discovered that the law of life is love I tried mightily to feel love for all people and things. I succeeded beautifully with the heathen over in China. But I couldn't apply it to the vegetable Chinaman and the junk man. I could feel an ocean of love for sinners I never saw, but when Mrs. Blank told Mrs. Talker, (and she told me) that she did wish I would select my hats in better taste, I found it impossible to feel any love for Mrs. Blank.

I could walk along the street and feel a real thrill of loving pity for every little homeless cur, but when one trotted with four muddy paws up my newly scrubbed front steps I felt a lot more like clubbing him than loving him. And I couldn't fool myself into thinking I wanted to club him because I loved him --- as I have heard of parents doing with their children.

I could go about some kinds of housework in a perfect transfiguration of love but when I had to clean lamps or the cook stove after the jelly boiled over, I dropped from the seventh heaven with a thud.

Oh, dear, what was I to do?

I gave up trying to feel love and went to thinking love. I said, "I CHOOSE to love, whether I feel like it or not. I WILL send out love to everything and everybody, no matter how I feel. I WILL to love." In this way I "treated" myself for love every time I was reminded of it. I thought it silently. I said it aloud in the privacy of my own room. I went up into the attic and stamped my foot and clenched my fist and hollered it!

And I succeeded.

Let me whisper something to you: That is the only way to succeed in anything. Of course the virtue is not