are  full  of  interest  and  enthu-
siasm, but  the  trouble  is  their  lives  are  as
Amiel  said,  "  a  mass  of  beginnings  and  end-
ings." There  is  a  lack  of  continuity  and  of
direction ;  the  various  elements  have  not  been
brought  under  the  mastery  of  a  clearcut,
definite  purpose.  They  are  "  bound  nowhere
under  full  sail."

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C^e  goimg  jEan'g  affair

Dean  Swift  used  to  tell  this  story  on  himself.
He  had  been  out  of  town  and  was  returning
to  perform  a  marriage  ceremony.  His  train
was  late,  and  when  he  reached  the  station  at
Dublin  it  lacked  only  a  few  minutes  of  the
hour  of  the  wedding.  He  ran  out  and  jumped
into  a  jaunting  car,  calling  out  to  the  cab-
man, "  Drive  like  Jehu !  I  am  late  now  and
have  only  a  few  minutes  to  get  there."  The
man  gave  his  horse  a  cut  and  was  off  down
the  street  in  a  gallop.  The  Dean  held  on  with
both  hands  as  the  little  open  jaunting  car
pitched  about,  and  presently  called  out  to
the  man,  "  Where  are  you  going?  "  "  I  don't
know,  sir,"  was  the  reply ;  "  you  didn't  say
where  I  was  to  go,  but  I'm  driving  like
Jehu."

You  will  find  young  fellows  in  every  city,
with  splendid  capacity,  able  to  move  through
the  streets  of  solid  achievement  at  a  telling
pace,  but  no  definite  word  of  command  has
been  spoken  as  yet  to  their  restless  activity.
