OF THE AMERICAN REVOLUTION Seasons come and go with unvarying regularity, filled with work for human hands and hearts. Never a day passes without some fulfillment of this work by which the world is benefited. Enrichment is it for any life to be able to visualize the part of the world's work lying directly at the door of such a life. Double enrichment when the work is acknowledged, picked up and done. A willing soul meets the Lord half way in this matter of picking up work for the world's betterment. Such willingness presupposes long areas of the past, getting ready to meet the Lord half way. No one is immediately prepared for such glorious co-operation; Frances Ridley Havergal's prayer is good to re- member : ' ' Prepare me, oh God, for what Thou are preparing for me." As well try to leap into a swirling current, without the swim- mer 's preparatory regimen of daily training. Who dares the test of any trial without first battling with the elements that threaten. Each soul that comes out unscathed from the strain of circumstance, of environment, of all the baffling antagonisms of life that surround every human being from the cradle to the grave, does so by virtue of his or her equipment by long and pa- tient training. He meets his or her duties by the way; simply accepts them and passes on to higher work. Such is a rare soul. When I first met Mrs. Adlai E. Stevenson so many years ago, I classified her at once as one of these rare souls. Long acquain- tance only increased my belief that she had merited such classifi-