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"Great man! the nations gazed, and wondered much
And praised; and many called his evil good.
Wits wrote in favour of his wickedness;
And kings to do him honour took delight.
Thus full of titles, flattery, honour, fame;
Beyond desire, beyond ambition full,
He died. He died of what?

Of wretchedness.

Drank every cup of joy, heard every trump

Of fame; drank early, deeply drank; drank draughts
That common millions might have quenched-then died
Of thirst, because there were no more to drink.”

But having found the pivotal character-the great soul-the master man, the master mind, the master spirit, let us see if we can discover the secret of his power. When Emerson, who was a great writer but a poor orator, used to sit and listen to the rare eloquence of Wendell Phillips he would exclaim, "Oh, that I knew the secret of his eloquence!" So we would know the secret of personality and the source of power in the leadership of the world.

The grandest quality in man is genius. It is the touch of the supernatural. It is that which the greatest American philosopher called "over soul." The physical exists for the mental. The mental exists for the moral. The moral exists for the spiritual. The spiritual exists for the soul and the soul is the source of all the fires of genius and all the inspirations of the Almighty. Remember the words of Victor Hugo: "What is grander than the everlasting hills?—A storm at sea! What is grander than a storm at sea?-The starry night! And what is grander than the starry night?—The soul of man!"

Every man has seven bodies. (1) A body of

nerves centring in the face. (2) A body of muscles centring in the hand. (3) A body of bones centring in the skull. (4) A body of blood centring in the heart. (5) A body of living marrow centring in the brain. (6) A body of thought centring in the mind. (7) A body of spirit centring in the soul. The spiritual overmatches the physical. That which is unseen is greater than that which is seen.

Back of the sword is the hand-back of the hand is the arm-back of the arm is the man-back of the man is the mind-back of the mind is the soul-and back of the soul is a divine substance the fabric of the unseen, the warp and woof of the eternal.

"Go not, my soul, in search of Him,

But to thyself repair.

Wait thou within the shadow dim,

And thou shalt find Him there."

Where did Savonarola get his eloquence? Where did Cromwell get his courage? Where did Shakespeare get his poetry? Where did Mozart get his music? Where did Michael Angelo get his genius? Where did Isaiah get his vocabulary? Where did Columbus get his daring? Where did Luther get his audacity? Shakespeare, among all these, finds the answer, "Mount, mount, my soul; thy seat is up on high!"

Oliver Wendell Holmes has divided humanity into three classes. First, one story men, who deal with facts and events-scholars. Second, two story men, who deal with thoughts, theories and ideas-philosophers. Third, three story men, who live in the

realm of splendid dreams and glorious visions— prophets. The man of genius lives in the top story of his nature. He belongs in the third class.

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Or, if we may use an analysis of our own, humanity may be divided into four classes. First, the man who can see-the intelligent man. who can't see-the stupid man. who won't see the prejudiced man. orator said, "You can never reason out of a man's mind what reason never put in it.") Fourth, the man who can see through. The man of genius is to be found in the fourth class. He is blessed with a peculiar kind of sight-you may call it hindsight, foresight or insight. But the man of genius has one outstanding gift. He can see! He can see through! He can grasp! He can comprehend! Other men must reason, cogitate and review, but the man of genius acts as if by a divine instinct. The pathway of his reasoning process may seem long, but it ends with a world revealing lightning flash.

And yet again humanity may be divided into six classes of travellers on one of our great railroad systems. First, the folks who travel on the freight train -stupid people. Second, the folks who travel on the accommodation train-slow people. Third, the folks who travel on the regular train-average people. Fourth, the folks who travel on the excursion train -giddy people. Fifth, the folks who travel on the express train-talented people. Sixth, and last, the friends who travel on the special train-men and women of genius. They tell me that all trains make

way for the special train. The child of genius belongs in a class all by himself. He is granted special privileges. That which would offend in others is a virtue in him. All humanity grants him the right of

way.

The man of genius is the universal soul. We make way for him. We yield to him. We respond to him. We honour him. We worship him. You remember the sign of "The Six Alls" which hung on the outside of an old English inn. On it there were portrayed six representative characters with an appropriate inscription under each-as follows: The King: "I Rule All." The Priest: "I Pray For All." The Soldier: "I Fight For All." The Lawyer: "I Plead For All." The Doctor: "I Cure All"—and finally-The Working-man: "I Pay For All." If I had been painting that sign of "The Six Alls" I would have added just one more representative character and for this character I would have selected the splendid profile and noble physiognomy of William Shakespeare, under whose features I would have written the words "I Live For All." The man of genius is the universal man. But perhaps the sign of "The Six Alls" was invented before William Shakespeare was born.

But who is this man of genius? Where can he be found? By what door hath he entered into life? What is the symbol of his power and the sign of his greatness?—I began a pilgrimage of discovery. I entered upon a task of investigation. I read a thousand biographies of famous men that I might find

the great soul whether carved in granite of masculine strength or robed in the garments of feminine beauty. And at last I have found him:-The man of genius is the ordinary man magnified. Every great man can give you an explanation of his success in a few plain and simple sentences. Grant said: "Whether I was defeated or victorious, after every battle I retired to my tent and asked myself one of two questions. If victorious I asked myself, 'How did you win?' If defeated, I asked myself the question, 'Why were you unsuccessful?'—thus I gained lessons of value from every battle, successful or unsuccessful, which strengthened me for future events." The man of genius may be known by seven unfailing traits of character.

First, the man of genius is known by his ability to think. Intensity of thought belongs to him. He breathes an atmosphere of sincerity and goes right to the root of things. The evangelist who advised the Northfield students to "crucify" their reasoning faculties was not engaged in the divinest occupation. Ingersoll was right when he said: "The man who can't think is an idiot, the man who won't think is a fool, and the man who dare not think is a slave." Protestantism stands for the right of reason in the realm of religion. The man who thinks is God's best friend and the devil's worst enemy. The difference between the "stupid" man and "the original thinker" is that one man thinks and the other does not. The man of genius dares to think. The man of thought is the brain of the community.

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