fire; the omission of a comma in preparing a bill that passed Congress cost this republic a half million dollars; while the ignoring of a comma in reading a church notice cost a minister quite a bit of embarrassment.  Among his announcements was one which ran thus:  “A husband going to sea, his wife desires the prayers of this church.”  The preacher read:  “A husband going to see his wife, desires the prayers of this church.”

Little things are suggestive of great things.  We read that a ship-worm, working its way through a dry stick of wood, suggested to Brunell a plan by which the Thames river could be tunneled.  The twitching of a frog’s flesh as it touched a certain kind of metal led Galvani to invent the electric battery.  The swinging of a spider’s web across a garden walk led to the invention of the suspension bridge.  The oscillation of a lamp in the temple of Pisa led Galileo to invent the measurement of time by a pendulum.  A butterfly’s wing suggested the combination of colors.  So little things are suggestive of great things in character.

“Boy wanted” was the sign at the entrance to a store.  A boy took the sign down and with it in his hand entered the store.

“What are you doing with that sign?” asked the proprietor.

The boy replied:  “Well, I’m here, so I brought in the sign.”

That boy was given the place.  Attention to small things has made many a successful man, while a little temper, a little indifference, a little cigarette, a little drink or some other little thing has been the undoing of many a young man.

What are these little traits in human character?  They are matches struck in the dark.  Do you know what that means, a match struck in the dark?  If not, get up some night when it’s pitch dark in the room, run your face up against a half open door, knock the pitcher off the table and spill the cold water on your bare feet, sit down on a chair that’s not there, and you’ll realize what it means to strike a match.  If I were to go into a parlor of one of your finest homes at midnight with all the lights out, I would see nothing, but let me strike a match and beautifully decorated walls, fine paintings, and furniture will meet and greet my vision.

You cannot be very long in the company of anyone until a match will be struck.  Of one you will say, “that’s good; I’m glad to find such a trait in that person,” but directly another match will flare up and you will find another trait as disappointing as the other was commendable, and you are at a loss to know what “manner of man” you are with.

It’s a wonder to me when so many characters are so difficult to solve that many young people rush headlong into matrimony without striking a match, except the match they strike at the marriage altar.  A girl sees a young man today; he’s handsome, talks well, and she falls in love with him, dreams about him tonight, sighs about him tomorrow and thinks she’ll surely die if he doesn’t ask her to marry him.  Yet she knows nothing about his parentage or his character.  No wonder we have so many unhappy marriages, so many homes like the one where a stranger knocked at the front door and receiving no response went around to the rear where he found a very small husband and a very large wife in a fight, with the wife getting the better of the battle.