On the appointed day the sun rose without a cloud, and the Indians shook their heads, beginning to show signs of open hostility as the hours pa.s.sed without a shadow on the face of the sun. But at length a dark spot was seen on one margin; and, as it became larger, the natives grew frantic and fell prostrate before Columbus to entreat for help.
He retired to his tent, promising to save them, if possible. About the time for the eclipse to pa.s.s away, he came out and said that the Great Spirit had pardoned them, and would soon drive away the monster from the sun if they would never offend him again. They readily promised, and when the sun had pa.s.sed out of the shadow they leaped and danced and sang for joy. Thereafter the Spaniards had all the provisions they needed.
"Common sense," said Wendell Phillips, "bows to the inevitable and makes use of it."
When Caesar stumbled in landing on the beach of Britain, he instantly grasped a handful of sand and held it aloft as a signal of triumph, hiding forever from his followers the ill omen of his threatened fall.
Goethe, speaking of some comparisons that had been inst.i.tuted between himself and Shakespeare, said: "Shakespeare always. .h.i.ts the right nail on the head at once; but I have to stop and think which is the right nail, before I hit."
It has been said that a few pebbles from a brook in the sling of a David who knows how to send them to the mark are more effective than a Goliath"s spear and a Goliath"s strength with a Goliath"s clumsiness.
"Get ready for the redskins!" shouted an excited man as he galloped up to the log-cabin of the Moore family in Ohio many years ago; "and give me a fresh horse as soon as you can. They killed a family down the river last night, and n.o.body knows where they"ll turn up next!"
"What shall we do?" asked Mrs. Moore, with a pale face. "My husband went away yesterday to buy our winter supplies, and will not be back until morning."
"Husband away? Whew! that"s bad! Well, shut up as tight as you can.
Cover up your fire, and don"t strike a light to-night." Then springing upon the horse the boys had brought, he galloped away to warn other settlers.
Mrs. Moore carried the younger children to the loft of the cabin, and left Obed and Joe to watch, reluctantly yielding the post of danger to them at their urgent request. "They"re coming, Joe!" whispered Obed early in the evening, as he saw several shadows moving across the fields. "Stand by that window with the axe, while I get the rifle pointed at this one." Opening the bullet-pouch, he took out a ball, but nearly fainted as he found it was too large for the rifle. His father had taken the wrong pouch. Obed felt around to see if there were any smaller b.a.l.l.s in the cupboard, and almost stumbled over a very large pumpkin, one of the two which he and Joe had been using to make Jack-o"-lanterns when the messenger alarmed them. Pulling off his coat, he flung it over the vegetable lantern, made to imitate a gigantic grinning face, with open eyes, nose, and mouth, and with a live coal from the ashes he lighted the candle inside. "They"ll sound the war-whoop in a minute, if I give them time," he whispered, as he raised the covered lantern to the window. "Now for it!" he added, pulling the coat away. An unearthly yell greeted the appearance of the grinning monster, and the Indians fled wildly to the woods. "Quick, Joe! Light up the other one! Don"t you see that"s what scar"t "em so?" demanded Obed; and at the appearance of the second fiery face the savages gave a final yell and vanished in the forest. Mr. Moore and daylight came together, but the Indians did not return.
Thurlow Weed earned his first quarter by carrying a trunk on his back from a sloop in New York harbor to a Broad Street hotel. He had very few chances such as are now open to the humblest boy, but he had tact and intuition. He could read men as an open book, and mold them to his will. He was unselfish. By three presidents whom his tact and shrewdness had helped to elect he was offered the English mission and scores of other important positions, but he invariably declined.
Lincoln selected Weed to attempt the reconciliation of the "New York Herald," which had a large circulation in Europe, and was creating a dangerous public sentiment abroad and at home by its articles in sympathy with the Confederacy. Though Weed and Bennett had not spoken to each other before for thirty years, the very next day after their interview the "Herald" became a strong Union paper. Weed was then sent to Europe to counteract the pernicious influence of secession agents.
The emperor of France favored the South. He was very indignant because Charleston harbor had been blockaded, thus shutting off French manufacturers from large supplies of cotton. But Weed"s rare tact modified his views, and induced him to change to friendliness the tone of a hostile speech prepared for delivery to the National a.s.sembly.
England was working night and day preparing for war when Weed arrived upon the scene, and soon changed largely the current of public sentiment. On his return to America the city of New York extended public thanks to him for his inestimable services. He was equally successful in business, and acquired a fortune of a million dollars.
"Tell me the breadth of this stream," said Napoleon to his chief engineer, as they came to a bridgeless river which the army had to cross. "Sire, I cannot. My scientific instruments are with the army, and we are ten miles ahead of it."
"Measure the width of this stream instantly."--"Sire, be reasonable!"--"Ascertain at once the width of this river, or you shall be deposed."
The engineer drew the cap-piece of his helmet down until the edge seemed just in line between his eye and the opposite bank; then, holding himself carefully erect, he turned on his heel and noticed where the edge seemed to touch the bank on which he stood, which was on the same level as the other. He paced the distance to the point last noted, and said: "This is the approximate width of the stream." He was promoted.
"Mr. Webster," said the mayor of a Western city, when it was learned that the great statesman, although weary with travel, would be delayed for an hour by a failure to make close connections, "allow me to introduce you to Mr. James, one of our most distinguished citizens."
"How do you do, Mr. James?" asked Webster mechanically, as he glanced at a thousand people waiting to take his hand. "The truth is, Mr.
Webster," replied Mr. James in a most lugubrious tone, "I am not very well." "I hope nothing serious is the matter," thundered the G.o.dlike Daniel, in a tone of anxious concern. "Well, I don"t know that, Mr.
Webster. I think it"s rheumatiz, but my wife----" "Mr. Webster, this is Mr. Smith," broke in the mayor, leaving poor Mr. James to enjoy his bad health in the pitiless solitude of a crowd. His total want of tact had made him ridiculous.
"Address yourself to the jury, sir," said a judge to a witness who insisted upon imparting his testimony in a confidential tone to the court direct. The man did not understand and continued as before.
"Speak to the jury, sir, the men sitting behind you on the raised benches." Turning, the witness bowed low in awkward suavity, and said, "Good-morning, gentlemen."
"What are these?" asked Napoleon, pointing to twelve silver statues in a cathedral. "The twelve Apostles," was the reply. "Take them down,"
said Napoleon, "melt them, coin them into money, and let them go about doing good, as their Master did."
"I don"t think the Proverbs of Solomon show very great wisdom," said a student at Brown University; "I could make as good ones myself." "Very well," replied President Wayland, "bring in two to-morrow morning." He did not bring them.
"Will you lecture for us for fame?" was the telegram young Henry Ward Beecher received from a Young Men"s Christian a.s.sociation in the West.
"Yes, F. A. M. E. Fifty and my expenses," was the answer the shrewd young preacher sent back.
Montaigne tells of a monarch who, on the sudden death of an only child, showed his resentment against Providence by abolishing the Christian religion throughout his dominions for a fortnight.
The triumphs of tact, or common sense, over talent and genius, are seen everywhere. Walpole was an ignorant man, and Charlemagne could hardly write his name so that it could be deciphered; but these giants knew men and things, and possessed that practical wisdom and tact which have ever moved the world.
Tact, like Alexander, cuts the knots it cannot untie, and leads its forces to glorious victory. A practical man not only sees, but seizes the opportunity. There is a certain getting-on quality difficult to describe, but which is the great winner of the prizes of life.
Napoleon could do anything in the art of war with his own hands, even to the making of gunpowder. Paul was all things to all men, that he might save some. The palm is among the hardest and least yielding of all woods, yet rather than be deprived of the rays of the life-giving sun in the dense forests of South America, it is said to turn into a creeper, and climb the nearest trunk to the light.
A farmer who could not get a living sold one half of his farm to a young man who made enough money on the half to pay for it and buy the rest. "You have not tact," was his reply, when the old man asked how one could succeed so well where the other had failed.
According to an old custom a Cape Cod minister was called upon in April to make a prayer over a piece of land. "No," said he, when shown the land, "this does not need a prayer; it needs manure."
To see a man as he is you must turn him round and round until you get him at the right angle. Place him in a good light, as you would a picture. The excellences and defects will appear if you get the right angle. How our old schoolmates have changed places in the ranking of actual life! The boy who led his cla.s.s and was the envy of all has been distanced by the poor dunce who was called slow and stupid, but who had a sort of dull energy in him which enabled him to get on in the world. The cla.s.s leader had only a theoretical knowledge, and could not cope with the stern realities of the age. Even genius, however rapid its flight, must not omit a single essential detail, and must be willing to work like a horse.
Shakespeare had marvelous tact; he worked everything into his plays.
He ground up the king and his va.s.sal, the fool and the fop, the prince and the peasant, the black and the white, the pure and the impure, the simple and the profound, pa.s.sions and characters, honor and dishonor,--everything within the sweep of his vision he ground up into paint and spread it upon his mighty canvas.
Some people show want of tact in resenting every slight or petty insult, however unworthy their notice. Others make Don Quixote"s mistake of fighting a windmill by engaging in controversies with public speakers and editors, who are sure to have the advantage of the final word. One of the greatest elements of strength in the character of Washington was found in his forbearance when unjustly attacked or ridiculed.
Artemus Ward touches this bubble with a pretty sharp-pointed pen.
"It was in a surtin town in Virginny, the m.u.t.h.e.r of Presidents and things, that I was shaimfully aboozed by a editer in human form. He set my Show up steep, and kalled me the urbane and gentlemunly manager, but when I, fur the purpuss of showin" fair play all round, went to anuther offiss to get my handbills printed, what duz this p.u.s.s.illanermus editer do but change his toon and abooze me like a injun. He sed my wax-wurks was a humbug, and called me a h.o.r.ey-heded itinerent vagabone. I thort at fust Ide pollish him orf ar-lar Beneki Boy, but on reflectin" that he cood pollish me much wuss in his paper, I giv it up; and I wood here take occashun to advise people when they run agin, as they sumtimes will, these miserable papers, to not pay no attenshun to um. Abuv all, don"t a.s.sault a editer of this kind. It only gives him a notorosity, which is jist what he wants, and don"t do you no more good than it would to jump into enny other mudpuddle.
Editors are generally fine men, but there must be black sheep in every flock."
John Jacob Astor had practical talent in a remarkable degree. During a storm at sea, on his voyage to America, the other pa.s.sengers ran about the deck in despair, expecting every minute to go down; but young Astor went below and coolly put on his best suit of clothes, saying that if the ship should founder and he should happen to be rescued, he would at least save his best suit of clothes.
"Their trading talent is bringing the Jews to the front in America as well as in Europe," said a traveler to one of that race; "and it has gained for them an ascendency, at least in certain branches of trade, from which nothing will ever displace them."
"Dey are coming to de vront, most zairtainly," replied his companion; "but vy do you shpeak of deir drading dalent all de time?"
"But don"t you regard it as a talent?"
"A dalent? No! It is chenius. I vill dell you what is de difference, in drade, between dalent and chenius. Ven one goes into a man"s shtore and manaches to seel him vat he vonts, dat is dalent; but ven annoder man goes into dat man"s shtore and sells him vot he don"t vont, dat is chenius; and dat is de chenius vot my race has got."
CHAPTER XXI
ENAMORED OF ACCURACY
"Antonio Stradivari has an eye That winces at false work and loves the true."
Accuracy is the twin brother of honesty.--C. SIMMONS.
Genius is the infinite art of taking pains.--CARLYLE.
I hate a thing done by halves. If it be right, do it boldly; if it be wrong, leave it undone.--GILPIN.
If I were a cobbler, it would be my pride The best of all cobblers to be; If I were a tinker, no tinker beside Should mend an old kettle like me.
OLD SONG.